good luck

Chapter 768 Spring 4
Looking back and writing these few words and phrases, they are completely my own crazy words.

I'm like an aging woman standing by the river of time, watching the soup flowing, crying freely.Those past memories are entangled in a person's heart like weeds, and the longing is so deep that it will be difficult to breathe, as if being strangled by an invisible rope.

They all say that twenties are the best years for a girl.

Now I am 22 years old and I have nothing but abundant money.I am married but not in love, I have a lot of money but I am not happy.My husband is still a big profit-seeking businessman, and he still doesn’t like the way I dress. I have never participated in any of his business activities. He said, Xiaochun, if you can change all kinds of cotton and calico clothes in your closet, Maybe I'll consider hosting you at my party, maybe even get you a management position in the company.Xiaochun, you are very beautiful, but I don't like your dressing style, very much.Whenever that person comes home, whenever their eyes meet, he says that to me.

I habitually looked down at the clothes on my body. Today I was wearing a slim-fit cheongsam embroidered with large lotus flowers. I pulled my hair up high and put on a red agate hairpin.Forgot to mention, my hair started growing out years ago and has never been cut again.If Anhao saw me now, she might not recognize me.

Sometimes I also think that I am actually happy, although my husband and I don't have any relationship, and I don't even know his real purpose.I don't believe at all that he's my dad's friend, there's no reason, I just don't believe it anyway.I should be regarded as being bought by him, because my father hasn't shown up since the wedding, and the phone can't be reached.I know my father got a lot of money from him.

He said: "You can also choose to divorce me, anyway, I don't care. I can even give you a sum of money and let you live your own life."

Speaking of this, I just remembered that I haven’t told you my husband’s name, because I rarely call him by his name, and usually call me “Hi”, although he always calls me “Xiaochun” very seriously.

Xu Qingshan.his name.

We had been married for two years when he told me the equivalent of letting you go. We rarely quarreled. The only cause of the quarrel was that he complained about my taste, and I didn't change it.I have never spoken before, but when I am annoyed by the nagging, I will retort.Then he broke through the door.Must go home before twelve o'clock.

I thought about it and said, "If you want to leave, then leave. Anyway, I don't care."

I thought I would agree without hesitation, there was no love between us anyway.

"I won't do that. Xiaochun, you only have one chance. If you give up, you will have to follow me for the rest of your life. I don't know what you want, but I will fulfill my responsibilities as a husband." Xu Qingshan Say.

That was the first time I took a serious look at the man in front of me. I don't know when he became more attractive, with a sharp face, three-dimensional facial features, thin lips, and a tall and well-proportioned figure.The speaking voice is also very magnetic.Although there are many entertainments every day, he never stays out at night.No hangovers either.

Except for dissatisfaction with my dressing, never interfere with my life.

You are free, he said.

(End of this chapter)