2 When Qiao Qiao came back, Shang Lu happened to hang up the phone. She went out to buy a light bulb, then climbed up to the dining table, and repaired the lamp in a few seconds. When the light was turned on, the light lit up again. Shang Lu had to admire her. "You can do these things too!"

"What's the solution? I used to it alone. If I don't get started on my own, I have to spend money when I go out to hire someone, and I'll get it slowly."

Qiao Qiao is really used to it. "Get out quickly and be careful."

Shang Lu reached out to help her, his eyes full of worry, as if he was afraid that she would fall off the table. He said, "I will start learning these things, and I will never let you do it in the future."

Should he start to sign up for an electrician class? Qiao Qiao stood on the table, looking down at Shang Lu, who was looking at her, and smiled. "Why are you laughing, come down quickly."

Shang Lu held her hand. She then squatted down, jumped up, and jumped off the table neatly. "You really know how to learn?"

Qiao Qiao put on her shoes and asked him, "Do you think I don't look like a man, and I can't even change a light bulb?"

He asked back. She shook her head. "No, as long as you are willing to learn, it will be fine. I will let you practice it next time you break it, and you will be able to do it slowly. You will depend on you for these things at home in the future."

"good."

Shang Lu rubbed her head, "Don't be with me in the future."

She really made him feel distressed. She would do things like repairing light bulbs. She must have had no support before. He rubbed her head and said, "I will be your support in the future."

Qiao Qiao smiled. She smiled, laughed, and wanted to cry. But she was not used to crying in front of others. She held back. "Shang Lu, you are really a potential stock."

"How come this becomes a potential stock?"

"Many women marry men who don't care about any housework at home, don't pay their wages, and they also act like a man who wants women to serve them all day long. You are different. You are willing to share everything for me."

"Is this what you're satisfied with?"

Shang Lu gently touched her head again, "You are too satisfied."

He did nothing, and just said that he would learn to change the light bulb in the future, so she was satisfied. She smiled and raised her head, looking at him who was one meter tall, "I am a very easy person to satisfy."

She smiled sweetly, satisfied, full of energy. It was ridiculous, and she smiled, and there was tears that she could not hold back in her eyes. She always lived alone. She walked forward alone. There was never a safe haven. When the wind came, she walked slowly, when the rain came, she walked aside, and when the thunder hit, she covered her ears. She supported everything by herself, and when she was sick, she was thinking about working and making money. No one shared what she could share. But in the future, Shang Lu should be her safe haven? Finally, someone was by her side, giving her warmth. Her nose couldn't help but feel sore. Something stuck in her throat and couldn't even say anything. It was not sad. But suddenly she sighed that someone finally relied on her. Shang Lu understood

Her smile, understands her tears, and understands her pretending to be strong. In fact, she is not as strong as she looks on the outside. All her strength is just because no one has ever carried the burden for her, and no one has ever given her gentleness. So, he just said a little warmth, and she was touched. But in order not to be hurt, she wrapped herself firmly in her defense. He said nothing. Touched her head and gently took her into her arms. He patted her back, as if giving her comfort. She only leaned in his arms for a short while. When she looked up, she had already put away her sadness and looked at him with a sweet smile, "Shang Lu, I really want to kiss you."

Shang Lu frowned. Seeing him so serious, Qiao Qiao smiled again, "I'm kidding you, I'm not full yet, I want to have another bowl of rice. Do you want to eat some more?"

As she said that, she wiped the table, brought the food again, and sat down. "After eating a bowl of rice, are you not full yet?"

"I can have another bowl."

She was really hungry today. Shang Lu took the food to her and heated it up and brought it back, "What a foodie."

"Then I want to be a happy foodie."

Qiao Qiao was raising rice in big mouths. The dishes he had reheated seemed to have a more homey taste, which greatly increased her appetite. The next day, Qiao Qiao was going to the golf course. After she and Chen Yajun broke up, she didn't get any of the four cars from the company, but instead got a bunch of debts. The golf course is 60 kilometers away from here and cannot ride an electric bike. She had to take a taxi. Before traveling, Shang Lu asked her, "Don't you really need me to go with you?"

"Don't worry, your wife can handle everything by yourself. Just go to work with peace of mind."

She was full of confidence. Shang Lu said no, pretending to be going to work, and entered the subway station. In a blink of an eye, he asked Xiao Chen to drive the car and go to the golf course with them. Mr. Zhang was waiting for Qiao Qiao at the main gate of the golf hall. When she saw her get off the online car-hailing car, Mr. Zhang stared at Qiao Qiao's long legs. Even though she was wearing loose sports trousers, she still had absolute temptation to Mr. Zhang. Such eyes made Qiao Qiao feel disgusted. With Mr. Zhang's fat belly and greasy Mediterranean hairstyle, Qiao Qiao was really disgusting. But in order to get the money back, she had to pay a smile. "Mr. Zhang, you have been waiting for a long time, let's go in. Let's say ok first, I can't play basketball, don't be angry later."

"I can teach you if I can't play basketball. As long as you make me happy, the money will be paid soon."

As he said that, Mr. Zhang wanted to touch Qiao Qiao's hand. Qiao Qiao slapped her bag and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, you'd better go in and play basketball. You want to teach me, it's okay, but my football skills are really bad."

"It's okay, I'll teach you. I'll teach you well."

Mr. Zhang specially emphasized his tone of teaching you a few words. Disgusting. Qiao Qiao saw his thoughts clearly. When he entered the court, a special cadre followed them. Hearing that a game of ball was played here, the cost of the game was more than 2,000 an hour. Qiao Qiao even sighed. He had money to come here to spend, but he didn't want to pay her payment for the goods. He really wanted to flatten Mr. Zhang and kicked him into the trash can like a ball. Mr. Zhang handed her the club and when he taught her to play, he reached out to his hand. Qiao Qiao was not willing to let him touch it. He picked up the club and waved it back and smashed his head. "Mr. Zhang, sorry, I didn't do it on purpose."

"Hiss..." Mr. Zhang's nose turned red in an instant. "Mr. Zhang, are you okay?"

Mr. Zhang endured it. Maybe she really had bad football skills. "It's okay, it's okay..." Qiao Qiao pretended to be innocent, "Then can I continue to play this ball?"

"You fight, you fight, I'll teach you."

Before Mr. Zhang could approach, Qiao Qiao picked up the cue and waved it again. This time, she almost swung Mr. Zhang's chin. "Hiss..." Mr. Zhang became angry, "Qiao Qiao, did you do it on purpose?"

"Mr. Zhang, you have wronged me. I told you in advance that I am not good at playing skills, so I can't blame me."

She couldn't admit that she would hit someone on purpose. If she hit someone, she would be sued by President Zhang to the police station. At that time, it would be troublesome because she hit someone in the police station. President Zhang covered his chin and turned his face down, and said clearly: "My surname is Qiao, tell you the truth. I can't repay the money to you today. I didn't want to play basketball with you. Let's do this, you sleep with me once, and the money will be in place soon."
Chapter completed!