Chapter 916 Talk ·

"Miss Weiwei has been with her husband for so many years, and her husband also has a lot of affection for Miss Weiwei." Comrade Xiaoqian said.

Anyang narrowed his eyes, didn't say anything, turned around and held her hand, afraid that she would feel unhappy because of it, but the response he received was that Comrade Xiaoqian also held his hand tightly.

"My husband cares about me very much, I am very happy, and my husband should also know that for a classical woman, this is actually an extravagant hope." Comrade Xiaoqian looked down at him calmly, with a faint smile, "I I really shouldn't expect too much, my husband has given me a lot that I shouldn't have, and I'm already very satisfied."

After a pause, she said calmly: "I love my husband very much, and I also hope that my husband belongs to me alone, but the fact is that I will not be happy because of it, and naturally, I will not be sad because my husband accepts Miss Weiwei. ."

Anyang lowered his head slightly and did not look at her, but his eyes were still flickering.

As an adult with three normal views, who is highly educated and has read a lot of books, of course he knows that feudalism is completely poisonous to women.

There is no evidence that a woman who lived in feudal ancient times would not mind the man she loves having three wives and four concubines, even if she has been poisoned to the point that she thinks that a man's three wives and four concubines are justified, and that she should accept her man's favor with peace of mind. All decisions, and even the jealousy and dissatisfaction that arise in my heart, should not be there. But she would still be dissatisfied, and then she would sigh silently and keep stressing to herself that she really shouldn't have such emotions.

Unless her spirit has been completely distorted, unless she doesn't even know what she wants, she will really be indifferent to her lover sharing love with another woman.

All those who think that "ancient women would not mind their men taking concubines" are in-depth patients with straight male cancer and YY disease, and they will also be standard male chauvinists, and most of these people are not very old, Not enough experience.

You must know that women in ancient society were also human. She was blindfolded by male chauvinism, but she still had human emotions and still thought according to the way of human thinking! Have you considered this in the first place? No one will willingly give half of their love to others for no reason. Even if she agrees, even if she wants to, she will eventually feel sad.

Comrade Xiaoqian is the same.

At least Anyang thinks so.

If you love someone, why would you want her to be hurt? Who says women have to sacrifice their emotions for men? After all, machismo is a must!

But the words on the phone screen pierced into his heart like a sharp knife. It was so sharp and full of deep emotions, it almost summed up everything he and Ji Weiwei were together, and the result was like a heavy hammer. It seemed to hit him in the heart, making him sit on the roof alone for a long time in silence.

You didn't intend to blow through the hall, but you just caused torrents.

At this time, Comrade Xiaoqian took a deep breath and said calmly and leisurely: "Husband, you and I have been together for a long time, and nothing is impossible. In this long road, it is best not to lose everything at the beginning. There is only my husband left, so in the end, if my husband doesn’t want it, it’s just me.”

Anyang's heart suddenly trembled again.

Since he felt so distressed for the woman beside him, this made him think of a faraway place in an instant.

Maybe in the future, he will also lose everything.

After a long while, Anyang said: "Maybe it's because Ji Weiwei and I have been in a relationship for too long, and it's fermented to the point where I can't even taste it, or maybe it's the dust accumulated in the days that blinded my eyes, but in yours. In your eyes, what kind of relationship do you think Ji Weiwei and I have?"

"Ms. Weiwei has been infatuated with her husband for so many years, the husband must know it, and she said frankly, this is really touching and cannot be let down." Comrade Xiaoqian said quietly, not even the slightest sadness or joy could be heard in his voice, "On the surface It’s just that Miss Weiwei is infatuated with her husband, but it’s actually just Miss Weiwei taking the initiative. If you exclude Miss Weiwei’s active behavior, in fact, there is not much difference between Miss Weiwei and Miss Weiwei’s husband.”

When Anyang heard the words, he immediately fell silent.

In the chess game, the mind is disturbed by winning and losing, by the pieces, by the opponent, and even by the cold wind and the scorching sun. Of course, no bystander can see clearly.

Comrade Xiaoqian continued to take a deep breath, and looked at the lights of the city's tall buildings in the distance, and said: "Miss Weiwei has always given everything for her husband, and the husband is willing to give everything for Miss Weiwei at the critical moment, and Miss Weiwei will always care. Husband, husband will also care about Miss Weiwei, you see, is it the same?"

Anyang did not answer.

It was too late, and the lights of the high-rise buildings in the distant city gradually went out. From here, the light of the street lights was extremely dim, and only the huge signboard was still glowing, and no one noticed that the sky in this area was unusually clear.

Anyang looked up at the stars above his head, and Xiaoqian accompanied him to look at the stars.

He didn't get up until it was very late, and Comrade Xiaoqian followed him downstairs and said, "Husband, don't let Miss Weiwei down."

Anyang was also silent, not even daring to look at her.

Glancing to the side, it happened to meet the eyes of two pairs of eyes on the top of the other villa. It seemed that it was Huang Lan and Xiaochan who were cultivating at night, but their cultivation process was obviously not serious.

Back in the room, lying on the bed, he held his mobile phone for a long time, and the text message page never went out.

Comrade Xiaoqian did not lie next to him, but sat on the beautifully decorated bay window holding a book, looking at the downlight overhead, leaving the space and time to Anyang alone.

She only occasionally heard the sound of flipping books, which made the quiet room more peaceful, and her figure sitting on the bay window was also very calming, with long hair hanging down, and a beautiful face very focused, gentle and full Full of intellectual beauty.

Anyang still made up his mind, typed a long string of words, and then deleted them. After repeating this several times, he finally said, "Are you sober?"

This is simply a nonsense word that is not salty or bland!

Fortunately, Comrade Xiaoqian was reading the book very intimately. If he was so awkward around him, he would have to laugh at him.

Obviously Ji Weiwei thought so too, so Anyang quickly received a reply, which was a long list of ellipses.

"..."

Anyang paused. The decisiveness in the past was thrown into the trash can at this time. He continued: "I went to deal with some things overnight last night. I have been busy until today, and I just saw your news."

Ji Weiwei returned a series of ellipses.

Just when Anyang thought she would not send it again, she saw another text message from Ji Weiwei: "Don't you usually pretend that you didn't see it when you saw it? Why are you so hypocritical today, and you deliberately bring it out?"

"You know hypocrisy too?"

"Yeah, I felt hypocritical when I saw it myself, and I got goosebumps all over, but luckily it happened when I was drunk!"

"Tell the truth after drinking!"

Ji Weiwei was silent for a long time this time, and then sent a text message: "You are very strange today! What are you excited about? Tell this goddess to gain insights."

"... stimulated by you."

"what?"

This time, Anyang was silent for a long time, and then he said straight to the point: "Am I particularly sorry for you?"

"What's wrong with you?" Ji Weiwei was surprised.

"I'm discussing business with you!"

"...I'm a little confused."

"I really do disappoint you."

"It's not your fault, maybe it's because we were too familiar before we grew up. After finally growing up, you suddenly fell in love with Jiang Xinrou, and I was still brainless to help you out!" A text message sent After finishing, Ji Weiwei immediately sent another text message, "You said what would have happened if I had played some scheming to kill Jiang Xinrou?"

"Who knows, but you wouldn't do that."

"...Nima, you are really a topic terminator! How can you let me continue like this? I can't find how to speak to me."

Anyang typed a series of ellipses and sent it over, and said, "Let's meet and talk. When are you free, let's meet and chat at some time."

"You are really stimulated, are you convenient now, is your girlfriend by your side, or should I give you a call?"

"I can't tell on the phone." Anyang said, "I have experienced a lot of incredible things over the years, and there are also many secrets that I have never dared to tell anyone. Do you want to hear it?"

"What! You really have something to hide from me!"

"Didn't you tell me about the mole on your chest?"

"You... how did you know?"

"I see it occasionally!"

"You can't even see that spot, so tell me honestly, have you peeked at me taking a shower in junior high or high school?"

The serious and serious late-night chat turned into nonsense between the two, and it didn't end until Ji Weiwei couldn't bear the sleepiness.

And when Anyang turned off his phone, Comrade Xiaoqian turned his head and glanced at him with a smile. He didn't say anything. He continued to read a paragraph with his head down, and then he closed the book and sat down on the sofa. On the bed, he said to Anyang, "Have you made up your mind?"

"All right."

"Then go to sleep!" Comrade Xiaoqian threw himself towards Anyang, and turned off the light with a finger, leaving only the bedside lamp emitting a dim orange-red light, making the room very ambiguous.

And something even more humbling happened.

The next day, Ji Weiwei directly asked for leave and made an appointment with him at the top cafe of Cheng Mao Building.

As soon as they met, she said: "What stimulated you? Isn't your relationship with your girlfriend very good? Did something happen? Or were you struck by lightning? Fall into a cesspit? Was your head smashed by an apple? "

Anyang couldn't help laughing bitterly, so he could only say, "Do you remember the secret I told you?"

"certainly!"

"Do you want to hear it?"

Ji Weiwei didn't say a word, just looked at him with an idiot's eyes - isn't this nonsense?

Anyang adjusted his mind very calmly, stared into Ji Weiwei's eyes, and said, "If I told you that the An Group was founded by me, would you believe it?"

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