urban life

Chapter 375 Love is a glass of wine, anyone who drinks it will get drunk.

"Oh, can you hurry up?"

"I'm fast enough."

"Hurry up."

"Hurry up, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

"I can stand it."

"."

Zhou An glanced at the ladies who were carefully putting on makeup with their legs on the passenger seat, sighed helplessly, stepped on the accelerator, and the car instantly accelerated, overtook the vehicles on the road, and drove forward.

Back in Shanghai, after a short vacation, the two of them gradually returned to normal life. Zhou An sent Mr. Hou to work as usual.

Maybe I’ve been with Zhou An for a long time, maybe I’m lazy, maybe I haven’t adapted to work life, Hou Mengting stayed in bed on the first day of work, no matter what Zhou An told her, she didn’t get up, and she didn’t leave home until eight o’clock, and she didn’t think of going to work , work hard, and set a good example of diligence for your fiancé.

In order to prepare for the new year's return to work, she also specially put on makeup.

"Does it look good?" Hou Mengting put her right fingertips on her chin after the transformation, and blinked Kazilan's big eyes charmingly.

A pair of impeccable eyes, with eye circles lightly painted around them, appear even bigger and brighter.

"It looks good!" Zhou An nodded.

When it was said that it was makeup, the sisters also painted the eyelids, and left nothing on the rest.

Despite this, her usual elegant and delicate face is a little more charming, with both a demure temperament and a taste of Yujie.

There is no way, this girl is born beautiful and hard to give up, her foundation is too good, a little makeup will make people's eyes bright and dazzled.

"Hey." After being praised, Hou Mengting smiled sweetly, like flowers blooming on her beautiful face, but it seemed a little silly to Zhou An, and suddenly she frowned again, and her tone was a little troubled, "Why is there a traffic jam again? The public transportation is terrible, and there are traffic jams three hundred and sixty-five days a year, which is really tiring."

"I'm not tired from driving, but my back hurts from driving." Zhou An replied lightly.

"It's all your fault!"

"Blame me?" The front was blocked again, Zhou An slowly slowed down the car, stared wide-eyed, as if it was unbelievable that he could be blamed, then nodded in agreement and said, "Hey, yes, yes, blame me, blame me, Blame me for staying in bed, blame me for being lazy, blame me for not being a rich wife, but going to work just to earn those three melons and two dates, that damned self-esteem."

This can all be blamed on him, it is hard to understand the thinking logic of the sisters.

But - Zhou An already wholeheartedly approved that the other party could say such a thing.

Because this girl's brain is confused, why should he "care about" with a patient with "terminal cancer", at most a few words of yin and yang.

Hou Mengting kicked Zhou An's leg with her tender and white feet, and said unhappily: "Why would you buy a broken Rolls-Royce if you have money? No matter how luxurious a car is on the road, it's a waste. You can't buy a helicopter." Is it not your fault?"

Zhou An thought for a few seconds, then said in a deep voice, "It makes sense!"

There is a fart reason!

A helicopter that can fly in Shanghai not only costs money, but also human connections.

Where can he find it?

This lady put forward all kinds of suggestions and opinions all day long, none of which can be thought of by humans.

Zhou An drove at full speed all the way, but stopped and stopped, and was late after all.

Hou Mengting's wish to never be late for work in the next year was shattered on the first day of work.

The wish that was made yesterday will dissipate today, come and go quickly.

Downstairs of the Yinhe Building, groups of office workers in suits and leather shoes walked vigorously,
Fa rushed to the building, the seemingly glamorous white-collar workers, middle-income groups, in order to live, are not as happy as imagined.

Since she was already late, Hou Mengting simply put on a mess and sat in the car for about ten minutes. When the number of people in the building gradually decreased, she slowly put on her white shoes, opened the car door, looked up at her man and said, "Let's go!" !Come pick me up later.”

"Okay." Zhou An nodded. Seeing the other party lift his leg to leave, he immediately shouted, "Hey, beauty, what's the matter? You don't pay the fare for the car?"

"rogue!"

Hou Mengting cursed softly, turned around, stretched her neck, and her delicate red lips were printed on that handsome face.

The time is short and the force is very light.

Zhou An narrowed his eyes slightly, as if reminiscing about the beauty of that moment, and then said seriously: "You don't pay the fare for the car, your behavior is not very good."

"roll!"

"okay!"

Witnessing the luxury car disappearing into the distance with her own eyes, Hou Mengting slowly retracted her gaze, with a perfect arc drawn at the corner of her mouth, shaking her head slightly, humming softly, while walking towards the company, leaving a group of working singles alone.

[A boy, a girl, in broad daylight, bright and bright, dare to do such a 'meaningful' thing, deeply hurt our fragile hearts, I want to call the police, what is the 110 phone number? 】

[Ahhh, this damn love, I have the urge to fall in love again. 】

[You don't call it love, it's called victimization. 】

[If there is a handsome guy who drives a big car and I fall in love, I am willing to be hurt by him, come on, come, baby, torture me to your heart's content. 】

【You gradually become abnormal. 】

【.】

After entering the building and getting on the elevator, Hou Mengting finally returned to her company, Dameisheng Culture and Entertainment Co., Ltd. after a short elevator time, more than two months later.

Looking at the sign above, she took a deep breath and walked into the company.

"Cough, cough, cough" The lady at the front desk was eating breakfast quietly. The moment she saw Hou Mengting, she felt very nervous, and instantly choked on the milk, coughing again and again, her face turned red, she suppressed her cough hard, and stammered. : "Mr. Houhou, good morning, Mr. Hou."

"Good morning." Hou Mengting pursed her lips, with an indifferent smile on her face, "Am I a devil? You see me so nervous."

After a pause, he walked to the front desk, took out a tissue and handed it to the other party, and continued: "You eat yours, leave me alone, and only by fully supplementing your nutrition can you complete a good job."

After the lady at the front desk took the tissue, Hou Mengting shook her head with a smile, and then stepped into the company.

There were two young ladies at the front desk, and they all watched the beautiful figure disappear behind the door in a salute manner, as if they were stunned. The two were stunned for several seconds, then slowly woke up, and looked at each other , eyes full of surprise.

"Hiss, is this our President Hou?" The caught young lady opened her eyes wide and muttered to herself.

A young lady next to her touched her chin and thought, "It's a bit fake!"

"Fake! It's too fake!" The tissue paper in the hands of the captured young lady slowly fell to the ground, and she regained consciousness, her tone full of disbelief, "According to the past, she is good if she doesn't say a word about us. , but just now he was very nice, he didn't teach me a lesson, he didn't nag about work, he handed me a tissue and told me to eat well. What's even more weird is that Mr. Hou actually smiled at me and showed me a slight smile. .”

Speaking of this, the young lady shook her body, as if feeling a chill: "Hiss, it's so cold! Mr. Hou seems to be a different person, isn't she our Mr. Hou?"

"You are cheap! Treating you a little bit better, I actually feel uncomfortable." The young lady next to me picked up the tissue on the ground and threw it into the trash can. She seemed to understand something, and said in the tone of a person who has experienced it, "This is called the power of love." , the nourishment of love. You are still young, you don't understand."

"You know? Are you still single?"

"Send you a word, Ma Liu roll!"

Hou Mengting is a Scorpio, born with a cold aura in her bones, not good at talking with people, and easy to reject people thousands of miles away. She has always faced others with the idea of ​​talking less.

However, after falling in love with Zhou An, especially after meeting her future parents-in-law and getting to know a lot of relatives and friends, she suddenly found that talking was not that difficult.

Of course, in front of outsiders, Hou Mengting can't be as expressive and diverse as in front of Zhou An. She likes to act coquettishly and 'act' with her buddies, but sometimes she can still do it with a slight smile.

Not very enthusiastic, but not as cold as before.

Love is a glass of wine, anyone who drinks it will get drunk.

Hou Mengting stepped into the company with a slight smile on her lips, hoping to make a good impression on her subordinates on the first day of work.

However, to her disappointment, her employees and subordinates seemed to be possessed by evil spirits. When they saw her, their faces paled, they kept bowing, and greeted her humbly, with an image of fear, even more so than before. of fear.

A person's impression is deeply engraved deep in the mind, and it is difficult to reverse it in a short time.

Knowing this truth, Hou Mengting sighed helplessly, raised her eyes to look at the employees and subordinates who were watching her, her face was serious, and her voice was low: "What are you looking at, go to work."

Upon hearing this, the surprised employees all heaved a sigh of relief, and then went to their own business, the office was enveloped in a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere.

It’s fine to get this out early, and I’m scared when you make those smiles.

"Tingting, are you sick?" Walking into the office, before she could close the door, Xiang Jing ran over with a pile of documents, opened the door, stretched out a hand to wipe Hou Mengting's forehead, and measured on his forehead, he said doubtfully, "I don't have a fever."

"close the door!"

"oh oh."

After stepping into the office, Hou Mengting said while pouring water, "If you have something to talk about, get out if you have nothing to do."

For this best friend and future sister-in-law, her attitude will not be so friendly. Once she is friendly, the other party will appoint a dyeing workshop and make some troubles.

"Oh Tingting." Upon hearing this, Xiang Jing became unhappy, pouted her lips, shook her shoulders from side to side, and looked extremely unhappy, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, and this is how you treat me? Believe it or not Tell Aunt Liu that you bullied me."

"Go." Hou Mengting took the pile of documents, and said in a gossip manner, "Go, I'll kill you."

After Xiang Jing added Liu Shuhua's contact information, she also learned about Hou Mengting's weakness and disadvantage. That was her own biological mother, who often said bad things in Liu Shuhua's ear, how she bullied her and Hou Junda.

In order to avenge her future daughter-in-law, Liu Shuhua often troubled Hou Mengting.

Hou Mengting didn't dare to fight against her mother, so she usually had to vent her anger on Xiang Jing, reprimanding her at least, and even Hou Junda would suffer at worst, one person repaired two, a crushing lesson.

After countless times of education, Xiang Jing no longer dared to threaten her in front of her best friend.

Xiang Jing shrank her head, her eyes flickered, as if she was terrified.

"Oh, that's right." While looking at the document, Hou Mengting suddenly thought of something, patted her forehead, and said softly, "My mother asked you to come to my house during the Spring Festival this year. See if you have time. If you think the time is not suitable, I will go Tell my mom."

Liu Shuhua and Hou Lin are very concerned about their children's marriage.

When the daughter's life-long event is settled, it's the son's turn, and he often urges him.

Hou Mengting was also implicated, implying that she brought this best friend back to meet and discuss marriage, and it doesn't seem like a big deal to always play like this.

However, Hou Mengting doesn't want to persecute Xiang Jing or restrain Xiang Jing with some kind of moral kidnapping or girlfriend affection. Love sometimes takes time to ferment.

If Xiang Jing is not willing, she will be the one who stands out and help her best friend out.

"Yeah..." Xiang Jing is a carefree person, but she is always extremely shy and restrained when it comes to emotional matters. There are a pair of smart dimples on her face, and her piercing eyes are turning from time to time. She is at a loss. Gradually turning crimson, with small eyes looking around, "Yeah"

"Well, fart, I don't want you to talk about it."

Xiang Jing struggled for a long time, her blushing face seemed to drip water, and she said in a voice like a mosquito, "Let's talk about it! It's just the end of the new year."

"That's true." Hou Mengting thought for a while, then nodded.

There are 360 ​​five days in a year, so many things are going to happen, it is too early to think so much.

Falling in love is the best stage of life. When you are carefree and only think about each other, you don’t need to take care of your family, and you are not alone. If you maintain a longer relationship, it will be a precious memory when you grow old.

Don't wait until you are old, sitting in a wheelchair, remembering the experience of bringing up the baby, and the memories of supporting the elderly, but there is no beautiful love in the world of two people, and some are just "completed" like venting. homework', how sad that would be.

"Boom boom boom!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter!"

Hearing the knock on the door, Hou Mengting immediately knew who it was, slowly put down the document in her hand, and looked up at the door.

Ren Zi, another vice president of Dameisheng Company, walked in slowly. She was still wearing a black suit, simple high-heeled shoes, and her whole body was capable.

"Mr. Hou, Happy New Year." A smile appeared on Ren Zi's face, and she couldn't help admiring, "I haven't seen you for a few months, and you seem to be getting more and more beautiful and younger, which is really enviable."

Hou Mengting is wearing a snow-white turtleneck sweater today, and her lower body is blue denim. It is simple and concise, but very elegant and attractive.

Looking at other people's figure, appearance, temperament, no matter how simple the clothes are, they still wear an elegant posture, Ren Zi couldn't help being envious.

No matter how workaholic a woman is, she still cannot get rid of her pursuit of beauty.

Hou Mengting smiled: "Happy New Year."

(End of this chapter)