There is a high-end residential community near Zizhu Bridge, with the second and third floors of the west home of Unit 1 of Building O6, which are duplex buildings with a total area of ​​more than 230 square meters.

It's around ten o'clock in the evening.

Fu Minglan was wearing a thin flesh-colored suspender nightgown, sitting gracefully on the sand in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the colorful night view of the capital outside the window. Every time she returned home, she would fade away the image of a strong woman and make herself as sexy, elegant and youthful as possible... Occasionally, she would show her shy expression like a little girl in front of the mirror.

Before she was thirty-five, she never thought that she would grow old and youth would pass away.

She felt that she was always young and beautiful. Even after graduating from college, she kept the cold and arrogant attitude of a strong woman outside, which made many pursuits reject her. She easily surpassed her career and socializing. The men she occasionally despised her angrily complained that she was homosexual, love-like, stone-woman, perverted, and she didn't bother to pay attention to it.

Women must have their own career, their own strength, and be successful... in this way, they can be more proactive in their future lives.

As for starting a family, what is needed is fate.

Fate requires a man worthy of himself first - of course there are, but very few, but they have not met yet.

Fu Minglan's idea is not wrong, but she is too extreme and narrow in life, so a very strange phenomenon occurs. Some men who are actually very good are not favored by them. Finally, she meets a man who is worthy of her. Unfortunately, they are not interested in her. And she never takes the initiative to pursue men. So after she can't wait for the other party's pursuit, she will be angry that the other party is not proactive and has no vision, and then imagines and enlarges all the other party's defects, even if they are not defects.

So, she is forty years old this year...

Still single.

In fact, since she was thirty-five, she had already started to feel nervous - not that she was single with herself, because of her personality, she would only think that those stinky men had no vision and were not worthy of her. Instead, she clearly felt that her proud face and skin began to be less smooth and delicate, and there were obvious fine lines in the corners of her eyes. She never despised wearing heavy makeup, nor did she want to hire a professional makeup artist, and she would not do beauty every day. She could only use better cosmetics to carefully put on light makeup that was not easy to be noticed for herself every day, go swimming, running and exercise...

The effect is good, at least it is much better than those women who rely on makeup to frame themselves, or do various beauty every day, and rely on men to raise them so that they only want to use all kinds of ways to stay in their youth. Fu Minglan can proudly despise those women and proudly conceit in her heart: "This is natural beauty, this is self-esteem, cultivation, and success!"

But youth is unforgiving.

Just as she was drinking red wine and sighing sadly, a middle-aged man wearing short-sleeved, similar to a casual home style dress like Tang suit, walked slowly down the stairs with a wooden dark brown pipe in his right hand.

He looked more than 40 years old than fifty years old, about 1.75 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure, with a flat head, short, thick eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and a relatively longer under the bridge of his high nose. Among the deeper people, two smears of clear and straight, carefully decorated mustaches, which are no longer so long and deep.

"Minglan, what are you thinking?" The middle-aged man walked behind Fu Minglan, held a pipe in his right hand, and gently stroked his left hand on Fu Minglan's smooth shoulders.

Fu Minglan smiled and gently shook her goblet. The red wine inside was shining with intoxicating and faint colors under the soft light. She said softly: "I was wondering, is it because one day when I was old and weak, in order to abandon me, you were afraid that I would cause you crazy and would have to kill me?"

"How is that possible?" The middle-aged man leaned over, sniffed Fu Minglan's silk, then walked down to his ears, down to his swan-like neck, and said gently and gently: "If you really had that day, I might really do that, but... believe me, at least until I am old and have no ability to impulse on a woman's body, I will not allow you to get old and lose your lust."

Fu Minglan turned her head and gently kissed the man's lips, and smiled and said, "Thank you."

The middle-aged man is named Xiao Chengkun, a native of Xiangjiang Province, at 48 years old. The two have known each other for less than a year, and no one would have thought that Fu Minglan, who is arrogant and arrogant, would come together with a middle-aged man of 48 years old and has two children, and also plays a disgraceful role of a third party, which directly leads to Xiao Chengkun's divorce with his wife who has been in a husband-to-married relationship for more than 20 years.

It was the beginning of the summer last year. Fu Minglan went to Xiangjiang for a trip. On the night when she stayed in a folk inn, she drank alone under the quiet pavilion by the lake. Xiao Chengkun walked over and sat naturally opposite her. In one sentence, she swallowed the mean words that drove her to the side: "Youth is gone and hard to recover, but I can help you continue your beauty today until twenty years, or even longer."

"Do you think I'm like a silly woman who is easy to be deceived?" Fu Minglan sneered.

"No, you are very smart." Fu Minglan ordered a glass of wine and said calmly: "You can go back now. Tomorrow morning, you will find your own difference, and then, you will come here to find me."

Of course, Fu Minglan disdained this kind of words like a liar in the world, so she stood up and left.

But the next morning, when she woke up, washed up, sat in front of the dressing mirror, and prepared to put on makeup quietly, she found that she... was much younger - I can't tell why, the crow's feet were still there, but the bags that were not very obvious, but there were indeed some bags of the eye, but they just felt much younger. Perhaps, the crow's feet were slightly reduced without makeup? Or, the bags of the eye were not so obvious? Or, the skin was tighter and smoother?

She went to the pavilion by the lake with doubts and saw Xiao Chengkun, who was sitting in the pavilion while drinking tea, playing chess alone, wearing light-colored practice clothes, and having a fairy-like appearance.

That day, she and Xiao Chengkun chatted a lot.

Later, she began to uncontrollably contact Xiao Chengkun again and again, because every time she met Xiao Chengkun or just talked on the phone, she would feel much younger the next day. Once she didn't contact Xiao Chengkun for many days, she would feel much older if she couldn't hear his voice.

Until one day, when Fu Minglan revealed this psychological doubt in person, Xiao Chengkun frankly told her: "The ancient saying is full of ecology and the art of maintaining the beauty actually refers to the metaphysics that have been passed down for thousands of years. And I am a contemporary mystic master... I know that you may not believe it when you say this, but it is the case."

"I can trust you for the time being." Fu Minglan asked directly rationally, "So, why do you take the initiative to come to me and help me?"

"Fate." Xiao Chengkun said: "The destined marriage, and I don't want my lover to accompany me until old for the rest of my life. With my attention, I will grow old day by day, so I want to give you the power to stay beautiful forever."

There are many kinds of stingy love words in this world.

But from a middle-aged man of forty-eight years old, with a fairy-like and temperament that was so weird that he said such a mysterious invitation, he easily captured the heart of Fu Minglan, who had always been so strong that he was almost perverted.

She found herself in love with this man!

I can no longer leave him!

Perhaps it was originally dependent on his own face, his beauty, and his emotions. But now, he really fell in love with this man who is forty-eight years old, who is still brave enough to pursue love, has a very mysterious identity and a good temperament.

She was strong and directly asked Xiao Chengkun to divorce and leave his children.

Xiao Chengkun agreed without hesitation - when the destined love comes, the fate with his old wife will naturally end, and his children have grown up and no longer need his excessive care.

Fu Minglan asked that she must live with her in the capital because her career was in the capital.

Xiao Chengkun agreed without hesitation, leaving the real estate and five million deposits to the original wife, and then sold the inn and the company, handed over the passbook with 15 million to Fu Minglan, and followed her to the capital to live. He, no, nor could he let his lover and women support him, so he quickly rented a simple two-enterprise courtyard in the capital and started a Minglan tea house that seemed ordinary but was actually high-end and quiet.

Anyone who has been to Minglan Tea Stack will first choose Minglan Tea Stack when they need a quiet place to meet friends and talk about things.

That afternoon.

Fu Minglan got off work very early and drove to Minglan Tea House to have tea and calm down.

While having dinner with customers at noon, in public, Liu Shi and Lin Bo joined forces to make a fuss. Fu Minglan was extremely irritable and annoyed. Her personality was already extreme, not to mention that she was a former subordinate like Lin Bo, now a small company boss, a young man who had condescendingly talked about cooperation some time ago, embarrassing her in public and making her unable to get out of Taiwan... How could Fu Minglan stand it?

She wanted to tear Lin Bo out of pieces!

Xiao Chengkun saw Fu Minglan's anxiety and hatred, and easily made her express her anger.

Then, Xiao Chengkun smiled and said to Minglan in a doting way: "Well, it seems that Lin Bo is a young and rare genius. Such a person will make him lose his talent advantage in intelligence, right?"

"Can you do it?" Fu Minglan said in surprise--she knew very well that Xiao Chengkun's magical mysterious method was not fake!

"It's only three days." Xiao Chengkun smiled and said, "Lin Bo won't become a fool. On the surface, it seems no different from a normal person, but... in the future, you can mock him as much as you want. He is an incompetent person who has lost all his talents and is powerless."

At this moment.

After Fu Minglan kissed the man she loved deeply, she asked, "Has it succeeded?"
Chapter completed!