Marriage has a pit: Daddy, get divorce quickly!

Ding Junhui looks at Wenshan and her red lips. Finally, he hands her a tissue and signals her to wipe her lips.

Wenshan takes the tissue from Ding Junhui and thanks after wiping it.

"Mr. Ding, No." Wenshan shook her head. "You may still not know me. Before I knew you, if possible, I would fall in love with you at first sight, just as I did with him, so there is no before and after in my feelings."

Ding Junhui nodded and laughed bitterly.

"And people like me are not suitable for Mr. Ding." Wen Shan continued to eat with her head down. Her eyes were a little hot. She didn't know whether it was because of the hot pepper or something else.

Ding Junhui put down his chopsticks, then looked at Wenshan, "since I can't put them down, why should I let them go?"

"Probably because his boredom is more hurtful than his refusal. If a person refuses, he can continue to work hard. Once a person is bored, he has to continue, which only means that I may not even have my own face." Wenshan said bitterly. The spicy feeling in her mouth stimulated her taste buds and her lacrimal glands. She looked up, but still tried to explain, "it's really spicy."

Ding Junhui opened his mouth slightly. This time, he really understood that he lost completely.

Before we started, we lost.

Before he even saw his rival, he lost completely.

"Can I know why I like him so much?" This time Ding Junhui spoke, with some bitterness.

Why?

"It begins with beauty and ends with talent." Wenshan gives an answer.

Ding Junhui thought of the picture of the man he saw before and after Wenshan's wechat, and finally laughed, "convinced."

"Congratulations on joining the gardener, though, so this meal is on me." Ding Junhui said with relief, "I live opposite you. You can come to me whenever you have something."

"Good." Wenshan is also not polite, readily agreed to come down.

They went back to school after dinner, because Wenshan had to pack up, and she refused Ding Junhui's kindness.

When she got home, Wenshan directly lay on the sofa. She reached out and patted her face. In fact, it was not as difficult as she thought.

But, sadly, it seems that she can't really fall in love with others any more.

"Ah -" Wen Shan called out with her head in her arms, and then threw out the pillow on the sofa. It was just a man. How could she be so unpromising?

Now, Nalan Chunbo is still dealing with the affairs of a certain country and his nationality.

Nalanjing called. He had just sent out the toys from Xixi and Xicheng.

"Yes, I want to change my Chinese nationality." Nalan Chunbo didn't have too much feelings, he didn't have too much intersection with Nalan Jing.

"For that girl?" Nalanjing asked.

Father and son?

They may have been blank for too many years, there is no way to integrate together.

Is it for Wenshan that Nalan Chunbo stands downstairs and looks up at the sun of a country?

He didn't know it himself.

"Do you think I'm qualified?" Nalan Chunbo sneered.

"If this is your decision, I have nothing to say, but next week is your mother's death day, I still hope you can show up."

Nalan Chunbo listens to the busy tone inside the mobile phone, slowly puts away the mobile phone, and then turns to go upstairs.