The domineering president's barbaric wife

My bad relationship with Wen Beilin has to start from my mother's generation.

My mother's name is Zhou Cailian, and my name is Zhou Lili. I guess my last name is with my mother. Because my father and mother separated early, I don't have a deep impression on my father, so I know it's not so clear.

My mother is a very famous woman in our county. Of course, this is not famous for any good reason, otherwise she would not have died early in her thirties“ "Beautiful" and "open-minded" are the two things that the neighbors around have the deepest impression on their mothers.

In fact, I've never felt ashamed to have such a mother since I was a child. Although at that time, my mother also liked to play, she was always able to deal with it well and never let anyone get a little cheaper. However, I learned from my neighbors that it was probably after I met the man that my mother's whole life changed dramatically.

It's not hard to guess who that man is. Because of the bad relationship between Wen Beilin and me in the future, that man can not be another candidate except Wen Beilin's father.

Wen Beilin's father's name is Wen Yuan. He is not bad looking and his name sounds good. But unfortunately, the owner of his name and appearance is a man who makes a living in the underworld business. This is something I didn't think of, and it's something my mother didn't think of.

Why Wen Yuan appeared in our small town and met his mother is still a mystery. But the things that should happen are still happening one by one as planned.

Beauty goes with hero.

Although Wen Yuan is not a hero, my mother is a real beauty, so they fell in love at first sight. If it's just love at first sight, it's just a matter of love. If Lang is in love with my concubine, it's a beautiful thing to say.

Unfortunately, Wen Yuan, Wen Beilin's father, has a wife in Haiyu city. Because of the underworld business of the Wen family, even if you don't have to think about it, you can know that Wen Beilin's mother must be a ruthless role. Sure enough, the good life of his mother and Wen Yuan was soon known by his wife who was married in Haiyu city. It was on that day that I met Wen Beilin for the first time.

Maybe it's because the day is too far away, or it's too embarrassing. I don't even have a simple impression in my mind. I don't want to recall the specific situation of that day even in my dream. I can imagine how bad it was.

After Wen Yuan left, his mother was like a puppet who lost his soul, and the whole person began to become a ghost. Compared with the past, the most obvious change is in eating, drinking and playing every day. In the past, no matter how late I was, I could always hear my mother's gentle breathing by the bed. But since then, my mother has been staying at home all night. Not to mention the sound of someone breathing, even the sound of mice walking is pitiful.

At that time, I was still young, probably not more than 10 years old. Although I wanted to go out and look for my mother very much, in order to reduce the trouble of my mother and other neighbors, I still chose to wait quietly at home.

After waiting for more than three weeks, I began to get used to the night alone. Every day, even if there is no one to accompany you, you can go to sleep quickly. Naturally, I no longer look forward to a person who doesn't come home on the windowsill every day. Of course, every night before I go to bed, I will symbolically think about my mother. Where is she now? Are you being eaten by others now?

After thinking about a lot of questions that won't have answers, I will start to fall asleep slowly. It's amazing that there are no nightmares in the dream.

Over the years, I have been able to grow up safely, not because of my father and mother, but because of others.

Before my mother died, I grew up eating the bread of my neighbors. Every time I took their meal, I thought that it must be because I was too poor that they were kind to me. Of course, my idea has never been proved. After my mother died, I was sent to a distant relative's home by the court. Maybe it's because the relatives are so far away that even they can't tell whether they are my father's relatives or my mother's relatives.

That's funny, isn't it? In modern society, someone is willing to raise a daughter for nothing for a Ji girl who is despised by thousands of people. Oh, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the Ji woman is not only a Ji woman, but also a Ji woman who has died of AIDS.

It can be imagined that in my life, in addition to studying hard and getting ahead, I will earn more money. He made money before meeting Wen Beilin, but he still made money after meeting Wen Beilin. The difference between the two is that I can keep the money of the former by myself, while I can't see the end of the money of the latter. I'm desperate.

I don't know what happened in their family after Wen Beilin's mother took his father away. However, judging from Wen Beilin's later hatred of me, I think I can guess eight or nine points. Their life must be extremely difficult.

But compared with who is more miserable, I think, Wen Beilin certainly can't compare with me.

I don't remember when Wen Beilin, the devil, came to me. I have a vague impression in my mind that when I was in University, I was a part-time worker all weekend at that time. The place was very partial. Thanks to his clear investigation.

When he came to me, Wen Beilin first introduced himself politely, and then quickly came to the point where he came to me. Of course, at the beginning, Wen Beilin asked me not to be his lover, but to pay back a lot of money.

Why pay back? Until now, I still remember the tone of the sentence I asked, the tough tone of the little girl in the face of danger.

Wen Beilin just smiles and doesn't speak. With a little backhand, a man in black behind him walks up to me and hands me a paper document, which is a copy of the debit note. The borrower's words are my mother "Zhou Cailian".

In an instant, I understood.

I don't know when my mother went to the Wen family to borrow money, because I hadn't seen her for more than two months before her illness and death. My daughter knew little about her before she died, except that she knew little about her from some of her friends who accompanied her during her lifetime.

Looking at the imposing Wen Beilin in front of me, I wanted to explain that the woman named Zhou Cailian had nothing to do with me. But after repeated, I still did not say.

Because I figured it out. Depending on the strength of the Wen family, it's impossible not to know that my relationship with my mother is so weak that I didn't even say "mother" before she died... So I think their Wen family probably depends on me. If it's really settled, I'd like to avoid trying to explain. They won't let it or listen to it. It's better not to say, just to leave some energy to work.

After a long silence, I suddenly said to Wen Beilin, "I have no money."

"You'll have money." Wen Beilin smiles deeply: "I have many ways to make you rich."

I didn't say anything, I just said, "what can I do?"

"First, come to work with me. Second, go to work somewhere else."

"What's the difference between the two?" I don't understand, because Wen Beilin doesn't look like such a kind man. He is so kind that he can provide a job for the borrower.

Wen Beilin sneered: "Zhou Lili, with your beauty, I think you can sell a good money. Of course, if it's the first time, the money will be higher. " I didn't speak. I took the coffee from the table and spilled it on the hateful man opposite. But it's a pity that, after all, they have a good foundation in martial arts and are quick to respond, so I didn't get to the right master. It was the man in black behind Wen Beilin who was accidentally affected.

After sprinkling, I still had the backbone to say: "I don't sell." With that, regardless of Wen Beilin's cold and frightening eyes, I picked up my handbag and left.

After that, if someone comes to me and asks me, have I ever regretted spilling coffee?

I think, after experiencing such a profound entanglement between Wen Beilin and me, my only regret is that I didn't order two cups of coffee.

Because only in this way can I have a greater chance of hitting the target.