After the words fell, Jiang Wenwen lowered her head and looked at the phone in her hand, her eyes a bit self-deprecating. Over the years, sometimes when she looked back on her life, she felt it was quite unreal.

When she took the college entrance examination, she didn't even reach the undergraduate level. It was only through her father's relationship that she was able to enroll in Beijing University of Finance and Economics.

I thought that I would never reach a very high level in my life. I could only hope to marry well and take my life to a higher level.

result?

Chen Yu, who he chose, made rapid progress all the way, just like an Internet buzzword of the year: a kitchen knife cuts wires, sparks and lightning along the way.

He seemed to be a pervert, making money faster than robbing a bank. She believed that anyone who knew how fast he made money would never suspect that he would rob a bank.

Because for others, robbing banks is probably the fastest way to get rich, but for a pervert like Chen Yu, robbing banks is too slow. If he really robs a bank one day, it can only mean one thing.

Problem - He's out of his mind and chose such an inefficient way to make money.

He took off!

Flying higher and higher.

And as his girlfriend, she also flew higher and higher.

Later she became his wife, and the heights he took her to fly to often made her feel uneasy, and she was always afraid of being knocked back to her original shape one day.

But what about him?

He is still working hard, he is still working hard to make money?

At such a young age, he has reached the fifth place on the domestic rich list. His existence seems to be an invisible slap in the face of other people on the rich list.

It seems to be saying - you guys are rubbish! How long have you lived like a dog?

Over the years, she has undoubtedly enjoyed all the prosperity in the world with him.

She often feels guilty, is often afraid, and is always worried that such a life will one day leave her.

How can you not be afraid?

She only had a college degree. If she hadn't happened to be sitting at the same table with him when she was in her senior year of high school, and she had unintentionally become the object of his crush. Before he really became successful, she had succeeded in becoming his girlfriend. How could it have been possible with her conditions?

To keep him in love for so many years?

Are there no beauties at Shuimu University?

Are there no beauties in other colleges and universities?

How could his group company be without beautiful women?

Therefore, as time passed and her appearance and figure gradually became worse than before, her fear grew day by day.

Time never defeats beauty?

She scoffed.

How can any beauty be able to withstand the ravages of time?

If so, it can only mean that the beauty died early and did not live to grow old.

What Jiang Wenwen saw was that the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead.

The beauty she was once so proud of has long been lost to the new generation of beauties that are growing up one after another like food and wine as time goes by.

Don’t talk about it remotely, let’s just talk about his secretary Qu Bing. Isn’t Qu Bing beautiful?

There are also those front desk girls who are selected from the best within his group company.

Which one is not fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged?

Don’t you see that those Hong Kong and Taiwan actresses who once fascinated thousands of young people have long been ravaged by time and turned into old women?

Her sense of crisis reached its peak when she learned that Jiang Xiu had given birth to a son for him.

Son...

She also wanted to give him a son. If she could also give him a son, her heart would be much more at ease, but fate took a different turn.

She gave birth to three children in a row, all without a baby.

Maybe this is my life!

After all, I am not God’s biological daughter, and God cannot always favor me.

After a moment of silence, she opened the address book on her phone, found Chen Yu's number, and dialed it.

Since she has decided to sacrifice Qu Bing to add vitality to herself, with her character, she will not delay.

We cannot wait until Chen Yu has figured out how to deal with me before admitting his mistake.

By then, it may be too late.

What if he is too lazy to think of other solutions and just deals with me according to his original plan, how wrong would I be?

Qu Bing's sacrifice will also become worthless.

Anyway, Qu Bing also helped me a lot. She shouldn't have ended up like that.

Putting the mobile phone to her ear and waiting for the call to be connected, Jiang Wenwen laughed at herself as she thought about these messy thoughts.

It can be regarded as joy in suffering!

but……

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off, please call again later..."

The smile on her face froze.

She finally made up her mind to sacrifice Qu Bing and confessed her mistake to Chen Yu as soon as possible, but found that his phone was turned off?

What's going on?

Stunned for a moment, she redialed Chen Yu's number in disbelief.

But the result is the same.

what's the situation?

After frowning and thinking for a moment, she suddenly turned around and went upstairs to knock on Chen Yu's bedroom door to see if he was still in the room. If he was, she would kneel down and admit her mistake on the spot.

Although it is embarrassing to admit my mistake in person.

However, in order to get leniency, she also risked her life.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard she knocked, the bedroom was quiet.

Was he in a deep sleep?

Or is he out?

Jiang Wenwen thought for a while and then called Jiang Rongjun, the captain of Chen Yu's bodyguard.

As soon as the phone call came through, she immediately asked: "Rong Jun! Did your master go out just now? Do you know where he is now?"

Jiang Rongjun, who is Chen Yu's second apprentice: "..."

When Jiang Wenwen saw that he was silent and didn't answer, she roughly guessed what was going on.

He frowned and asked in a low voice: "Rong Jun, is your master at the woman named Jiang now? Isn't it?"

As far as she knew, Chen Yu had raised two women outside in recent years.

One is Jiang Xiu, and the other is his senior sister Tang Hongjie.

Tang Hongjie lives in Huijing and rarely comes to Badu once a year. Therefore, since Chen Yu was not at home this late at night, he most likely went to Jiang Xiu's place.

"Master Wife, please don't embarrass me, please."

On the phone, Jiang Rongjun finally spoke, but it was to beg for mercy.

But Jiang Wenwen already got the answer from his silent attitude just now.

He immediately said: "Okay, I understand, thank you Rongjun."

After saying that, she hung up the call before Jiang Rongjun answered.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she took another deep breath. After letting out a long breath, she lowered her eyebrows and found Jiang Xiu's number in the address book of her mobile phone.

Jiang Xiu's number was recorded on her mobile phone with only the word "jiang".

With a complicated expression on her face, Jiang Wenwen dialed the number and put the phone to her ear.

This was the first time in so many years that she dialed Jiang Xiu's number.

Naturally, I have all kinds of feelings in my heart.

In the past, she wished that a bolt of lightning would suddenly fall from the sky and kill Jiang Xiu.

But tonight, for the sake of the rest of her life, she had to take the initiative to call Jiang Xiu, and later she had to come up with nice words to talk to Jiang Xiu.

…

Jiang Xiu had just gone to bed and sat next to Chen Yu. She reached out and touched his forehead. It felt even hotter. She curled her lips helplessly, lowered her head and tore open a piece of baby fever-reducing patch in her hand.

Then gently and deftly apply it to his forehead.

After it was pasted, she looked at the piece of fever-reducing piece with Peppa Pig's pattern on it, and she couldn't help but smile.
To be continued...