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Chapter 85 The Fool Believes In Love

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After eating and drinking, it is time to pay for the bill.

As soon as I heard that I had to pay the bill, those students who were not doing well immediately stopped talking.

Before the class reunion, no one said what kind of charge was charged. It would be fine if it was AA, but it was obvious that some people here wanted to show that they had no plans to AA.

"Don't move, I'll pay the bill, don't leave later, go to KTV to sing. I haven't seen you for so many years, and you can't forget the feelings of old classmates." The study committee member with a big belly stood up generously and took out his pocket and said.

"Mr. Dong is so proud." The math class representative shouted and flattered.

"Mr. Dong, don't spend money. I'm instigating this bureau. How can you pay the bill? Didn't we all agree before? I'll treat you to the guests." Shirley immediately stood up and pressed down the study committee member, picked up Wu Yao with her other hand, and whispered to him with a look in her eyes: "Go, hurry up and buy the order."

"Why...I'm paying for it?" Wu Yao whispered in surprise.

"If you want to go, go!" Shirley glared at him fiercely.

Wu Yao nodded helplessly, got up and walked out the door.

"How can you be so embarrassed? It's all classmates who are so embarrassed to ask Shirley to spend money on your family?" the study committee member pushed.

"Mr. Dong, you have developed well recently, but my old Wu is not worse than you. If you have the energy, just save the money and invite your classmates to sing." Shirley said.

"The class beauty is the class beauty. She lives a more refined life than anyone else. The husband she is looking for is so promising. Well, that's all, let's make it. The classmates will sing and drink and sing well. I'll treat you." Mr. Dong said cheerfully.

"Okay!!!" everyone shouted in unison.

Someone pays the bill, but others go to join in the fun. Moreover, this high-end dinner is expensive and most people can't afford it.

Since some people like to show off their wealth, let them show off. There is no need to participate. Anyway, I don’t know when I will see you again after the party.

When he arrived at the cash register, Wu Yao was shocked as soon as he checked the bill.

I ate nearly 30,000 yuan at this table!

That's his salary for several months.

But Shirley had already spoken and she was about to admit her heart was bleeding.

In fact, this situation is not the first time. I remember when Shirley just started working, Shirley wanted to invite a few colleagues to dinner. Wu Yaoman nodded and agreed, but when he went to the place where he was eating, he found that there were not many colleagues. It was obvious that he invited everyone from the company. There were nearly twenty people on a large table, and in the end he spent a lot of money.

He still remembers that one time Shirley said that her cousin from her hometown was going to visit her house. Shirley felt that the family was too cramped and took people to the restaurant. Good guy, her sister and her family came seven or eight, and she ate more than 10,000 yuan in one meal.

In fact, there are quite a few things like this. Shirley likes to show off herself outside and doesn't want to be looked down upon, so she always likes to boast about Haikou and other things. In the end, it's Wu Yao who spends money.

After he had no choice but to settle the account, Wu Yao didn't want to go in.

He was a little tired and was extremely disappointed with Shirley.

He left the hotel and came to the parking lot. He sat in the car for a long time, his eyes were empty and he didn't know what he was thinking. He took out a box of Xiao Su cigarettes from the car storage box. He was a person who didn't smoke much, but he was inevitably involved in some social activities at work, so he would put a pack of cigarettes in the car.

Lighting a cigarette, inhaling the choking cigarette into the lungs seems to relieve the disappointment in your heart.

He used to be very disgusted with the smell of smoke, but for some reason, the cigarette he lit today made him feel very comfortable.

Sitting in the car for a long time, looking at the classmates outside the hotel saying goodbye, accompanying them, singing and singing... And he was like air, no one would remember him.

His existence is Shirley's green leaves, perhaps even green leaves are not as good as them.

At the entrance of the hotel, several students who had been good at doing well used to pull at Shirley La while drunk, as if they were ignoring his existence.

Oh!

He took a big breath of cigarette and slowly exhaled it, staring at Shirley with cold eyes.

Shirley is still so beautiful. She looks like a spotlight wherever she goes, and there are many boys surrounding her everywhere.

He glanced at the straight suit on his body. Shirley specifically told him not to get dirty. He didn't get dirty at all. He even ate carefully when he was afraid of getting dirty.

"Italian high-end luxury brand, craftsmanship's hard work?"

Wu Yao smiled self-deprecatingly, took off all the suits and stacked them neatly on the passenger seat. The bright logo was so dazzling.

I changed into my own clothes, although I became wrinkled due to the fight, but for some reason it was so comfortable to wear on my body.

The cigarette was gone, and Wu Yao gently popped the cigarette butt out the window.

Another lit up and held it at the mouth.

Perhaps because he didn't smoke frequently, he smoked two consecutively, and he even wanted to vomit.

But the more this happens, the more comfortable he feels.

Looking back on the past seven years, I thought he could identify a person in this life, take care of her wholeheartedly, and prevent her from suffering any grievance. What he wanted to treat her was to treat her equally, rather than to be arrogant and take it for granted. The sadness that went against his wishes and the helpless powerlessness made him collapse again and again.

If life is just like the first time

What's the Autumn Wind Sorrowful Painting Fan

Changes in the hearts of old friends

But I think the hearts of old friends are easy to change

Wu Yao likes this poem very much. The saddest thing is today's scene. It's not that she has changed her mind, but that he has become her capital for showing off. This is even more terrifying than heartbreak. What exactly is he in her eyes? Is it ATM cash machine?

Perhaps in this love, he is a self-deceiving love clown.

When I first met, I didn’t know the meaning of the poem, but when I heard it again, I was already a poet!

If there is no ties or intricate barriers, when you look back suddenly, all the past will turn into a smile, indifferent and without traces...

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"Western House, the human patrolman is so pitiful. He has been bullied so much that he still hasn't broken up. The Lun family is almost crying." The concubine in the parking lot said anxiously.

"Leader, maybe we don't need to do anything, they will make it all by themselves." Luo Jun said.

"It's better." Zhu Ming Channel.

Wu Yao is the mortal body of the envoy on earth. Before he knew what the envoy on earth was, Zhu Mingtong really didn't want to use his own means to let the man and woman dismantle it. If the process was not handled well, wouldn't he give the competitor a handle?

The highest purpose of breaking up couples is to not break up true love and not fight true love. If you don’t have any problems, wouldn’t it bring bad reputation and not to worry about thunder?

Some people say that Zhu Mingtongbang's work deviates from the theme of breaking up couples. What kind of love is problematic, and you still need to break it up?

Zhu Mingtong never smiled. The true love cannot be broken up, and the broken up are not true love.

However, in this era, true love is rare, but it is already rare. Whose love has no problem? How pale the so-called "true love" is in the face of reality. Everything is not absolute.

The most self-deprecating thing now is: "This fool actually believes in love?"
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