urban life

Chapter 456 Self-righteous
Zhou An and Xie Zhao drank a cup of tea together, chatted for a while, and then he left.

Back home, Zhou An continued to clean the house, checking for omissions and filling vacancies. He had no intention of hiring a cleaning lady. He felt that there were a few more strangers in the familiar and warm family. They came in and out, ran around, and got to know their family Privacy is an awkward thing.

He didn't bother to bother others with things he could handle by himself.

After cleaning, Zhou An went out and threw a pile of rubbish into the trash can.

"Zhou Zhou. Uncle Zhou."

A delicate voice sounded, stammering.

Zhou An smiled lightly, turned around and said to Xue Yi, "Hi, big star."

Xue Yi stood at the back, crossed his hands, placed them below, lowered his body slightly, with an embarrassing expression on his face.

Standing behind her was her manager, that "shrewd" and "distinctive" short-haired woman who could tell Zhou An's "true" identity at a glance.

Compared to Xue Yi, that manager behaved more modestly and respectfully, even reaching a state of humbleness, his body bones were almost lowered to the ground.

The moment the agent found out about Zhou An's identity, he seemed to be standing alone in the Antarctic world. There was no place in his body that did not feel the severe cold from the inside out, from the body to the heart.

The agent couldn't believe it, how he met someone at random, how he became a big boss in the blink of an eye, and got acquainted with the rich man Xie Zhao.

Even though there is a significant age gap with Xie Zhao, the two are still friends of the same generation.

It is obvious that Xie Zhao can make friends of the same generation, and the other party is not an unknown person, or even an ordinary person.

And she, a mere manager, actually spoke rudely and arrogantly at the other party.

While the manager blamed himself and regretted it, he still had a few complaints in his heart.

You are a rich man, why do you go to the pancake and fruit stall early in the morning, delicacies from mountains and seas, delicacies can’t satisfy your taste buds?
And why do you look so young, if I were a little older, I wouldn't be so rebellious, the manager complained in his heart.

Zhou An didn't know that the two had so many psychological activities, so he glanced at the manager and said, "Don't call me uncle, am I that old?"

"Hehe." Xue Yi kept laughing, "Uncle Zhou, Mr. Zhou, I am sorry for my behavior this morning, please don't be angry."

The agent on the side also came back to his senses, and lowered his body: "Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry, I was wrong and I caused you trouble."

"Hi." Zhou An waved his hand, "It's just a few quarrels, no need to apologize."

He didn't take that matter to heart.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go first."

Seeing that the two were at a loss, Zhou An didn't communicate much, and then left, walked into the house, and closed the door, leaving the two of them alone in place.

After the Jian Lixin incident, he didn't want to have anything to do with people in the entertainment industry.

I have been in that "big dye vat" all year round, and everyone in it has [-] minds.

Putting aside the bodies of those people, there is nothing but the eyes of the heart inside.

nothing else.

Knowing about Xue Yi's deeds strengthened that point of view even more.

Where did Xue Yi become popular by accident, as people discussed, behind her sudden fame was all calculations and schemes, in order to push Xue Yi, Xie Zhao Company did a lot of work in it, and Xue Yi also reciprocated to Xie Jie .

Xue Yi in front of the screen is as cold as ice, cute and silly, but in reality she is as shrewd as a fox.

boom!
There was a violent sound from the door of the bungalow, and the two of them couldn't help shaking. They woke up instantly, and then looked at each other.

Suddenly Xue Yi felt a vibration in her pocket, she quickly took out her phone, clicked on the screen, looked at the information on it, her brows frowned, there was a big word "Chuan", she bit her lips tightly, as if she was about to bleed.

"What's wrong?" the agent asked.

"." Xue Yi was silent for a while, and replied, "Mr. Xie will not invest anymore."

"Why?" After hearing the words, the agent suddenly became angry, "You have been with Xie Jie for so long, and you have worked hard without credit. Now if you say you don't invest, you don't invest. Then all the previous efforts will be in vain."

"It has nothing to do with Xie Jie." Xue Yi shook his head, "Boss Xie personally ordered it."

"why?"

Xue Yi raised his head slightly and looked at the bungalow in front of him. It has a romantic and solemn temperament, a high foyer and a grand door, round arched windows and corner stone masonry, all of which are elegant and luxurious.

He said, "Don't you understand? We provoked Mr. Zhou, and Mr. Xie took back the investment."

"Why?" Hearing the response, the manager raised his voice an octave and looked at the door, "I admit that I misunderstood him at the time, and my voice was a little louder, but he also scolded me, so I didn't say much. Besides Yes, we both apologized, but he still refuses to forgive, do we have to kneel down and beg him for forgiveness?"

"Keep your voice down." Xue Yi looked deeply at his manager, and replied with a calm attitude, "If you haven't been with me for a long time, I will definitely quit you."

"Stop causing trouble outside for me in the future. If there is another time, pack up and go."

After finishing speaking, Xue Yi crossed her arms and left straight away.

She is a shrewd woman, and she knows that Xie Zhao is an out-and-out businessman, and she has calculations in everything she does.

Obviously, in Xie Zhao's mind, his own value was compared with the former's neighborhood relationship.

Not worth mentioning.

To put it more bluntly, she, Xue Yi, is an actress, so why should she match up with Zhou An, whose net worth is at least several billion.

The agent shrank his head, looked at the house, and then hurriedly followed.

"Ah."

Across the wall, Zhou An heard his manager complain and laughed.

As expected of Xie Zhao's piercing eyes, he could see the true nature of the two at a glance.

Even so, I still didn't understand what my mistake was.

opinionated.

"rogue!"

"Where did you go?"

"What are you staring at my chest for?"

"It's rare to see someone wearing such a low cut without even a little groove. I'm looking for it carefully."

"Ah, Zhou An, I will die with you."

Hou Mengting almost gritted her teeth, holding a long skirt in one hand and clenched her fist in the other, she came towards Zhou An.

"Ai ai ai." Zhou An suddenly turned pale with shock, instead of dodging the flying fist, he went up to him, hugged Hou Mengting's delicate body, he couldn't help exhaling, and said with a helpless attitude: " You useless woman, you will die."

Hou Mengting lightly punched him on the face, and couldn't help but feel a little proud: "Even if this girl is wearing a long skirt, her feet are as high as the sky, and she needs to support her stomach with one hand, I, Hou Mengting, will still beat you Zhou An."

After a pause, he tugged at the long skirt, b pouted his mouth, and complained: "Oh, I'm so annoying, the wedding dress is so boring, it's long and messy, and it's not comfortable to wear at all. If you want me to wear a pair of high heels, isn’t that bullying honest people?”

"I've been looking forward to it for so long, and everything has come to naught. Mr. Zhou, you give me back my sense of anticipation."

Hou Mengting's small mouth, like a machine gun, came towards Zhou An word by word.

"Don't wear high heels, just choose a wedding dress that is lighter." Zhou An replied, "It's just as good as it is, don't hurt yourself."

"No!" Hou Mengting tilted her head and refused, "Marriage must have a sense of ceremony. This girl must dress herself up beautifully, and get married in a beautiful way. Otherwise, what will happen next time you get married?"

"You haven't got your first marriage yet, so you're thinking about your second marriage?" Zhou An said speechlessly.

"whee."

Hou Mengting pursed her lips, smiled lightly, then left Zhou An's arms, and limped towards the fitting room with the support of the shop assistant.

As the wedding day approached, Zhou An and Hou Mengting picked a time to try on wedding dresses together.

About ten minutes later, Hou Mengting came out slowly, humming softly as she walked: "You put on a wedding dress, I put on cassock, and I shaved for you, and there are a few more scars on your head, brother also knows you I want to start a family with peace of mind, so brother can only bless you two with Amitabha Buddha."

After hearing this, Zhou An twitched the corners of his mouth.

This girl really has the idea of ​​cheating.

She has been humming this song all day today.

"How is it?" Walking out of the fitting room, Hou Mengting seemed to be extremely happy. She spread her hands and turned 360 degrees to show herself, and then asked.

"How do you describe it?" Zhou An stared at her, touched his chin and asked, "Mrs. Zhou, are you Snow White?"

A princess dress wedding dress, classic style, fluffy skirt, with layers of white gauze on top, as white as snow, the upper body is tighter, and the hem gradually widens, it looks lively but not smart.

There are layers of peaks, light gauze pervades, and softly woven roses and wedding dresses inlaid with gemstones.

That exquisitely perfect pretty face was filled with a bright smile, looking holy.

Hou Mengting is like Snow White, white and flawless, with curved eyebrows, big eyes, twinkling, as if she can talk.

"No." She shook her head lightly.

"You are." Zhou An replied.

"No."

"You are."

"No."

"Hou Mengting, are you sick?" Zhou An rolled her eyes, "I praise you."

Hou Mengting said with a regretful expression on her face: "Princess Snow White has a stepmother, but I don't."

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Zhou An pulled his face.

When Hou Mengting and Liu Shuhua called on the phone a few days ago, the mother-in-law kept teaching the former how to be a good mother, all kinds of experience and lessons. In the past, Hou Mengting usually nodded to this kind of nagging, um, you are right. .

Never talk back.

But last time, I didn’t know that my brain was short-circuited, it was because of the courage I gave her because I was pregnant, or I really owed her, but I actually educated Liu Shuhua, saying: "Oh, Mom, I don’t want my child to live in hell like me."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Shuhua immediately went crazy: "What do you mean? I made you a mistake, didn't I? Let you live in hell, right? Tell me clearly."

Because of this incident, Liu Shuhua continued to call for several days, and every time she kept berating Hou Mengting on the phone.

Mrs. Zhou is also a narrow-minded person, and she is still thinking about that matter.

Zhou An seemed to remember something, quickly took out the phone, turned on the recording function, put it near her mouth, and said excitedly, "I can't hear what you said."

"Get lost!" Hou Mengting glared at him.

If the sentence just now had been recorded, she would have to be handled by Zhou An for the rest of her life.

Then he turned around and walked to the fitting room again.

In the next half a day, Hou Mengting tried on many wedding dresses.

I have to admit that she is naturally beautiful, and she is so beautiful in whatever wedding dress she wears.

The mermaid-shaped wedding dress has a noble temperament, and the tube top skirt wedding dress looks charming. Even the short knee-length wedding dress also has the taste of a small woman.

A woman who is about to become a mother can still pretend to be tender.

No, it's really tender.

"Mr. Zhou, which one is the best?" After the trial, Hou Mengting put her head on his shoulder and stared ahead with a look of hesitation.

"It's all very much your style."

"Which outfit do I look best in?"

"En." Zhou Anka paused, then turned to tell the clerk at the side, "I want all the wedding dresses she tried on just now, thank you."

Then he said to Hou Mengting from the bottom of his heart: "Every outfit you wear looks the best."

A wedding dress is a memory and every girl's dream.

Zhou An wanted to make Mrs. Zhou's memories and dreams as long as possible, longer, and of course more expensive.

Hou Mengting smiled, looked at him with a little blurred eyes, and said, "Hey, Mr. Zhou, I really like the way you pay, you are so chic."

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Looking at the couple in front of him, the clerk couldn't help feeling envious of Hou Mengting.

Not only is she envious of her having a good-looking and rich husband, but also her husband's care and love for her.

It can be seen that this boy really likes girls and is willing to give everything.

In the past, when couples came to bridal shops to buy wedding dresses, most boys would give perfunctory answers to the choice of girls' wedding dresses, such as similar, whatever, beautiful and so on.

And Zhou An will make his own evaluation of each wedding dress that Hou Mengting wears, whether it fits the style, whether it looks slim or fat, and whether it complements her temperament. Every aspect is explained.

It is difficult for an ordinary man to achieve such details and love for his wife, but a rich man has done it, and he has done quite well.

"Beauty, beauty, are you okay?"

"Oh, sorry." A voice pulled the clerk out of his personal world. Looking at the handsome face, the clerk quickly bowed, "I'm a little distracted, and I'll pack it for you right away. I'm sorry."

The clerk hurriedly packaged all the wedding dresses that Hou Mengting had tried just now, and the counters were filled with wedding dresses.

Zhou An looked at the bill, and found that it was not as expensive as expected, and it was only more than 30.

Take out the bank card, and then swipe the card to settle the payment.

All the clerks in the bridal shop sent the two to the door, put the wedding dress into the car, and then bowed together and said, "Goodbye, sir and madam."

When the car disappeared into the vast crowd, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and began to chatter.

"Ahhh, I really want to have a rich husband. God give me a husband."

"Don't think about it, your dream is a daydream that you can't even dream of in the daytime. The truth is to work hard and make money well. In the future, when you have money, take care of a little milk dog."

"That won't work, I don't want to fight anymore."

"go to hell."

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(End of this chapter)