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    2. It¡¯s rare to play casually and coolly

    Qiu Chan had just returned to the luxurious and modern-style apartment and was preparing to pack up her belongings to go home when Jianguo arrived.  During this period, Jianguo lived with her five days a week, which was a typical modern concept of love in which he lived together first and fell in love later.  Looking for rich people with power and money, whether it is to keep them or be mistresses, the commodity economy wraps modern women in the upper class society of rich people and power, which truly embodies the surreal values ????of women's biological capital.  Public opinion can criticize these people for their lack of morals, for squandering their beautiful youth in second-hand relationships or letting their bosses take care of them, or for having an age gap that is twice as small; wearing gold and silver, spending a lot of money, traveling around the world, and living a carefree upper class society.  The life of the rich is too rich.

    The more society develops, the greater the work pressure on people, and the wider the space for people to pursue wealth and power. In the 1930s, people with rich capital and wealth had three wives and four concubines in their families, or their aunts took away from them again and again.  The legal constraint of modern society is monogamy, but for modern elites with extremely strong capital, it is only a piece of paper. In the invisible life of these people, they are still kept, mistresses, and mistresses at their disposal.

    "It's rare to have some free time, and I just want to go out and relax and have fun." Qiu Chan put her arms around Zhang Jianguo's neck: "People who are unlucky will choke when they drink cold water."

    "Which of you, General Manager Tian, ??speaks out on principles? In addition to principles, she has principles." Zhang Jianguo hugged Qiu Chan and kissed her passionately and passionately: "Cicada, let me see. It's so beautiful, with a quiet and spring face.  This beautiful painting took away my soul."

    "She is a political person with a strong sense of professionalism. She is a person who is dedicated to doing good things for employees and doing practical things." Qiu Chan, who works on the board of directors, knows Yaqin's character well and sees the advantages that she has not discovered before: "Hey, you should ask  She should learn to be less selfish and do less things that harm the interests of employees. Do you hear me?"

    "You are so stupid. Which leading cadre does not stand on the side of the people when talking and doing things! Serving the people is my consistent work principle, Zhang Jianguo, otherwise he is not a good official." Zhang Jianguo kissed Qiu Chan's quiet and pretty face again, but  The obedient hand moved wildly on her ass: "Cicada, I have to go home to live for a while during this period. She - she is suspecting that our relationship is not normal. Besides, I have to stabilize her and dissuade her.  Suspicion."

    "You're lying to me again. You can't let go of your daughter and wife. What do you think of me, the second wife or the second concubine?" Qiu Chan pushed Zhang Jianguo away angrily. Her previously cheerful and public mood suddenly became uneasy, and she couldn't help but reveal her intention to hide evil.  The bad doctrine that has been hidden in the soul for a long time: "No, I don't agree."

    Zhang Jianguo was still grinning, and he was trying to please her by changing his smile: "Baby, we are all like this and you still don't believe me? Baby, I did this for our safety. If she really believes it, we will  Very passive. Really, I¡¯m not going to lie to you.¡±

    "I want you to divorce your wife immediately and we get married immediately. I never want to live a life where people are neither human nor ghosts." Qiu Chan pushed Zhang Jianguo away again, and she used very hard force: "  Do not touch me."

    Apart from Zhang Jianguo¡¯s grin, he couldn¡¯t see any evil intentions hidden deep in his soul.  He has a good reputation as a gentleman outside, a leader that employees trust, and at home he is at least a good husband, a model couple, and a good father to his daughter: "Baby, I will do two things when I go back this time. The first thing is to be stable.  She, dispel any doubts about us, and then consider divorce or other measures. The second thing I want to tell her clearly is that our relationship is just a normal relationship. Now that we have no contact, I will also invite Xun Huangui to my home to talk to her.  Guest, prove that everything I do is for you."

    "You won't lie to me?" Qiu Chan asked worriedly.

    "When did I tell a lie?" Zhang Jianguo pulled her into his arms and kissed her while taking off her clothes.

    "No, who am I?" Qiu Chan gently took away his hand to unbuckle: "If you don't obey, I will ignore you."

    "I don't believe it." Zhang Jianguo's hand kept touching her private parts.

    "Go, go, you saucy man, you hate it." Qiu Chan was quiet and delicate, and her sweet smile that looked like a fairy attracted Zhang Jianguo, and her flirtatious beauty cost him a lot of money, including power and status.

    A white 2.0 BMW automatic luxury car parked in front of her house, and several cars of different brands were parked next to it. Qiu Chan opened the door and carried several large packages of gifts in the trunk.  Before she even entered the door, she shouted: "Brother Weicheng, come and help me."

    Zeng Weicheng ran out of the house and saw Qiu Chan. He was stunned and didn't know what to say.  I hadn't seen my sister for a while, and when I suddenly saw her, she looked shy and blushed, and my cheeks, which had just been shaved, were white with blue. He was very particular about being well-dressed, clean and thick at all times.  Although he is not an upper-class young man with status and money, he is a reliable, honest and honest man who lives at home.

    "Look at my godmother and give me a hand"??!  "Qiu Chan was funny in her heart, she really looked like a silly big brother.

    "Oh - give it to me, give it all to me." He held the two big bags in his sister's hands and strode home without looking back.

    "Brother Weicheng, godmother is walking so fast, please wait for me!" Qiu Chan chased after a few big steps and caught up at the corner of the door.  At this time, as usual, she held Brother Weicheng's arm openly and smiled happily.

    "Mom, Qiu Chan is back." Zeng Weicheng carefully placed the gift bag on the table and took the paper bag in Qiu Chan's hand.

    "Mom, my daughter misses you every day." Qiu Chan supported Yang Qin and patted the dirt on her clothes while saying, "Mom, please rest and let me and Brother Weicheng do it."

    Qiu Chan and Weicheng continued to do the work that Yang Qin had not finished.  They moved some old furniture out of a small room, and the two of them cleared the room of debris and dust. They carefully removed the mirror baskets and calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and used chicken feather brushes to sweep away the dust on the wall.  Then use water to clean the old table, chairs, and two large wardrobes. Although these old things are a little old and are worthless junk in the eyes of young people, Yang Qin regards these cars as treasures.  After a few hours, Qiu Chan and Weicheng seemed to have emerged from the gray hole, their bodies and faces covered with black ash.  In particular, Qiu Chan wore a beautiful dress with a wide open collar. She had bought it for twelve hundred yuan a week ago. Now it was completely stained, and there were a few holes in it from rusty nails in two places.  A pair of beautiful and fashionable milky white leather shoes were also stained, and her hair and face were all black and gray. There were only two bright eyes dancing happily on her face, with an affectionate smile.

    "Brother Weicheng, you look like a tabby cat. If you draw some whiskers here, it will look more like it." Qiu Chan found a chopstick and got some ink in the ink bottle: "Don't move, draw here, and draw again here."  .Well, it really looks like a tabby cat.¡±

    Zeng Weicheng is like a very well-behaved child, standing in front of Qiu Chan and playing with her.  Then he found a large round mirror and couldn't help but smile and said: "You are more like a little tabby cat, a particularly cute Persian cat."

    "Ah - I'm so ugly, you are so bad, so bad." Qiu Chan's two small fists hit Weicheng's thick and broad chest hard, and she suddenly felt hot and sweet in her heart: "Why didn't my godmother tell me earlier?  ?¡±

    "I think this is the real Qiu Chan, the original Qiu Chan when we have fun together." Weicheng always wants to transcend emotion at such times, a love emotion that has been oppressed deep in his heart for a long time.

    "Am I not the original Qiu Chan now?" Qiu Chan asked with a serious expression.

    "No, it has changed a lot." Weicheng's answer was serious.

    ¡°Have you become ugly or a woman?¡± Qiu Chan¡¯s answer was very reserved this time.

    "I don't know." Weicheng knew it, but didn't want to say it.

    "I don't know what it means?" Qiu Chan sat next to her, leaning her head gently on Brother Weicheng's shoulder: "Brother Weicheng, I want to buy a house for my mother so that she can live happily in the sunset.  "

    "But I don't have much money on hand." Weicheng's unit's economic performance is not good, and it can't afford much money at the moment.

    "Who wants you to give money? Don't say any more, I have the final say this time." Qiu Chan has always been like this, saying exactly what she wants to do.

    "But I am a man and her son. The task of improving the living environment of the elderly should be mine, not you." Weicheng had indeed wanted to buy a house for Yang Qin for a long time, but he delayed and missed the best time to buy.  The current housing prices vary from day to day, which is more chaotic than the prices of vegetables in the wet market, and exceeds the law of economic development that the income ratio and housing prices increase.

    "Hey, you can't tell. All of a sudden, the tail of masculinity is raised. I don't like it! Stop talking, just do what I say. That's it, I'm going to take a shower." Qiu Chan was wrapping the bag  I took out the clothes I wanted to change and went to the bathroom singing a popular Internet song.
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