Xu Huanxi gives orders to Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Jiangsu and Zhejiang are old timers who know how to adjust, teach new people and Workplace bullying.
Summer sunshine, right?
Count her, right?
Working in her studio, with her salary.
She doesn''t look for something to kill Xia Yangguang. She''s sorry for her position as the boss.
Xu Huanxi sat in his car, all over revealed a kind of fatigue.
The world is so big that she really has nowhere to go.
You say, how can churuse be such a person? She had to be driven to the point where there was no way back.
Next, what should she do?
She has learned all the truth - that his identity is deception; that his marriage is responsible, that he covets her children; and that over the years, he has always wanted to take flowers.
At this time, some cruel truth, she is particularly naive and ridiculous.
It is clear that she is the one with deep love. It is Xue Jinyun that she has been thinking about for so many years.
This relationship, unfair to the extreme, Chu such as like a high almsgiving, like a dormant predator in the dark.
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After a short rest, Xu Huanxi starts her car and drives towards the end of the marriage.
She''s home, truss''s home.
She almost didn''t even have the courage to go in. There were traces of her life in every corner.
But she never thought that churuse had been good to her, only based on guilt and greed.
That man is really terrible. He can act so well.
Xu Huanxi turned out his carefully prepared gift, pale and cold fingers, slowly stroked the soft fabric.
In fact, it''s just a very simple handmade sweater and scarf. For her clever design God, it only takes one week to prepare.
Of course, in the heavy work and life to squeeze out time to prepare for these, in fact, it really consumed her a lot of energy.
But, she is willing, she likes Chu such, wants to give her all the best.
Now, it seems.
This carefully prepared gift is ridiculous.
Xu Huanxi''s expressionless face grabs the scissors beside him and cuts the friendship with a cold face.
She felt as if the scissors were in her heart, and her eyes were red.
She once imagined how handsome the man she loved would be when he wore this suit.
She used to care about this feeling, but now she is in a mess.
In the end.
She still can''t help it. She crawls in the design room and wails.
Fortunately.
She''s got everyone out of the way.
She was the only one enjoying the fatal sadness.
No one can see her embarrassment. She will be like the proud statue of liberty. Even if she is struck by thunder 600 times a year, she still holds the torch and stands proud.
She didn''t know how long she had been crying. The whole empty room was filled with her wailing voice. Her tears and snot came down together, just like a dog whose eyes were broken by someone.
Finally, she cried to no strength, in this cold winter, a person crawling on the ground. It''s like a broken doll without a soul.
The wall clock in the room, slowly made a sound, impartial, twelve.
It''s already 12 o''clock at noon, she can''t be like a weak child, blindly escaping from this result.
She''s been running away for a long time, hasn''t she?