Xiao Jinling is getting married. I am not interested in this matter. I hate this kind of woman the most. She is quite old. If she were to find a man to marry seriously, it would not be true. However, she still likes young men.

I did receive the invitation. When the secretary handed it over, it was put in a red envelope. I asked and heard that it was hers. I waved to the secretary and said, "Throw it away. I feel sick when I see it."

When Gu Bei called me, I had just finished lunch, scanned yesterday's real estate prices in various places, and then started working in the afternoon. Then the phone rang. He rarely calls me during my working hours.

After answering the phone, Gu Bei's voice had a more intriguing flavor: "Second brother, Xiao Jinling is getting married, and my mother received the invitation."

"I know, why did you call me specifically about this matter? What does it have to do with us?"

"You mentioned to me before, what is the name of the second sister-in-law's unmarried fiancé?"

He asked this suddenly, and I understood what he meant at that time, and asked him in my heart: "Gu Bei, what do you mean by this? Why did you ask about him?"

"Xiao Jinling's marriage partner is named Xu Zhi. I just want to ask if this is the same person?"

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I hung up the phone, walked out and said to Xiao Wu: "Where's that invitation just now? Is it the one for Xiao Jinling's wedding?"

She pointed to the wastebasket beside her and said, "You asked me to throw it away, so I threw it away."

Ignoring her stunned expression, I dug out the invitation card from the wastebasket, then opened it and saw that the groom: Xu Zhi.

Xu Zhi, I read the name again, and the man's face flashed through my mind.

After working for many years, I have interacted with many people, but not many whose faces and names I can remember. I can have an impression of him just because he is the person He Sang likes.

So why does he do this?

The work efficiency this afternoon was very low. I thought about this matter over and over in my mind. To be on the safe side, I asked Xiao Wu to check it in private. It turned out to be the same person.

From the beginning to the end, I actually cared about the attitude of only one person, and that was He Sang.

What would she think if He Sang knew about this? Xu Zhi and He Sang are the same age, and Xiao Jinling is nearly twenty years older than him. The twenty-year age difference makes me believe in love. It is simply a fantasy, especially

Whether it's the older one or a woman, I don't believe it anyway.

Originally we agreed not to attend the wedding, after all, we didn't want to see that woman Xiao Jinling, but now I have changed my mind.

When I went back in the evening, it was already late after I had finished socializing. She had gone to bed and left a lamp for me. I looked at her face through the light. Her face was as big as a palm, but she seemed not to have slept well. There were some slight wrinkles between her eyebrows.

Wrinkling, what did she think of?

It's not without hesitation. I hesitate to let her know about this matter. In fact, it doesn't matter if I don't tell her, but there is a little claw scratching my heart in my heart. I want to know how she will view this matter.

I reached out and touched her face. After taking a bath, He Sang had a light fragrance of shower gel, which made people intoxicated. At this time, I thought, it doesn't matter, she is mine. Lying on my bed, I just

Is it her husband, Xu Zhi? He can't do it, he is already in the past tense.

At the wedding the next day, she was very beautiful, standing next to me in a small dress, with a smile on her lips and a small dimple.

I walked in with her, but I was actually more nervous than she was.

Because I knew the real situation in advance, she was still kept in the dark.

Until her steps suddenly stopped, I glanced at the huge electronic screen and knew that she had seen the name. I felt wanton and happy in my heart. In fact, I am a very contradictory person, just like this

At that time, I knew that she was shocked and sad because of another man. I was angry, but I also felt that it was good. This was the best, and it was best for her to suffer like this. We tortured each other.

He Sang reacted violently. When she met Xu Zhi, I kept paying attention to the subtle expressions on her face, but almost from the beginning to the end, she didn't even look at Xu Zhi. But it wasn't that she didn't care, on the contrary, she cared too much.

I don't want to see him.

I was jealous and tortured her with more cruel words, making her as unhappy as me. She rushed into the bathroom and didn't come out after a while. I was a little worried and thought, did I go too far? She

Nothing will happen in there. If it weren't for the women's room, I would really want to rush in and see how she was doing.

I called her and she pressed the button, so I felt relieved.

If you know you are angry with me and don't answer my calls, it means you are fine and awake.

When she came out again, her eyes were red and she had cried.

She also cried in front of me, but that was the privacy of the bed. The rest of the time, she always treated me indifferently, sometimes trying to please, but also appearing deliberately, which only made me feel even more uncomfortable.

But now she is crying for another man. That man is obviously even less valuable than me. He is even willing to marry a woman who is so much older than me, and he will do anything for his own interests, but she is sad.

I made myself cruel, don't show mercy, she didn't deserve my mercy, she wasn't sad for me, why should I feel sorry for her? But I still let her go. During the meal, she wanted to leave first, but I didn't stop her.

I just thought, forget it, let her go and find a place to vent.

I don't know where she went. When she didn't come back, I called her again. In fact, sometimes, I didn't call He Sang just to ask her to answer. Instead, she pressed the button and refused to answer, which made me feel at ease.

That means she is not confused and has no accident.

Outsiders say I am cold, and I am indeed cold. I don’t like to deal with others, not because it’s hard work, but because I don’t like it. I don’t believe in love either, really, but my behavior always goes against my ideas. I don’t believe in love.
Chapter completed!