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Chapter 25 How many good men can there be?

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    Everything reversed so quickly. Gao Weiling's death gave Jiang Fengmei a big blow. It's not that she didn't have faith, it was just that everyone's lifestyle was different. When one day the cruel reality is like a flood that breaks the embankment, can faith still be faith?

    In the end, she still hung up the green card, and her so-called self-esteem and pride were torn apart and trampled on.

    When she came back with her guests, she met Shi Yimo in the corridor of the imperial palace. At that moment, Jiang Fengmei couldn't bear to look directly into her eyes. Maybe she was no longer worthy of her attention. In Jiang Fengmei's view, Shi Yimo was untainted by the mud, but  she is not.

    Shi Yimo said nothing, holding back the sourness in his nose, and still smiled so beautifully under the spotlight.

    She still pushed open the private room next to her with green fingers, and just as she stepped in with one foot, Jiang Fengmei's voice rose from behind her head.

    "I just hope that one day, I can laugh as much as I want, cry as much as I want, take off my mask, and stop being hypocritical with the world."

    Shi Yimo faced the door, his eyes closed, and a chill flowed from his back to his cheekbones.

    "No matter who you meet, he is the right person; no matter what happens to you, that is the only thing that will happen; no matter when those things happen, it is the right time; what is over is over  it's over."

    Her voice was penetrating and sweet, and Jiang Fengmei's eyes flickered. She could only focus on her smooth side face. That indifference and calmness had always been elusive to Jiang Fengmei.

    She is still so optimistic and can always encourage her.

    "Thank you for your understanding." At that moment, she still shed tears, even though she had promised not to cry.

    Shi Yimo said no more and opened the door. Her figure disappeared from Jiang Fengmei's eyes along the gradually closing private room. However, she didn't know that Shi Yimo's feet were like strong glue, and they were separated by the gap between them.  The music coming from the screen could not reach her ears.

    She knows that there are no ifs in life, but if the Tang Dynasty had not appeared, her life would have been peaceful.

    That night, Jiang Fengmei received two orders of business in a row, and did not come back until three in the morning. The bed was empty, and her executioner Yi Mo did not come back.

    The ground-reaching sea breeze was blowing, tearing her loose ponytail easily. In the moonless night, she was wrapped tightly around her thin body, looking at the endless end. At the right moment, her eyes were brighter than crystal.

    She suddenly realized that she was really tired and wanted to find a place to stay for her overloaded heart.

    The marimba music on her phone was ringing, but she didn¡¯t answer it. The sea breeze was as tranquil as hers.

    She became the culprit for Gao Weiling's death, and she had a hand in Jiang Fengmei's transformation. Besides, she really couldn't afford 100,000 yuan.

    Even though she is scarred, she remains firm in her faith.

    She doesn¡¯t ask for others¡¯ understanding, as long as she knows it herself, that¡¯s fine!

    This sitting lasted one night. If she hadn't been disturbed by Yan Xixi's phone call at nine o'clock in the morning, maybe she would have been in a daze for much longer.

    "Xi Xi, sister will find a way to pay everything I owe before ten o'clock tonight."

    Although she lowered her throat, her voice was still helpless. She thought about it all night but to no avail. She found it funny.

    The voice as clear as a bell dragged her into hell, "Sister, Mr. Tang donated 200,000 yuan to us, so you don't have to worry about medical expenses for the time being."

    Shi Yimo¡¯s throat was so dry that he couldn¡¯t speak. Who else could be the donor besides the Tang Dynasty?

    Ah.

    He still pointed the finger at her family, her only family.

    I forgot what I was feeling when I hung up the phone. Even the sea breeze was no longer gentle, blowing Shi Yimo's face until it hurt.

    ¡®How can you thank me for helping you get through this difficult time?  My little wildcat.  ¡¯

    That text message appeared here somehow, and her heart felt like ice. If she wasn't careful, her phone would fall into the beach.

    The Tang Dynasty is a devil, a devil that scares everyone!

    She stuffed her phone back into her pocket and quickly jumped off the rock. There were footprints every step of the way. When the breeze came, the footprints were hidden by the gravel. In fact, small gravel can be just as powerful.

    After a sleepless night, she needed to recharge herself and went back to sleep until night. When she woke up, Jiang Fengmei had already appeared. Falling into a dream gave her body temporary relief, but after waking up, reality gathered.

    She walked into the bathroom with bare feet. There was a slightly haggard face in the mirror. Shi Yimo smiled at her, as if a withered flower had survived. None of this could hide her increasingly obvious beauty.

    Tonight she is accompanying a man who is over forty years old, and his obscene hands are resting on her thighs. This is probably the usual behavior of a well-dressed beast., obviously got an advantage, but still looked like a gentleman.

    Shi Yimo¡¯s mask was very heavy, and with a few charming words, his delicate hands covered the man¡¯s generous palm, ¡°Mr. Zhang, I haven¡¯t heard you sing for a long time, why don¡¯t I sing a song.¡±

    As she spoke, she moved the man's hand away excitedly, her movements natural and lovely, which fascinated him and made him laugh with his almond-shaped eyes.

    These men, who do not have a wife and a half woman, and she is not a kind person who is unpreity. Naturally, she will not sympathize with any woman who has been betrayed. If she wants to blame herself, she is blind.

    Women are emotional animals. Even if they know how bad the man they love is, they will still persist in taking chances. Whenever they see others getting hurt, they will ridicule and swear that they dare to love and hate. In fact, in the end,  They are just looking for a gap for their own cowardice. When love comes, women's sanity has already been completely destroyed.

    Originally, Shi Yimo was also such a woman, but life did not want to give her a chance to be emotional.

    By chance, the man's cell phone rang. Shi Yi took the initiative and muted the song station, and heard the man's slightly vague voice.

    ¡°I¡¯m still negotiating business with a few clients.¡±

    Her left lip was raised half an inch, and her eyes were cold and dark. This kind of drama was played out every day. She was the client chosen by many men.

    The wife seemed to be noisy again, the man frowned, and Babei's voice was extremely annoyed.

    "When did your suspicion become so serious?"

    For men, it is just a show of love outside. They want to save face. If the men around them have young and beautiful lovers, and every time they attend an occasion, they have a beautiful woman on their arm. Over time, this becomes a hidden secret between men.  According to the rules, they also compete with each other. The family is old and beautiful, and the wife is old and beautiful, so naturally she can't make a move.

    ¡°In the imperial court¡¯s level of life, no man is really good.

    Soon, the man became impatient. Shi Yimo had always admired the man's ability to lie, and it was their nature to deny him anything until he died.

    The man yelled at his wife confidently, and Hua Jifang was stunned on the spot as soon as she came in.

    Seeing her come in, the man hung up the phone harshly. Hua Jifang then spoke up and complimented, "Mr. Zhang, I'm really sorry. Mr. Tang has appointed Yimo."

    In the imperial court, only those in the Tang Dynasty had this kind of privilege to steal people from guests.

    Shi Yi remained silent, knowing that what was supposed to come would always come.

    The man¡¯s face changed instantly and he smiled, ¡°It¡¯s okay, I can replace him.¡±

    "I'm really sorry, Mr. Zhang. I'll ask Yi Mo to have a few more drinks with you next time."

    " Actually, Hua Jifang didn't need to say much. No one in the Tang Dynasty would dare to stop him. She grabbed Shi Yimo's hand and pulled him out. Even though she had rich experience, she was still a little worried.

    "Yimo"

    The corridor is very wide, but Hua Jifang's voice is particularly pleasant to the ear.

    "I'm sorry, you, you should hang up the green card. Sister Hua has really tried her best."

    Hua Jifang was shaking like a sieve. Only then did Shi Yimo notice the rough fingerprints on her face. The person who slapped her was merciless.

    "Sister Hua."

    Hua Jifangqu smiled bitterly and raised her hands to cover her face, "Fortunately, it was Young Master Ye who took action. I'm lucky."

    For some reason, Shi Yimo burst out laughing, and Hua Jifang's eyes couldn't help but swell.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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