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This news caused the entire Ministry of Commerce to explode.
Surprised, gloating
There is also a steel plate that Xiaoshan can't chew? What's even more exaggerated is that I heard that they were dragged out and thrown directly on the street. It's enjoyable just thinking about it.
It seems that Mr. Lan is really a man who exists like a god, and monsters can't get close to him! Worship!
No matter what, everyone is happy as long as Xiaoshan doesn't take over. It is rare for the Ministry of Commerce to have a common point of view.
But Ping has a big head, and the swan meat that others have been thinking about has become a hot potato when it comes to her.
How did you decide on her? Is there room for negotiation?
The manager categorically blocked the way out and asked her to hand over the work at hand immediately and take over the dc project tomorrow.
"I don't understand business details and technology!" Ping cried sadly.
"There's me!" Being able to support a project with Ping alone, Hua was so happy that he almost flew into the sky.
"I don't like to go to the field."
"Running can help you lose weight."
"I don't know how to communicate with strangers."
"Talking about work, I don't want you to write novels, and you don't need to make up bloody plots."
"I don't like nodding and talking in a low voice."
"You are a short winter melon who hasn't had enough to eat. If you talk like this again, will you let others hear you?"
Ping was helpless to death, and Hua still made fun of her like this, and didn't want to talk to such a person.
Ping directly lowered her head and lay on the desk, looking like a stranger.
The arm was pushed several times, and Ping was forced to raise her head. What came into view was a sketch, which showed a beautiful girl holding a hammer and hammering a short winter melon. An arrow next to the short winter melon pointed to the word "Hua". Ping couldn't help laughing. Underneath the paper is a box of skii masks.
Ping glanced at Hua, she was quite sensible.
Afterwards, Hua took a bunch of DC project materials to Ping, and tossed a sentence: "Eat slowly, I'll make dinner for my aunt." Then he flew away.
Ping watched as the pile of small hills began to grow again.
It was eleven o'clock when Ping got home, and the children were all asleep. The headlamp was on in the study, and Hiroshi was painting his fields. Seeing Ping coming back, he got up and wanted to go for a hot supper for her, but Ping plunged into the sofa and said she didn't want to eat.
"Don't fall asleep, I'll fill you with water, you can take a hot bath to feel more comfortable."
After waiting for the width to be done, Ping was already waiting at the door.
"Let me give you a massage."
"No need." Ping took the clothes to make way for Kuan, implying that you can go out.
Kuan hesitated for a moment before closing the door.
In the eyes of others, they are a happy family, with a wealthy family, the couple are talented and beautiful, with a gentle temperament, and they have two cute little princesses, but only he knows that they live like a shared rent, without quarrels or sweet talk between husband and wife.
When the child is not at home, the two of them have little communication. It's not that he doesn't want to communicate with her, it's that she always looks like she rejects people thousands of miles away. Especially in the past few years when the gallery business has been sluggish, and his father's business has been short-lived. After they spent their money to rescue the emergency, the huge expenses of the family are relatively tight. She asked to go out to work to help the family, and then they had less time to talk.
He knew she didn't blame her father for holding them back, she just didn't want to talk to him too much all the time.
I got married back then because my mother-in-law liked him very much, and then she married.
The purpose of giving birth to a great treasure is to fulfill the obligation and pass on the family line.
The reason for having a second baby is because she is an only daughter, and her natal family lacks a child with a random surname
A faint, light feeling, not remorse, nor resentment, just indifference, don't care, like she has done everything she should do, fulfilled her responsibilities, now she is her own, with whom It's all irrelevant.
She is like a catkin flying in the air, soundless, colorless and odorless.
Only when he is around the babies, can he see her lively side, with a sweet smile, gentle as water, really beautiful!
Maybe there will be a day when she will leave him with a smile from the heart.
Kuan turned to Ping's cold back and hugged her, and Ping's whole body tightened.
"Ping, I love you!" He slowly pressed into her.
"I'm very tired." Ping was stiff. She knew what was going to happen next, but she resisted.
The broad hand rested on her shoulder for a long time, but he finally let it go. He doesn't force her because he can't bear it.
"Ping, I love you!" Kuan murmured softly.
Ping breathed a sigh of relief, she had a momentary apology. She shouldn't be so indifferent to Kuan, he's not wrong.
Apart from being too persistent in his creation, Kuan is really impeccable. Handsome, gentle and considerate, he doesn't mess with flowers, he is very filial to his elders, he loves his children very much, and he is also good at housework.
But she just couldn't fall in love with him, Fang said that she was born in a blessing and didn't know the blessing.
Maybe! Don't think about it, it doesn't matter anyway, just live like this. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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