How does first love affect a man?

How does first love affect a man?

My boss, dude, the women around are never different, they’re all different.

I’m his secretary. I run his backyard.

Then I found out that these people looked like another man, his first love.

I feel like a chance to get rich.

One.

Miss Lin, there’s a million dollars in Kari. Mr. Chiang wants you to get together.

I just handed over my bank card, and the trees across the street have shed tears over the eyelashes.

In conscience, she’s a beauty, crying and rain, I see.

Unfortunately she cried the wrong person.

As an animal who worked late last night and woke up to deal with the break-up for her boss, I just wanted to shake her shoulder and shout.

“1 million! No ordinary man can make money in his life! You’ll make it in a minute! I’m sorry.

I have spent three years at Chiang Po’s side, trying to do my best, rising up early and in the dark, in the wind and in the wind, waiting for him many times as long as I do not know.

Did I make a million dollars?

Nothing!

I’m the one who should cry!

But the forest cried: “I do not believe that he will do this to me, and I want to see him. I’m sorry.

I was very patient: “Mr. Chiang is busy, he has asked me to deal with this, and if you are not satisfied with the break-up fee, I can coordinate it within my purview, but don’t expect too much. I’m sorry.

As if Lin Ying-Ying had been greatly humiliated, he looked upon me with unbelievably: “I do not want his money, I do want him.” I’m sorry.

I can’t help but say the truth: Ms. Lin, I can help you with the money. But you want someone — I must advise you, Mr. Chiang, it’s not what you want. I’m sorry.

As expected, Lin Ying grabbed her in front of that ice puddle and threw it in my face.

“You have no heart!”

Come on, she got up and left me with a sad back.

Of course, in her busy schedule, she did not forget to take the bank card from the table.

It’s just, I didn’t have time to tell her the code.

So I sat in my place, all alone.

It’s cold. I wonder if my new mascara will hold.

It didn’t happen. It didn’t take two minutes, and she turned around.

Code!

Her tears are still dry, and her eyelashes are still clenched.

I transferred myself.

I left room for the knife.

I’m finally in the mood to appreciate her beauty, looking at her astonished face.

After I collected 1,500, I came back with a coffee, and I was on the 28th floor of the group headquarters.

I met him at Chiang Po’s in the morning.

He wrinkled his pretty eyebrow at me.

Not only does he have a thing of his own, but he can’t look at the people around him.

Before he got angry, I hastened to remind him that Ms. Lin had a bad temper. I’m sorry.

I mean, I’m hurt for my job.

And he looked at me, half of it, with the eyes of Dan, with an extremely windy pair of eyes, but the eyes of his eyes were cold, and when he focused on people, it was only in it that hatred could not freeze to death.

I’ve had a whirlwind, and I’ve shown my special dog leg smile: “Do you think I have to pay for my dry cleaning?” I’m sorry.

He didn’t want to talk to me. He walked into his CEO’s office.

I’m so relieved.

Shortly afterwards, my cell phone sounded a wired transfer.

You know, my boss is so good.

Today is the day the plaintiff eats the defendant!

I opened it with joy.

200 bucks! It’s only $200!

Shit!

What a capitalist!

I’ve lost a happy face thanks to the boss.

Two.

My name is Yoo Ka-mu. I’m the secretary of Chiang Po-Yi, the husband of the nation.

In addition to being in charge of his food and clothing, my main duty is to deal with his affairs with his girlfriends.

In general, when he sees a girl, it’s my job to help her get to his bed.

When he’s tired of some girl, it’s my job to keep her away from him forever.

This job has been going on for a long time, and I have had some unrealistic illusions.

I’d love to be a woman, too, Iron Juice!

Apart from not being emotional, Chiang Po was generous to his women.

Every girl who breaks up can take a full $1 million from him, without mentioning all kinds of delivery rooms during the period of pursuit.

I have calculated that she was the shortest with him, and that she was only with him for a short week, and that she annoyed him for some strange reason, and then she disappeared in his world.

But! She got the last one million!

As you can see, if you can be the woman of Chiang Po, even if you sleep one night, you can get a million.

He was like a money porter who, tirelessly, passed on to his women by crushing the wealth produced by us common social animals.

For us, he is a terrible capitalist.

For his woman, he was a lovely philanthropist.

Who doesn’t want to be Chiang Po’s woman?

Yes, I’ve been wanting to be his woman for a long time.

Unlike the people who want Chiang Po, I just want his money.

I don’t want much money, either. Just enough to buy a house at the foot of Tarzan, my soul.

Of course, I don’t think I’m just a woman.

I’m just trying to get Chiang Po back in one way or another for overtime, for moral damage, for personal injury, for personal damage to my young body.

As for the body of Chiang Po in this process, I will certainly receive, so let him pay me a moral bonus.

It’s true that I’ve been admiring his body for a long time.

I just became his secretary, and I went to his house to pick up a document and just happened to meet him.

When he was covered in a white towel,

I’ve never forgotten that full chest muscle, a tight belly, a big shoulder, long legs.

But my biggest problem is that after three years of hard work, I still don’t know what kind of women Chiang Po likes.

All his girlfriends, fat and thin, pretty and mediocre, open-minded, timid, timid and clumsy, all kinds of things.

Sometimes I wonder whether Chiang Poya is in love or is doing a study on the diversity of women.

Because his girlfriends are so different, they’re different, and I can’t find what they have in common anyway.

Even the iron rule that men love beautiful women fails him.

Because of his many girlfriends, one or two ordinary women could not be found in a pile of people.

Why did they impress him? It’s a mystery to me.

But it also gave me great encouragement.

After all, if Chiang Po is like all the other common rich people and loves only the most beautiful women, wouldn’t a man like me never get in his eyes?

Now, even though he is in love with a wide range and he is insinuable, it is my chance that he is wide and elusive.

As long as I have patience, I don’t believe it. I can’t find a chance to sleep in his bed!

His $1 million, I’ll have to earn it anyway!

3

As the saying goes, opportunities are reserved for those who plan.

My pillow, oh no, it’s my chance!

At 1:00 in the morning, I got a call from Takamukun, and he asked me to take care of the drunk Chiang Po-diang!

Chiang Po has never been drinking, not once in at least three years since I was secretary.

I’ll believe it, but I’ll go.

After all, Takakun is the best friend of Chiang Po and one of the most famous boys in the city.

When I arrived, I saw Kosmin being pushed out of the car with one hand.

The hand was far away from Chiang, and it was a custom watch on his wrist. I took it from the watch yesterday.

I pretended not to see the quagmire but to look in the car with concern.

I’m very strange when I’m drunk with Chiang Po, he’s down in the back seat, he’s red, he’s lost his eyes and his hair is all messed up, like a hairy big dog.

Holy shit, that’s so cute!

I want to hold him in my arms.

“There’s no way out of the car! If you don’t let anyone touch him, he’ll get mad! I don’t even know him anymore! I’m sorry.

The Quincy Hair, with its impeccable face and yet its temperament, is a man who has been judged by the courtesan community as the most gentleman in the city.

“I’m sorry, I know it’s not part of the secretary’s job, but he’s like this, except for you, I really don’t know who I’m looking for. I’m sorry.

Laughing at me like peach blossoms, no, stars flashing.

“There you are! I’m sorry.

He doesn’t sound very loud, but in the dark there sounds a different kind of tenderness.

I return to reality from the stars in the eyes of Takakun: yes, Chiang Po, I am here!

No, but I’m here. My million is coming!

I have a spare key for Chiang Po’s house, and I didn’t spend much of my energy getting Chiang Po back to his bed.

After he recognized me, he reached out and asked me to pull him out of the door.

After that, I took him to the elevator and walked him into his mansion and took his coat off and took his watch.

Finally, lay on the bed.

After he washed his face with warm water, he reached out and touched my face, looked straight at the beginning, and then started to laugh.

He smiles like that, warm, gentle, and — although I don’t want to describe it, it looks like a little love?

As I felt his warm fingers scratched on my face, it was much easier to climb into Chiang’s bed than I thought.

It’s easy to see a million bills coming from all directions.

I can’t help but laugh in my heart. I feel like I’m smiling.

But when Chiang Po was really kissing me, I suddenly felt like something was wrong.

Because it’s too easy!

If that’s what he wants, he should have done to me three years and four months and two days ago.

Why do you think of it today?

But I haven’t figured out what’s going on in here, and Chiang’s kisses are coming through, and soon I’m lost.

And when I had closed my eyes, suddenly I heard a gentle saying in my ear, “Cun!”

Shit, don’t forget to command me at this time.

The door was already closed, I’m sure.

We opened our eyes with displeasure, and saw Chiang Po looking at me with love and affection.

His eyes were wet, like a dog that looked at his beloved master.

It’s like he only has me in his eyes.

Like I’m his whole world.

– Oh, my God. Did Chiang Po love me so deep when I didn’t know?

I’m sorry I let him wait so long.

I tried to look my head up and kiss him again, while holding his neck tight with my hands.

If friends had experience with something, you’d know how difficult and hard it was.

But Chiang Po left his head behind and kept me from kissing him, and he kept telling me, “Close! Shut!” and he turned my efforts into pieces.

Through Chiang Po’s head, I saw that the bedroom door was clean.

But damn it, does it matter?

We can’t stop this. We can’t stop.

But it’s really important to think that Chiang Poo-chan is such a good man and that he might close the door when he does it.

I went to him with great patience: “Well, we’ll close the door later. I’m sorry.

I tried to kiss him again.

And this time he did not hide from it, and he closed his eyes with satisfaction, and fell upon my lips with all his gentle and loving kisses.

Then I heard a sweet sighs like a feather in my ear: “Close, you have returned.” I’m sorry.

Shit, he didn’t want me to close the door. He was yelling with all his tenderness at a woman named “Close.”

My anger and shame devoured me, and my hands fell upon the bed unwittingly.

He didn’t like it, he was still looking at me with his eyes full of tenderness.

It’s just, I know it’s a fraud, motherfucker. I’m a million dollars.

I threw Chiang Po away on the bed without covering him.

He’s not worth it!

4

I left the Chiang family in a state of shame, thinking that the capitalist Chiang Po would fall in love with me, and that I would be proud of myself!

I almost betrayed my great proletarian status!

I swear, from now on, I’m far away from Chiang Po and there’s only one relationship, that’s money!

Originally, I had a cab in my hand, but money suddenly reminded me — I really shouldn’t have left.

After all, if I’m gone, I’ve worked so hard to get him home today.

I have to go back and wait until tomorrow morning to tell him, “I’ll wait for you all night, get the overtime! I’m sorry.

Think about it, I’ll have Master pull over.

Get out of the car and get a call from Takakun.

He asked me about Chiang Po.

I told him Chiang Po was asleep and reassured him.

At the same time, I said to him with a euphemism: “Mr. Jiang has been calling off again, sounds like he wants to meet.”

I paused on purpose to say, “If Mr. Gao knew the girl, would you give me her contact number? I think he would sleep better with her. I’m sorry.

“You’re such a wonderful person, Liu Ga-Mu.” Why don’t you come and be my secretary? I’ll double your salary. I’m sorry.

You can’t give me $1 million.

I’m shaking my head, thinking twice as much as I’m gonna be.

“This is not a good way to dig Mr. Jiang’s walls.” I’m sorry.

After a laugh again, Kosakum said, “You’re going to ruin the gold sign for the headmaster today. I’m sorry.

After that, I was very kind enough to share with me the story of Chiang Myung and Ms. Guan Guan.

Guan Guan is Ms Guan’s nickname and her name is Guanshan Moon.

The name Guanshan Moon, like Luxuri.

There may be no one in the city who knows her, just as no one in the city knows Chiang Po.

It’s just that all of us don’t know that Guanshan Moon and Chiang Po have lived far away.

According to the general eaters, if only one woman in the city is worthy of Chiang Po, the mountain moon will not allow the crowd to say nothing.

He also told us that the families of Guan Jiang were close friends, and that Guanshan Moon and Chiang Po were young and young, when they were recognized as golden children in their circle.

Later, they went to study abroad and broke up for unknown reasons.

For this unknown reason, it is assumed that Chiang Po may have been a thief, and the evidence is that since that time Chiang Po has become like a man, and has begun to be a flower, a game.

“You don’t know the old Chiang Po, it’s like a moral man, and we don’t like to play with him, except for the fact that she hasn’t even pulled her hand. I’m sorry.

“But for men, there’s no bad color. He’s going to America again, and he can’t stand it if he doesn’t hook up. It’s been a long time since I’ve had an ape in my heart, but I can’t take a lady to lock up and probably break up with him. I’m sorry.

“This breakup, he’s free of the shackles and tastes the sweets of a woman, so it’s a release of nature. I’m sorry.

“Let me tell you, this hand is very well divided, and he’s so much alive now that he’s a big man and he’s drunk the most and he’s got the most girlfriends! I’m sorry.

The more you speak, the more you are proud of the manner in which you and your friends breed.

And I suppressed the contempt in my heart, and asked him, “Then Miss Guansan Moon later…”

Takao-kun is not interested in Miss Guan. “Well, I got a poor documentary director, but she’s not married, she’s not really in love, she’s been in trouble for years, and recently she’s officially engaged. I’m sorry.

Ms. Guanshan Moon’s front leg was just engaged and Chiang Po was drunk.

Intuition tells me it’s a show!

In the words of Secretary Liu, you have to thank him very much for leaving Chiang Po behind and not for the use of the Chief Executive. I’m sorry.

That’s right. I’m the boss of the family, and I’m in charge of all of Chiang Po’s affairs.

And now I’m finally in possession of the central secret of this palace.

Even though I know what Guan Shan looks like, I’ve searched the news about her and wanted to see what she looks like.

She’s better on the news than I remember.

To be sure, she’s not pretty, but she’s pretty, and the more I look at her, the more familiar she is.

Why?

I can’t remember. I didn’t think of a reason for that for three hours.

For the fourth hour and nine minutes, as I slept in the rug of Chiang Po’s far-flung living room, the face of Guan-Moon appeared again in my mind.

I fucking got it!

I finally know what’s in common with all the girlfriends I’ve never found.

They all have a little bit of a resemblance to Guanshan Moon.

There are eyes, there are noses, there are mouths.

None of them, as a whole, is like Guan Shan Moon, but if they split up their five officers and rearrange them, they may be able to form many of the same amounts.

As to why he didn’t just go to the same place as the one who had a girlfriend and who was the one who was the one who did it, he put up the group so hard.

I guess it was either his bad luck or his pride not allowed.

Because if I did, it would be a disguised admission that he still loves Miss Guan.

The love of a man who does not love him is a secret of Chiang Po, proud as a peacock, who must never be discovered.

In my knowledge of Chiang Po, the truth is probably the second.

You’re a man who’s got a little bit of a twist!

When I think of all these years, Chiang Po is a young child who lost his favorite toy, patiently and tirelessly groping around the toy’s perimeter, but in the end I found it in vain.

These later toys, although some are excellent, are not the one he really wants.

Even though he was rich, his father was the father of the nation, and he himself was the husband of the nation, he would never be able to find the thing he valued most.

I can’t stop smiling, Iron Juice!

So the rich cannot do what they want.

As soon as I laughed in the middle of the night, a plan was set in my mind.

I feel like I’ve been waved at the villa beneath Tarzan’s feet!

I almost sang all the way back to Chiang Po’s bedroom, and I couldn’t wait to wake up and share my win-win plan with him.

But when I pushed the door of the Lord, I saw the whole man strangling in his mighty bed, with long hands and long feet, as if he were a dog abandoned by its master.

In that moment, my joy flew away like wings.

Today’s Chiang Po is really sad.

The capitalist Chiang Poe, the playboy Chiang Poe, is truly in love with his moonlight.

And poverty, like me, has never tasted love, but it should never be mocked.

And I snuck out of the Lord’s bedroom, and I hesitated to follow my plan.

After all, I really don’t want Chiang Po to get his love far.

I don’t have anything for a great working people.

5

The next day, when I was sleeping sweetly, something seemed to have stepped on my ass.

My cat must be hungry, and I waved with my hand to drive him out: “Chang Hing Wang, get down! I’m sorry.

But he did not roll, but he kicked me harder.

It’s the opposite. I sat up angry.

I saw Chiang Po staring at me in the face, and he just kicked me in the ass — his noble feet.

I forgot! I slept in his living room last night!

It’s because his carpet is so comfortable and softer than my bed.

I got up on my bones and I gave my sign a smile. I’m sorry.

And he picked out his mouth, and he showed his unsettled face, “Cyang-Hong-Hong?”

My back’s cold sweating down.

As the world knows, Chiang Po has a small name and flourishing.

I almost fell on the floor when I first heard Chiang Po call him fucking boom.

And then I found my daughter, Chiang Heng-hung, a very spiritual and out-of-court police cat.

The day I found it, I didn’t do it because of a PPT.

Out of revenge, I named it Chiang Hung.

I can drink it at home from now on.

“Chang Xing Wang, come on, lick my feet! I’m sorry.

“Chang Xing Wang, drink my foot wash! I’m sorry.

What a show! It’s so cool! It’s so depressive!

But I didn’t think that one day the secret would be broken by Chiang Po.

And I leaked it myself!

I tried to falsify the past: “I have just spoken in my dream.”

“Let me get out of my dream.” I’m sorry.

My tongue is tied to a knot, and my head bends: “I have raised, in order to serve you better, a cat named after you, to be my lord, so that I may not forget the feeling of serving you when I come home from work. I’m sorry.

I’m still trying to figure out how to keep going down, and Chiang’s far away suddenly bends over and approaches me, and he’s taller than I am, and this is the first time I’ve been so close to his face in a sober state (not when I kissed last night).

His eyelashes were so long and his eyes were so deep, I suddenly couldn’t speak.

Just as I thought that a woman kisses a man is not indecent, I finally heard him say, “You are too ugly to lie. I’m sorry.

“If you’re going to stay with me, you’d better be honest with me. I’m sorry.

“So long as you do your job well, I don’t care if you hate me — because, honestly, I don’t like you very much. I’m sorry.

“Clean up here and you can go. I’m sorry.

After he had said it, he got up around me and went to his huge bathroom.

I, I, I’m so pissed.

What do you mean he doesn’t like me?

How could he not like me?

I am the most trusted, dependent and indistinguishable chief, Liu Jia-mu!

It’s for outsiders to know how I’m still in this mess!

But the boss doesn’t like me. What can I do?

I had to do what the boss told me to do, take the carpet I slept with yesterday, take it seriously, and take it back and forth, seven or eight times.

Take it and clean his bedroom.

When he came out of his giant bathroom, his room became the dormitory of our soldiers.

The windows are clean, the dust is clean, the bed is all wrinkled and the covers are folded like tofu.

Boss doesn’t like me, it’s okay!

The boss can’t leave me, that’s enough!

As Chiang Po looked away and looked away, Shulang revealed his satisfaction with my work and asked me, “Why aren’t you leaving?” I’m sorry.

I warned him carefully: “Mr. Chiang, I took care of you all night yesterday, and I’m not feeling well today. Can I take a day off?” I’m sorry.

“Yes,” he nods, “for sick leave.” I’m sorry.

I, I, I fuck you!

Six.

On this day, Chiang Po seems to have seen me go against my eye and turn my commanding area around.

First, when I had prepared the conference materials insufficiently detailed and not supported by the data, and when I had added detailed data as he had requested, he said that I was too swollen and not sufficiently streamlined.

I wonder if Chiang Poi’s primary school language is taught by a math teacher, otherwise it’s not even clear that it’s a pair of opposites.

You’ve got a lot of details and a little something to show me!

In any case, when I had not been able to change it 800 times, he noded his head and pointed to my first submission and said, “Well, it’s not perfect, but it’s barely there.” I’m sorry.

I’ve got 10,000 MMPs in my heart and I don’t know what to say.

It was almost 12 o’clock in the morning when I dragged tired spirits and flesh home.

Zhang Hing Wing was screaming to jump up and down and bow to the right and to the left.

Looking at it, I feel more desperate.

Who the fuck is the master?

I shouldn’t have a cat, I should have a dog.

After I added cat food to Chiang Heung, shoveled cat shit and combed cat hair, Chiang Heung finally calmed down and combed his hair in front of me with satisfaction.

I put my foot over there: “Chang Sang-hang, lick my feet, make me happy.” I’m sorry.

Chiang Xing Wang ignored me and started licking her stinking feet.

I didn’t want to put my foot to his mouth: “Chang Ying Wang, lick me.” I’m sorry.

It finally smells of face, and then, in my full expectation, it vomits.

I’m so sorry.

I miss the time I just picked it up.

And it licked my feet like a she lamb.

So gentle and affectionate.

But now, I haven’t treated it as well as I used to have done for a long time because it was too hard to be squeezed by Chiang Po.

And it didn’t treat me well.

I held Chiang Heung-Wing in my arms and realized that we could not wait any longer.

I’ll never be able to take Chiang Heung-Wing to a flat in a villa!

I have to take the initiative to become Chiang Po’s woman.

In the belief that it would not succeed, I made a project plan all night.

If he lets me be his nominal girlfriend, how will I help him to successfully recover his plan for her?

First of all, I would like to make it clear that this kind of philatelic philatelic activity of his kind today will not only keep him and Guanshan Moon further away, but will also lead to his personality being called into question and to be fundamentally identified as a scum.

Secondly, through a comprehensive analysis of Guanshan Moon, I have come to the conclusion that “it is the most visible human weakness — the victory — of its proud lady, who should be a bourgeois of birth.”

Finally, I sum up the ultimate strategy of “by making plain me the true love of Chiang Po, and by making Chiang Po a better love of me than her original true love of her, to bring her back to Chiang Po.”

And then, my true love came back and moved for the true love of both.

For this, Chiang Po will only pay me 10 million.

And that’s just 10 fake girlfriends for his money.

But the same money he paid me, and I could help him win back the heart of the true moon.

The price is not too high!

Of course, from my own heart, I do not want to see Chiang Po happy.

After all, he’s not worthy.

But in the face of money, I am not unable to overcome my dark jealousy.

I joined the computer and took Chiang Ying Wang to sweet dreams.

Chiang Po gets love, and I get money, we get what we need, we win.

The next day, with my conviction, I submitted my plan to Chiang Po.

I didn’t think about the consequences of failure.

But if it doesn’t work, it’ll work.

I cheer myself up.

Failure is just another place to be a social animal, but if it succeeds, it will change the fate of me and Chiang.

What our proletarians have lost is the shackles, and it is the whole world that they will get.

7

Throughout the morning, Chiang Po didn’t show anything unusual.

I’m a little confused. I wonder if he read my plan.

Until afternoon he asked me to play golf with him.

When he got to the field, he suddenly left a serious boy out of it and appointed me as his boy.

I’m doing a systematic study of golf to be Chiang Po’s woman, and being a ballboy is natural.

But why?

Oh, yeah, he’s my boss.

When I picked up a heavy bag from the boy in the air, I saw Chiang Po holding his mouth and showing a smile of satisfaction when he only managed to do it.

The wall has read the plan book — he’s punishing me.

So for the next few hours, I was walking around like a hoop on the field, picking up the ball, throwing it, throwing it, picking up the ball…

And he played with him, and he said, “You’re too good, Secretary Liu, and I doubt there is anything in the world you don’t.” I’m sorry.

Chiang Po looked at me like a smile: “She’s got a little too much.” I’m sorry.

No matter what I hear, I think he has something to say.

Is he not satisfied with my plan?

Or is it too much for my hand?

As I was troubled, Chiang Po and Takakun had already taken the back-to-back tram.

I was just going to sit on my feet, but Chiang Po stopped me: “You don’t have to take the car, Secretary Liu.” I’m sorry.

Huh?

I couldn’t help looking at him.

“I think you’re a little too energyy to walk and spread out on something you shouldn’t worry about. I’m sorry.

When Chiang Po smiled, the boy drove.

Then I had to watch their car grow.

I, I, I fuck you!

After a long journey of an hour, I finally got exhausted and walked out of the field.

The train must have been gone long ago.

He left me alone on this field in the wilderness.

At this point, my desire to prosper through Chiang Po has been completely transformed into a curse on him.

He deserves no true love!

Fuck 10 million!

I don’t want to wait for you!

Love whoever.

I turned on the car-calling software and found, sadly, no taxi around.

Because people who can afford golf can never get a cab.

I’m paralyzed on the side of the road, so I can’t cry.

It’s getting dark.

And I remember a long time ago that I was left behind.

From then on, I vowed I would be a woman of my own.

Since I’m not a princess, I don’t need a prince to save me.

Not without a bus!

After a long walk, we finally saw the latest bus station plate.

And Chiang, far away, parked by the road.

Is this waiting for me?

I looked at the back window of the car and swayed down, showing the face of Chiang Po.

“Get in the car. He says:

Hit one and give me a sweet date. That’s how dogs do it.

At this moment, my spirit wants to reject him with dignity, but my body gets in the car in a humble manner.

I’m so fucking tired!

By the time I opened my eyes, it was completely dark.

The car was parked in a courtyard, and the driver disappeared at some point. Chiang Po was sitting on the top of the driver ‘ s seat and smoking in his window, and the soundbox was singing Chen ‘ s ” Down the Fuji Mountain ” .

“Why do you cry for the good things that flow along the snow?

I can’t see his face. I can’t see his fingertips red. They were in the night sky.

It’s a distant, lonely Chiang Po.

He seems to have a heavy and indissoluble sadness, and it’s this dark night that I can’t help but think about breaking it:

“Well, where is this?”

He wiped out the cigarette butt: “It’s too much.” I’m sorry.

Huh?

I’m a little unresponsive.

“I can’t give you 10 million if it doesn’t work, I’ve lost a lot. But while you’re doing my girlfriend, I can pay you 300,000 a month, you think about it. I’m sorry.

“Do I need to sleep with you?” I heard myself asking.

8

I signed a contract of employment with Chiang Po and his female secretary was officially transferred to represent her.

I quit my job and the group’s up and down.

How dare you resign?

Why?

Soon they heard a rumor that the cleaning lady in the CEO’s office heard a big fight between me and Chiang Po.

I said to Chiang Po, “Yes, I love you, so I can no longer afford to help you with your mess with your women.” I’m sorry.

“You think I’m poorer, less beautiful, and I don’t have a heart? You’re wrong, Chiang Po!

“I love you and I am not ashamed, at least at the level of the soul. Bye! I’m sorry.

Then I fell down the door and ran into my aunt, close enough to see my tears.

So the whole group knew that I was in love with the news of Chiang Po’s death and his resignation.

But what they didn’t know was that Aunt Clean heard only the script I had written.

There was also a line from Chiang Po, who should have looked at me with shame after my passionate performance, saying, “I do not know that you loved me.”

And I said, “Now you know, that’s enough for me. I’m sorry.

And then I’m gonna walk away, and I’m gonna build my humble, proud, complex Cinderella role.

But Chiang Po said, “It’s just a little bit more like your character.” I’m sorry.

So he cut off his lines.

Throughout my performance, he was acting like an audience, frowning around his arms and frowned on my acting.

And I was displeased after that. We said, “It is not enough for the world to believe that I am your true love, but it is not enough for me to perform alone. You must be part of it, at least learn to look at me. I’m sorry.

But he offered his contract: “I pay you $300,000 a month to buy you to serve me, not to teach me to do things.” I’m sorry.

Well, who pays who decides.

To ignore the part of Chiang Po that is far from co-ordinated, my first phase of the campaign was perfect.

I am in everyone’s heart deeply regretfully in love with Chiang Po’s sad and poor Cinderella image.

I’ve been greeted differently.

Some despise me: “Toads want to eat swan meat, do not pee to take their own taste, and dare to desire the boss.” I’m sorry.

“It is clear to me that Liu Jia-mu is not small, that she is kneeling and licking the boss, and that she hates his girlfriends, and that she can’t drink blood. I’m sorry.

In any case, you all came to a unanimous conclusion: “Lou Gamil, who has committed many wrongs, has committed his own death, and has received his due recompense. I’m sorry.

To be honest, even though I know I’m not a good man for a dog like Chiang Po, it’s not as good as I expected.

But, WHO CARES

I’m laughing in my heart. Want to see my punishment?

I’ll blind all of you!

9

A few days later, an entertainment article called “Cyang Po Park in the middle of the night, suspected of having a good time” was shown on Twitter.

Just because I’m an old secretary.

That’s right. I made this story.

Chiang Po is far from my place and has come to my old neighborhood with difficulty.

And smoked an hour of smoke on his luminous Rolls-Royce car under my house, following the pattern of the classic novel.

It’s like standing up for who?

Even though it was an act, he saw with his own eyes Chiang Po from dawn until dark only to see me.

Or did I laugh when I let him stand on the balcony far away?

Chiang Po, you have today!

I wanted him to stand for a while, but I got him for an hour.

“Get down! I’m sorry.

The more angry he is, the simpler he is to speak, and it is clear that this hour has made him impatient.

I’m in a hurry to get down the stairs and get to him, and I’m not going to get out of my line.

Chiang Po has held me in my arms with impatience.

It’s an action not in the script.

I’m all fucked up.

His arms are different from his men, extremely warm.

I can seem to hear his heartbeat.

He then gave instructions: “Go upstairs. I’m sorry.

Upstairs?

It’s also not in the script. It was supposed to be him taking me to the car and then we went back to his house, he slept in the bed and I slept in the carpet.

But now he’s coming home with me?

I’m still in a state of shock, and Chiang Po has let go of me and pulled me upstairs.

When I woke up, he and I were standing in my living room.

Chiang Heung-wang saw Chiang-bok and didn’t recognize him at all. He not only smelled his feet, but also stretched out his tongue and licked it.

I was staring.

Chiang Po laughs: “It’s like a cat. I’m sorry.

I hastened to drive Chiang-Hing-Wong away, and Chiang-Po has crossed me straight to my bedroom.

“It’s a little small, but it’s hard to live here tonight. I’m sorry.

Then he did not see any one sitting on Our couch.

I’m…

And I reminded him, “I didn’t sleep with him on the contract.”

He looked at me and said, “Sleep on the couch.” I’m sorry.

I argue, “I think it’s better that we go back to your place, because I’m in a very limited position and I’m in a very difficult position. I’m sorry.

He was so full of himself, “I’m sorry, but it doesn’t seem like I love you.” You can add another one of your manuscripts to the esteemed room. I’m sorry.

I had to admire him for being a genius, so I had to change it all the time, and it really seemed like Chiang Po loved me even more.

All of a sudden, my name Yoo Ka-mu was blown to the top of the river.

In addition to this, I went to a famous gossip group to post anonymously about the fact that I had been hiding around Chiang Po for years.

When I went to college, I worshiped Chiang Po Far, and after all the hard work I had to do, I would finally kill him and become his close secretary.

My path has been difficult and indulging, and I have seen him leave with a leaf in his plethora of flowers.

Who would have thought that my departure would have allowed Chiang Po to know that I was his true love, and that he had pursued his wife, and finally left the Cinderella in the dark.

And I know that the essence of lies lies in the truth, and if anyone wants to prove it, they will find that all but the emotional parts of Chiang Po and me are true.

And in the emotional part, I’m very smart enough to have the most popular of the people, Wang Bao-chul, who’s been waiting for the kernel of the Queen of the West, so it will be easier to convince people of our love.

I almost became the second best wife in the world.

Of course, the image of my humble licking dog inevitably emboldens the feminist pulmonary tube so that they madly insult me as a feudal relic, representative of your wife.

Such is the conscience of the heavens and the earth. If they knew that it was only my job, they would not forgive me.

In any case, the more arguments against me, the more you can prove that my story is very, very true.

I threw the monitored data in front of Chiang Po, and I was very comfortable with it: “What do you think, you’re worth 300 thousand flowers! I’m sorry.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen someone being scolded, and I’m so proud.” I’m sorry.

If you give me 3 million a month, it doesn’t matter if I’m called Dara’s rebirth.

10

Chiang Po told me that Guanshan Moon would soon be home.

She used to come to pick her up every time she returned home.

I didn’t expect Chiang Po to look very cold, but it was a dog lick.

He’s got a busy trip, and every time he has to take time out of his busy schedule to pick up an ex-girlfriend with a new boyfriend.

I don’t know what I’m saying. Lick the dog. Lick the dog.

I told Chiang Po, “Don’t pick her up this time.” I’ll go on vacation with you this time. I’m sorry.

So, when Guanshan Moon and her current boyfriend flew to our city, Chiang Po and I were already in Maldives.

It’s a hell of a business trip.

I was finally able to live in a luxurious posh resort on the island of Fraffon Fuss, and to enjoy a private beach that is pure and white.

The shadow of the coconut, the silver sand of the sea, like a wonderland.

During the day, I followed Chiang Po to dive, fish, sailboats;

In the evening, I followed Chiang-poo to dinner by the dreamy star pool to see the underworld lights lit by the stars and the night sky.

All this makes me wonder: rich is so fucking good!

I swear I’ve never been so happy in my life.

Of course, I haven’t forgotten the ultimate purpose of this trip.

I brought a paparazzi with me to make sure that every happy frame in Chiang Po and I were captured with precision.

When we get back to the Internet, we’ll make old colleagues who look down on you envious!

Of course, it’s mainly called the true love moon and the light of the moon that envies me.

Overall, the trip was a very successful one, if a little unexpected.

The accident was I kissed Chiang Po.

It’s not really my fault, it’s just bad.

And think of it, when you sit on the glass floor side by side with a man — under your feet are the blue sea floor, and there are countless little fish swimming around, and over your heads is a vast sky of stars, and there are silver rivers.

Especially since you’re surrounded by this man.

How can a woman in such a romantic atmosphere not be able to kiss the beauty next door?

I couldn’t stand it anyway.

I was just trying to get a kiss and figure out the excuses. I brought paparazzi to show love.

“How can there be lovers who don’t kiss?” I’m going to say this.

Who knows if I’ve just kissed and I haven’t had time to leave, Chiang Po has climbed my neck and deepened this kiss.

It was a real-world player with many years of practical experience, and with his great kisses, I soon became lost and I didn’t know what time it was.

And finally, I reminded him of my last reason: “Doggy, paparazzi. I’m sorry.

He looked at me like an idiot.

I know I was hasty.

I don’t know.

“You’re the first time. I’m sorry.

Eleven.

It affected my experience with him.

For me, it’s not what I thought. It’s a little uncomfortable.

For him, he had to be careful and be very gentle to me.

I don’t know.

Later, Chiang Po put his kiss on my mouth and then I fell asleep.

By the time I woke up again, the light was bright.

Chiang Po is sleeping quietly in my arms.

In my sleep, I thought of him as Chiang-Heng-Hung and wrapped him in my arms.

So I opened my eyes and saw Chiang Po’s head on my chest.

Because the whole scene was so pornographic that I was almost instinctively “aah” and then turned Chiang Po away.

Chiang Po opened his eyes blindly and saw me tearing the blankets very funnyly and trying to cover my naked chest.

He looked at me like, “Is it a little late for you to pretend to be innocent?” I’m sorry.

Yeah, and I realized that I was acting funny, so I let loose my hand with the covers.

I clearly underestimated the degree of slush in the luxury hotel, and when I let go, I watched the bed slip under my body.

Once again, I met Chiang Po for a long time.

We looked at each other for a moment.

In order to show that I’ve seen a lot of things, I said, “Why don’t you do it again? I’m sorry.

Chiang Po was finally lazy, and he got up with grace and dressed in a very relaxed manner under my watch.

“I’ll put the money on your phone later. I’m sorry.

And when he had said that, he went forth with grace.

Money? What money?

And when I heard he was talking about the money, I jumped out of bed.

But Chiang Po is far away.

What an insult!

It’s unbearable!

I was outraged to turn on my cell phone and ready to take the lead in transferring money to Chiang Po to buy his services first.

Just when I think about how much to turn him.

I opened it with my own eyes, staring at the Zero behind one.

My anger calmed down immediately.

It’s good to be insulted by money.

I hope Chiang Po can insult me more than once.

I’ll retire in ten.

So for the next couple of days, I tried to keep chasing Chiang Po.

For that reason, I would like to download a series of classics for study.

But no matter how much I do, Chiang Po will look like nothing.

Finally, the day before our return, after I had taken another bath, wearing Chiang Po’s white shirt, wet hair, bare legs, and lying back and forth after Chiang Po came back and forth.

“I won’t sleep with you again.” I’m sorry.

Huh?

“It’s too expensive to sleep. I’m afraid I’m broke. He says:

12

“In fact, I can’t, I can make a discount…”

I didn’t say that in order to avoid being too cheap.

Anyway, my trip with Chiang Po was a great one.

By the time we fly back, there is no doubt in the minds of the people that I am the true love of Chiang Po.

I asked Chiang Po to take me home to my parents while the iron was hot.

And the face of Chiang-poo, when I was mad, said, “This is an insult to yourself, and my parents cannot accept you.” I’m sorry.

I looked at him for no reason: “I do not expect your parents to accept me, nor do I want to marry you.” I’m just trying to take advantage of your attitude — you’re serious about me, not like all those old bitches. I’m sorry.

Chiang Po may have lost face because of my rebuttal, but he doesn’t seem happy: “Whatever, you’re not afraid of being delayed, I don’t care. I’m sorry.

It’s a joke. It’s a shame that our proletarians can’t bear it.

I’m ready to be scolded for blood in my heart, but Mother Chiang is in fact kind to me.

She only gave me a heads-up when she first met, and then I didn’t exist and only talked to Chiang Po.

My heart is filled with anger.

I didn’t think you’d have to yell.

A noble woman is good at killing invisible people by ignoring them.

But unfortunately she’s not facing a daughter-in-law, it’s me.

What do we fear most? It’s the boss’s concern!

What’s the happiest thing about us? It’s the boss’s disregard!

I don’t care how to touch fish.

My heart tastes the dragon well from the housekeeper.

This is a dragon well that Chiang’s mother drank and is said to have been born in front of the Hu Temple under the Lion Peak.

I don’t think I’ll drink a second in my life.

Perhaps my peace of mind touched Chiang’s mother, and when she left, she suddenly offered me to go to her girlfriend’s party with her.

“You’re the best friend in the world, and you should recognize someone. I’m sorry.

Mother Chiang said it downplayed, but I was shocked.

What does she mean? Have you accepted me as her future daughter-in-law?

Why should I?

I’m very confused, but Chiang Po’s performance is very modest.

He said, “Mom will let you go.” I’m sorry.

“You too. “Chang’s mother will go with your aunt. I’m sorry.

So I fought the first battle of the Mountain Moon with the enemy, and so came forward.

I was going to take this opportunity to kill Chiang Po and brush his card and do my own business.

Who knows if Chiang’s mom is a lot faster than me and sent me a whole team the next day.

It’s one of the hottest choreographers in the world.

Looking at this whole team, I can’t help but start to worry — the team’s coming to make me.

I can’t think long enough, I’m packed from top to bottom, from inside to out. After I feel like I’m not me, I’m finally lucky to be in the top nobility circle of this city.

At this point, I was following Chiang Po and was introduced by Chiang’s mother to a group of other noble women whose names I couldn’t remember but whose husbands gave me the same name as mine.

All the noble women were very passionate to me, and they were so eager to exaggerate that I was a blessed man.

Otherwise, the noble women will speak, and they seem to exaggerate to me, but they are not the Chiang family.

After all, I’m lucky to be standing behind Chiang’s mother!

Chiang’s mom was always light until Guan Shanzuki walked in with her mother.

Guan Sang-Moon sends his regards to Chiang’s mother and smiles at me: “Is this your new girlfriend? I’m sorry.

Although I’ve made up my mind a thousand times against Guanshan Moon, I’ll still be in a state of shock when I really face the real person.

She’s so good.

As I said earlier, she’s not beautiful. She’s just so beautiful.

But I found out at the moment that he was not a man, but a man of dust.

It’s extraordinary to get out of the world.

The only thing I can think of is the eight words.

To look at me, even after a professional team, standing next to her, it’s just a “silent tree.”

I’m Zi, I’m Zi.

At this point in time, if I really were Chiang Pok’s girlfriend, I’d see her like a fairy’s ex-girlfriend who would not have to go to the dust right away.

But fortunately, I’m only Chiang Po’s acting girlfriend, and I’m not ashamed of myself!

As soon as I thought of my duty — to make Guanshan Moon jealous — I was invincible.

“I’m not a new girlfriend, I’m a current girlfriend.” I’m sorry.

And then I turned to Chiang Po and blinked at him with the glitter, “and the only girlfriend in the future.” I’m sorry.

When Guanshan Moon appeared, it seemed as if I would show her the love of the world.

When she said three words to her new girlfriend, she had already revealed her concern.

Then of course I’ll make her more concerned.

It must be hard for her to see a dog licking, and now she’s the only one.

Well, I’m so sorry for this female race.

In fact, she had a fiancé, and the theory that ex-boyfriends had any girlfriend had nothing to do with her, but she was biased against other women becoming ex-boyfriends ‘ well-being.

Because there is a woman who is like a mountain moon and who cannot accept being the center of the world.

Being the only moonlight in the minds of every man who’s been in contact and has been confused is the measure of their existence.

For this reason, the happiness of girls who are not moonlight may be sacrificed.

But they don’t care.

Because, in their view, girls who are dim and are doomed to be the main protagonists should be the companions of those who are born to be the protagonists.

The truth of the world is so cruel, but it’s amazing to think about it.

As part of the dim girl, I couldn’t help but get mad at her and look at the way she eats shit.

I’m obviously not the only one who wants to see her eat shit because after I said that, Chiang’s mother suddenly grabbed my hand.

And she looked at me with a tender eye: “Good boy, be far away, I think you must have suffered a lot. Don’t worry, if anything ever happens to me, if he upsets you again, tell me that I will not break his leg.” I’m sorry.

Huh?

Then she turned to Guan’s mother and Guanshan Moon: “Ah, you did not know that when Kami was the secretary, I was in love with the child, so I wanted to marry her. I didn’t think I’d come back. I’m sorry.

I watched Guan Shan Moon turn color and suddenly realized why Chiang’s passion for me so unexpectedly came.

So she’s gonna take a breath out of her licking dog son.

With the support of the old man, I’ll have no more worries, and I’ll be flattered and proud of the next feast.

For example, when I was sitting down, Chiang Po was sitting down, and I coughed, and he pulled my chair off for me.

For example, at dinner, I saw his abalone take only one bite, and then I brought it to eat.

It’s a perfect webbuster from the Japanese airline, nearly $20,000 apiece, tastes good, throws it away at a single bite.

My hard work show, which caused some trouble in Guanshan Moon’s heart, was approved by Chiang’s mother.

Because the next day she sent me to Chiang’s house to give me a pearl necklace.

Although it’s not some kind of necklace, I’m still showing Chiang Po how nice she is, and I’m just doing her old lady a little favor, and she gave me this. I’m sorry.

Chiang Po looked at me a little strangely: “You think this is what she pays you? I’m sorry.

I said, “No?”

“It is true, it is true” I’m sorry.

He walked away as if he were angry and left me alone in his big living room and fell on his door.

You’re mad at me!

I don’t care about him, and I’ll continue to appreciate my low-profile pearl necklace in the light, and I’ll figure out what to do next before I get another reward from Chiang’s mother.

One job, two paychecks, any good?

13

The presence of Chiang’s mother at her best friend’s party became an important sign of her acceptance of me, which once again made me so popular that I became the representative of the fox of the new age, so that I could be a concubine.

And there’s even a public call to study how to attract really good-quality men like me.

Jiang Po then received a telephone call from Guanshan Moon inviting her to attend the opening of the exhibition.

In the past, she only sent invitations to Chiang Po.

I know, Guanshan Moon is really hooked.

I want to fight.

I was with Chiang, dressed like she was there, only a light make-up, and I wore the usual clothes.

When Chiang Po drove to pick me up, it was like, “Are you sure you’re going to go see Guan? I’m sorry.

I’ve got to say, “I’ve got it all figured out, I can’t even get to Miss Guan’s horse, but I’m not lucky I’m out of fashion. The role I’m going to play is true love, what true love is. True love is the beauty of the world, but you are the only one who loves me in the common appearance of a noble soul. I’m sorry.

Chiang Po smiled.

He is a man who has always been serious, and is always on a face, and when he smiles as if it were a spring and rain, I can’t help but shake my heart.

But I immediately reminded myself: “Wake up, he’s the boss. I’m sorry.

One of the social livestock rules, you can’t fall in love with your boss.

Because it affects his salary.

In that case, I’m going to freeze my upcoming feelings, and I’m going to warn you. Chiang Po will have eyes on Guanshan Moon and take care of me.

“All we have to do is make Miss Guan jealous again, and we’re almost done. Win or lose in this, come on. I’m sorry.

Chiang Po has completely ignored my excitement and turned his head out of the window and ignored me.

I don’t care about him, I’m starting to close my eyes, and I’m going to have a big fight.

I didn’t think she was sleeping all the way. When I woke up, I was leaning on Chiang Po’s shoulder, and he was closed and seemed asleep.

I know that he is a sanctified man, hastily risen up and is carefully prepared to placate for him the place I have been lying down before he wakes up to be rejected by him.

I didn’t think I’d just come over and open my eyes.

I look like I’m gonna kiss him.

“I don’t want to kiss you.” I’m sorry.

“Do you know there’s a saying that’s supposed to cover up?” I’m sorry.

Huh?

Don’t let me explain. Chiang Po is out of the car.

I’ll just have to open the door and catch up.

Chiang Po walked long and long before I caught up with him and stuffed my coat into his hand: “Getting a coat for your girlfriend is compulsory. I’m sorry.

This time Chiang Po was in a difficult position to say no, and when he arrived in the gallery, I found his obedience a conspiracy.

Because of the extreme cold in the gallery, I was wearing a sleeveless dress, and I sneezed several times.

I’ve been telling Chiang Po to put my coat on.

But he doesn’t care.

Until we finally met Guanshan Moon and her fiancé.

And then We sneezed again, and it was not until Chiang Po was far away that he put his coat on me: “Beware of the cold in the exhibition hall.” I’m sorry.

I saw Miss Guan’s perfect smile become less perfect, but only in my heart: “Chang Po is a black-hearted boss! If I had a cold, I’d have to apply for a job injury. I’m sorry.

Soon I found out that I was so close to Chiang Po.

He’s acting so much greener than my fire.

Throughout the opening session, he was extremely gentle and kind to me in front of Guanshan Moon and her fiancé.

He even leaned over and tied my shoelaces when they were loose.

When he bends down, in fact, my whole back is flat.

That’s scary.

You know, it’s Chiang Po, and he’s always been an incredibly empty-minded guy to me.

When I was his secretary, my predecessor left me hundreds of working stickers.

Mr. Chiang likes room temperature at 25, air moisture at 56 percent, water always drinks ice…

I thought he wasn’t a big baby.

But my predecessor told me very carefully that, as the secretary of Chiang Po, it was my duty to ensure, without great detail, that he was comfortable.

“Mr. Chiang paid you to do this. I’m sorry.

It’s not just me, it’s all the staff he’s around to make him comfortable.

He is a giant baby brother who has enough money to allow everyone around him, all of whom are in his centre.

It can be said that he needs everything in his life, except Guan Shan Moon.

But now this man, who’s got everything he needs, is bending over to tie his shoe to me for the purpose of closing the mountain moon.

For the first time, I was jealous of the mountain moon.

And Guanshan Moon looked at me in a complex manner.

I’m afraid she’s jealous of me too.

Well, what a mess.

I can only remind myself in time that it is the female race that is the first to earn.

Come on, Yoo Ga-Mu!

14

The windfall of this trip was that I discovered that Guanshan Moon’s fiancé Suzawa was a very interesting man.

I found this because we met in front of the same Krabs of the Alaskan King at lunchtime.

On such occasions, socialization is more effective than eating, and hard foods like this, which affect socialization, are generally unsuspecting.

We look at each other, we look at each other.

And I have come to eat because I see Guanshan Moon in his old meaning,

After the great show of love, I feel that giving the two of them a chance to be alone at this point in time would help to stabilize her even more if Chiang Po were to shed a little light on his interest in Guan Yuen.

Otherwise, if Guanshan moon were to think that he had no chance at all, and had lost his thoughts, our love would be counterproductive.

So as soon as I saw Guanshan Moon approaching Chiang Po, I slipped away.

I told Chiang Po to cheer him up.

But I’m looking at this guy, who doesn’t know he’s going to be green, and he’s still here.

He’s still joking with me, looking at the fragrance of the halls and saying that we met with a common proletariat.

And then I found out that this guy was so funny.

He’s a Northeasterlander. Humor is like an instinct carved in a bone. It makes people laugh.

In stark contrast to Chiang Po’s stereotypes and boredom.

I immediately understood why Miss Guan would cross the class looking for a poor boy like him.

It’s much more fun with him than with Chiang Po.

Unfortunately, it took me no more than 15 minutes to hear a sound come in: “What are you talking about? I’m sorry.

And when I turned my head, I saw Chiang Por and Guanshan and Moon came to us, somehow.

It’s Guan Shan Moon who talks.

I was wondering why you were so small, looking at Chiang Po.

Chiang Po looks at me as far as I can see, as if it was a hard time to find the dog owner of the lost pet dog.

I don’t know.

I had to be polite and say, “Just talk, Mr. Sue is so funny. I’m sorry.

It is an ordinary saying, but Chiang Po and Guanshan Moon have all changed their faces.

Guanshan seems a little awkward.

And Chiang Po was like a cat on his tail, holding my hand: “We should leave now.” I’m sorry.

Then I was dragged almost all the way out of the restaurant without waiting for the reaction of the master.

My hands were in pain until I left the restaurant.

Chiang Po seems very angry: “I’m not paying you to flirt with anyone. I’m sorry.

And then left me alone.

Huh?

I think Chiang Po must be jealous of Suzawa.

That’s why we’re talking.

For his poor sake, I’m not prepared to play with him.

I chased him, grabbed his arm, tried to give him a step down.

After all, we’re gonna have to play love.

But he turned me away from me: “Think about your words and your deeds and come to me.” I’m sorry.

I’m not going after him this time.

The social and animal code is two. The boss says nothing. Don’t argue with the boss.

He asked me to reflect. Then I’ll reflect.

I’m sure Chiang Po won’t wait for me to come home.

“That’s the way it is. Sometimes it’s like being a child. I’m sorry.

I turned back and found Guanshan Moon standing behind me somehow.

I’m taping my chest: “Hey, why does Miss Guan always like to hide?” You stand behind your body in silence. I’m sorry.

Huh?

I’m not trying to show my “current” girlfriend and her ex-girlfriend a sense of existence.

If I follow her words, I will allow her to speak the Versailles language that shows that she is the person most familiar with Chiang Po.

I didn’t miss her.

As it turns out, Guanshan-Moon has been rounded up in the words of my usual charade, and I don’t know how to keep going.

Then, of course, I came to Versailles, and I said, “Well, since Miss Guan has come out, I apologize to you very far.” I hope Miss Guan doesn’t mind what he just did. He has nothing against Mr. Soo. He is simply jealous. I’m sorry.

I’ve finally taken advantage of the mood of eating at Chiang Po.

Well, if I don’t like it, I’ll beat your sweetheart.

But it didn’t wait long for me to say, “Did Miss Liu study at Hae-hyun High School?” I’m sorry.

It is a high school of nobility that is not acceptable to a civilian like me.

And I shake my head, and I wonder why Guanshan Moon brought it up. Is it a sign of her superiority in a noble school from an early age?

And she smiled: “Miss Liu was like one of my former classmates, and I remember her name was Liu, and I loved being far away, and I thought you were the same.” I’m sorry.

15

I was afraid he thought I wasn’t serious, so he went back to my house the same night and was going to come to him the next day and tell him I was thinking.

Clinker, that night I had nightmares.

Back when I was a kid, a lot of people called me ugly and thought Shaw didn’t belong to himself.

After waking up, I tried to remember the faces of the children who were bullying me in my dreams.

I’m going to have to go after them once I get enough money.

And then I was hungry.

I got up in the kitchen and laid myself a bowl of noodles.

The fragrance of the onions, the water under the water, and the two eggs.

When I came out of the kitchen with my perfumed face and pulled the light from the living room, I found someone on the couch in my living room.

I screamed. I almost threw the noodles in my hand.

“You, you, when did you get here? I’m sorry.

Chiang Po’s far end sits on my couch, and there seems to be an infinite sadness in his eyes.

Of course, it doesn’t matter. What matters is why he’s in my house.

Chiang Po didn’t answer me, he looked at my noodles and suddenly asked me a profound philosophical question: “Are I really boring?” I’m sorry.

Huh?

Didn’t he make me think?

You’re the first to think about it.

I cannot say, of course, that my boss is boring, and I compliment him: “We are the common man who is boring, and you are serious, and you are the best of the successful.” I’m sorry.

“Do you want to know why I broke up with you?” I’m sorry.

I’m shaking my head.

The less the boss knows the secret, the better.

But the boss doesn’t care what I think and says, “She thinks I’m boring.” So she dumped me and found that Suzawa. I’m sorry.

No wonder he’s so angry today.

I was in a cold sweat, and the storm was thinking about how to get back to what I said today.

Then I heard myself saying, ‘I will split you half of my noodles.’ I’m sorry.

Chiang Po looked at me with no words.

Yeah, it’s a little unfaithful.

So I said, “No, let’s do that.” I’m sorry.

And I added a new sentence, “I ask you, and do not want any money.” I’m sorry.

Chiang Po looked at me like a fool.

I said, “No, forget it. I’m sorry.

I pretended to put noodles on the table, ready to continue eating them.

I’m a little disappointed because I’m a little lonely tonight and I’m so eager to have a warm body to comfort my soul.

No body, no hot noodles.

But before I sat down, I was in a warm embrace.

And then the kiss, which stained with Chiang Po, fell.

16

With the first foundation, the second experience is great.

I understand for the first time what yushui is like.

The ancients are so good with words.

And that night, we were like two untired fish, swimming round and round in the water, and we didn’t know how many times we had to swim back and forth until we were completely asleep.

The next day, when I woke up, it felt like a wheel ran over me, and it was sour and sore that I almost couldn’t get up.

Chiang Po is gone, probably to work. He is a professional man.

I pick up my phone and I’m gonna order myself a takeout.

And then I realized

I can’t believe Chiang Po-chan transferred money again!

I’m a social animal, but I have to face it.

I’ll confiscate the money this time. I’ll give Chiang Po a long way.

Soon, he returned to me: take it. I think we’re more comfortable with the simple deal.

I’m so mad!

I don’t think I can afford it.

I confiscated his transfer and turned him over a dollar.

I went back to him: I bought it!

After about a quarter of an hour, he took the money.

Silver double, clear and clear.

Given the wonderful experience last night, I thought maybe I could buy some more.

Before I found a second chance to buy a second service, I hired Soze’s paparazzi to investigate, and I got a surprise.

Our common proletarian fighter Susawa, who is a playboy.

In the photograph, he was kissing a young girl.

The paparazzi told me that Susawa had a teaching post in an art college in the country and that the girl in the picture was his student.

One of his poor children had the pleasure of having smoked on her grandparents’ graves, and he cheated and cheated on his own schoolgirls.

What a dog!

Yesterday I was so excited about what he just built.

I should’ve dumped the photo right away to Guan Sanzuki and let him break up with this dog.

But I’m afraid she’ll be back with Chiang Po soon.

I can’t help but wonder if I’ve been paid for two months.

I’m gonna have to make a million dollars.

I decided to wait for two months, but it’s a green day, and it’s essentially the same as green months.

That said, I chose the former between my own interests and those of Chiang Po, which is ultimately a breach of duty.

When I look at Chiang Po again, I have a guilty heart.

So, when I was preparing my birthday present for Chiang Po, I went a long way.

Save him some money.

“I thought you’d take this opportunity well.” I’m sorry.

It seems that my greed has been revealed too well, and I am ashamed to laugh: “You are joking, I am a professional person.” I’m sorry.

Chiang Po looked at me with interest: “Come on, for your professionalism, I’m going to reward you for your birthday present. I’m sorry.

This time I’m surprised, I mean, the bill he just signed: “It’s all I want, and I’ve booked the hotel, so you can come with me.”

“I’m not saying this,” Chiang Po said. I’m sorry.

Only money is what Liu Gagi wants.

“I want to sit on a Ferris wheel at night.” I’m sorry.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” I’m sorry.

16

On the night of my birthday, Chiang Po had a whole park for me.

He took me to the bottom of the Ferris wheel, slapped me in the palms, and then the whole wheel had a miracle light.

It says: “Happy birthday to Liu Gamu.”

That moment, I knew it was all money-lighted magic.

But I’m still touched.

Even more touching than giving me $1 million.

I remember when I was a kid, there was a promise to light the lights on my birthday.

I looked forward to the day of my birthday, but finally the man broke his word.

Later, I saw a skylight in a store, pressing the switch and lighting a little light.

Although this lamp was very expensive to me at the time, I bought it without hesitation.

Every time I light it in the dark, I feel like I was missed when I was a child.

I do not know when Chiang Po was aware of my skylight or why he was willing to help me fulfil this wish.

In conclusion, I thank him very much.

I tried very hard to stop my tears and told him, “Thank you very much.” I’m sorry.

Chiang Po probably didn’t think I’d be so excited, he looked at me a little funny, “Let’s sit together for once.” I’m sorry.

However, God can’t see how happy I am until I’m on the Ferris wheel and Chiang Po gets a call from Guanshan Moon.

I don’t know what they said, but after they hung up on the phone, Chiang Po looked at me very closely: “I’m sorry, but you can only take the wheel.” Something’s wrong. I’ve got to see it. I’m sorry.

I was in a hurry to nod my head, “Well, you go, you go. I’m sorry.

Chiang Po left in a hurry and I took the Ferris wheel alone.

The night sky is washed, with a full moon.

This day is fifteen.

But I sat alone on a Ferris wheel for a ride. Although in my dreams, I’ve fantasized about it a million times.

In my imagination, I walk the wind behind me a full moon.

It’s supposed to be as romantic as ET cycling to the moon.

But in fact, when I was alone on a Ferris wheel, I felt so scared!

I had only one thought in mind: what if something goes wrong and stops?

I can’t think of any more fun than tomorrow’s microblogging headline, “The Chiang Po Expedition’s Old Love, Liu Garwood’s Star Wheel.”

And I’m not comfortable on the Ferris wheel. It’s cold. It’s like I’m an idiot.

Anyway, the blessing of Chiang Po, on my birthday, I had a glorious cold.

I don’t know if this is a work injury.

17

When I sneeze home, Chiang Po was waiting for me at home.

There was a picture of me at the table in front of him, and I had to explain what was going on.

“Why didn’t you take this for me? I’m sorry.

I lost my brain for half a second, and I was looking for an excuse, “I’m afraid.”

“You’re afraid I won’t hire you if you give me this. I’m sorry, I’m sorry.

He was so straight and I was embarrassed.

I smiled and I thought of finding myself a second sentence.

But Chiang Po didn’t give me a chance to speak: “Think about it, Guan knew what Suzawa was like, and she just never wanted to break up with him.” I’m sorry.

Huh?

“Do you think it’s funny that Chiang Po has a smile worse than crying?” I’m sorry.

I nodded and shook my head: “Miss Guan knows no one. She’s funny, not you.” Don’t worry, there’s no problem in the world, just climb. As long as you keep working, Miss Guan will be back with you sooner or later. I’m sorry.

“How do you know? I’m sorry.

“Because you hired me, I won’t let you spend your money. I’m sorry.

I still do.

I swear to you, “Look, Miss Guan has opened her heart to you today and has exposed to you the biggest wound in her heart. This means that she has leaned against you again.” Don’t worry. Just listen to me. Miss Guan will be in your pocket soon. I’m sorry.

Chiang Po looked at me in the eyes of an emotion I could not understand.

I think at such a dark moment in his life, would he want to kiss me again?

That’s just too bad.

After all, he was sad that Guanshan didn’t like him a second ago!

It’s good that Chiang Po didn’t kiss me in the end, he just smiled and seemed exhausted: “What’s wrong with a worker like you?” I’m sorry.

18

The next day, the microblogging headline was a photo of Chiang Po sending Guanshan Moon home late in the night.

One of them was Chiang Po, who was looking at Guan Yuen’s door.

I mean, that’s a normal look.

However, the people who eat the melons say that they see from it the depth of Chiang Po’s deepness cannot be concealed.

In the end, Liu Gagi is a joke.

Of course I can’t let down the melon eaters, and almost immediately I ordered a ticket to Hainan.

While I have arranged for myself to travel to Hainan, I have made arrangements for Chiang Po to follow myself.

“It is only in this way that Guanshan-Moon will know that you are far from her presence, and that she must take you seriously if she wants you. * When I was leaving, I saw Chiang Po and said *

Chiang Po was very good this time, and immediately pursued me to Hainan.

I know this should be my last time as Chiang Po’s girlfriend.

So I’m going to arrange something I really want to do with my boyfriend.

In fact, it’s like walking around in the old streets with hands.

I even arranged for Chiang Po, who was so squeaky, to stomp on my dirt stand on the side of the road.

Jiang Poya, though repulsive, sat down.

It must be said that Chiang Poya, as a boss, is not entirely undesired.

For example, my predecessor said that he liked ice water, and once I forgot to ice his water, I was afraid that he might get mad and make him drink warm water for his health, and he could easily accept it.

For example, he used to work all night, and I didn’t want to go through it, and he wouldn’t work any more than 12.

For example, when he’s so tired of it now, but I want to eat it, I’ll tell him, will you eat it with me, and he’ll sit down for it.

In fact, as a noble boy, he’s always very nice.

Well, I can’t help thinking about his benefits.

I thought I’d think of him some late night after I left him completely.

Thank you for coming back to my dream of a perfect boyfriend.

Or I won’t have a boyfriend anymore.

We were all drunk the other night.

After drinking too much, Chiang Po received another call from Guanshan Moon.

And We took the call for him and said: Believe me, do not answer it tonight, and when you return tomorrow, she will become your girlfriend. I’m sorry.

In addition, I took the opportunity to ask Chiang Po to give me more money, and I said I had helped him in two months to fulfil his wish, which he had not fulfilled for years.

“You only give me $600,000, don’t you lose it, you have to give me at least $10 million. I’m sorry.

“What do you want with all that money? I’m sorry.

“Buy a villa, retire, lie flat and eat, and spend the rest of his life with Chiang Heung and many money. “I’m gonna start pointing at the head.

“Good. I’m sorry.

Huh?

I woke up the next day, and Chiang was not around anymore.

I think I’m looking for Guanshan Moon.

I’m a little confused, and he promised me $10 million for real or for dreams.

I turned on my phone, and I was going to check the transfer, and I found out I was, again, hot!

This time, it was reported that my original name was Liu Sun-hoon, who was only 12 years old when he first fell in love with Chiang Po and was rejected.

Sounds like a pervert.

But it’s me that’s the perverted plastic surgeon.

I know, this is Guanshan Moon’s counterattack.

It’s time to say goodbye.

Mr. Liu Jia-Mu

I’m Liu Mu Soon.

I like Chiang Po for a long time.

It’s been 14 years, 7 months and 21 days.

That’s right. On September 1st, 14th, 7th and 21st, I’m sure I like Chiang Po.

We were all 12 years old.

We are all students of the first grade of the 100-year-old nobility school — Hae-hyun High School.

On the first day of school, I was carrying my new kettle, and there was open water.

When I went out, my mom reminded me that when I went to school, it was cold and then I drank.

I was going to do it.

But after gym class, I pour out the water to get cold, and I find a super handsome boy who walks into our class.

One was careless, and I looked at him and I was so nervous.

Another by accident, I took a drink with my hand.

Then.

All out.

Not bad.

The boy, who was already sitting in his seat, stood up and handed me a bottle of mineral water: “Drink some cold water, remember to pour warm water later.” I’m sorry.

I tried to exhale my breath and try to get the feeling of burning out of my mouth, and I ran over the mine with a red face.

That day, I knew his name, Chiang Po.

Then I thought, maybe in Chiang Po’s eyes, I was like a burned puppy.

Chiang Po is a very open man with many friends, but I daren’t be friends with him, and I dared to secretly fall in love.

I wrote him a love letter, but I didn’t have the courage to give him.

I’m an ugly duckling, and it’s probably not wrong to like a swan, but let the swan know that I like him, which is definitely my fault.

I just feel that it’s the writing of a love letter that is qualified to love a girl.

As a result, the love letter was inserted into Chiang Po’s desk and taken out by Fang Haechuan, a good friend of Chiang Po’s, to the entire class.

Since then I’ve been the laughing stock of the school.

I don’t look good, I don’t study well, and I don’t live well.

How dare I want to love the noble son of Chiang

It is a heinous crime.

Those girls who may also like Chiang Po but dare not say it, treat me as an imaginary enemy.

They started by laughing at me, and saw that I was weak, and never resisted, and then they developed into hegemony.

I don’t know if Chiang Po knew that I was being bullied by him, and I didn’t mean that I had no imagination. If only he could say a word for me, even a word.

On my 13th birthday, I got a note from Chiang Po.

He asked me to meet at night at the playground in the suburbs, and he said he was taking me to take the wheel at night and to light my lights with my name.

I went to the appointment with joy.

But I waited for the middle of the month, and I didn’t wait for Chiang Po, who was supposed to come.

I know, I was fooled.

I just don’t know if it’s Chiang Po, or someone around him.

I’d rather believe it was someone around him.

That day, I went home step by step.

I didn’t go back to school, and I told my mom that the kids at school were too rich and that there was still a big difference between our little concubines and my mom, and I didn’t feel very happy and forced me to change school.

And then my dad’s business just failed, so my mom moved me.

And then I changed my school, changed my name, and I got my face fixed.

But I can’t forget Chiang Po.

Not to exaggerate, there have been a lot of people chasing me since I became pretty.

But they’re not Chiang Po.

It’s probably heaven’s plan, when I went to college to look for a job, and for the first time I looked into the job, I saw Chiang Po looking for a secretary.

Well, it wasn’t a heavenly arrangement. I was watching him.

I know his dad’s good, he’s good, but now he’s, he’s on the news, he’s completely different from what I remember.

In all the gossip stories, he’s become your gossip boyfriend, basically a dream of millions of girls.

I kind of wonder what happened to him.

So when I learned that he was going to recruit a secretary, I went to the sister who worked at his company, went to the final interview, and finally came to Chiang Po to sleep as intended.

Seriously, on the first day of work, I kind of expected him to recognize me, but not.

I think in his memory there is no such person as Liu Ka-Mu.

It’s okay, it’s easier for me to sneak up.

It’s one thing to hear, but when I watched Chiang Po talk about a relationship and a relationship, it really hurt.

Remember, he’s such a warm man!

But now his eyes are empty and his heart is empty.

I don’t know what happened to him, but it’s not good for me not to taste it.

If the perfect Chiang Po in the past can only make me forget it and if this empty shell is far away in the present, then may I finally have the chance to have it?

I tried to fill his hole.

I worked very hard, and after gaining his trust, gradually reshaped him in my own way.

He likes ice water, so I’ll make him fall in love with warm water.

He’s insomnia and he’s always working all night, so I’ll get him back to sleep.

He paralyzes himself with a game, so I remind him over and over again that those other women only love his money.

I’ve been bad for his girlfriends, and I’ve always defined their feelings for Chiang Po in a simple and violent financial relationship.

Slowly, my name is out there.

I think it’s okay.

Even if the world hates me, it’s enough for Chiang Po to like me one day.

I know I’ve become a bad person, not unlike those little girls who once bullied me.

But heaven has a way, and it is not good.

God won’t let the bad guys get away with it.

I didn’t get love and I didn’t fill his hole.

‘Cause I found out that the hole in his heart was the closing moon.

Guan Sanzuki, who was our classmate at the time, was once a school-class figure and is now the top white rich and jealous of being a red flower.

I feel like I totally lost.

But I always hope that at least one of us will be happy.

Chiang Po is happy enough.

I thought, finally, that maybe he could use a fake relationship to stimulate and then take back the proud Guan Shan Moon.

I’ve been thinking about it for a while, and I realize it’s not me who’s in love.

No one is more committed than me; two, no one is better off than me; and three, I really want to be closer to Chiang Po, even if it’s just a fake relationship.

So I told Chiang Po that if he gave me money, I could help him recover Guanshan.

It hurts, but I told myself that if it works, it’s a triple win.

Chiang Po got love, I got money and pretended to be love.

The poor do not need love, and it is enough that they have experience.

But I cried when I realized that my plan really worked.

At first I thought I was really losing Chiang Po this time.

But I think I’ve never really had Chiang Po.

I cried even harder.

When I cried, I remembered what the flower said to me: “I want him.” I’m sorry.

Who doesn’t want Chiang Po? But we can’t afford it.

The only good news is that I’ve been a little rich since then.

20. Chiang Po is far away

I knew that Liu Ka-mu was Liu Yu, and every person working with me would do a thorough background check.

I left her because what happened to her had more or less nothing to do with my childhood.

When I was a kid, she liked me and wrote me a love letter.

To be honest, it was the first love letter I received, and I was taken by Fang Hae-chon before I read it.

I did not stop him because I saw that Guanshan Moon was the one who made him read.

By the way, we were all just in the first year.

I like it. She likes it. I’ll let her do it.

I thought it was my love to let her laugh.

Young me, never thought about what it was like to be played with Liu.

I have even forgotten that there was a man like Liu in the world.

Until Liu Mu, alias Liu Ka-mu, recruited my secretary.

The frightful look in the eyes of Liu Gagi reminds me of the little girl who was caught in the middle of the day by the trap.

I was already in lockdown, a ghost, and I kind of wondered, what the hell’s going on here?

At first, she did not go too far, but stayed by my side, with more responsibility than any of my previous secretaries. So long I’ve been guessing that she’s come to apply to be my secretary, probably because the job is well paid.

But slowly, I found some details, some that reveal that she still likes my details.

For example, she secretly turned the water I drank into warm, and that time I wanted to get mad, and I just heard her go around and talk to Annely about drinking warm water to feed.

Even for me, it’s hard to make her feel good in public. Who knows she only gave me warm water after that.

And, for example, she kept telling me never to work after 12, not sleep after 12, not good for the liver and spleen.

There are, of course, many such details, which were never done by my previous secretaries.

They’re all paid workers, and they do what I say.

It’s like she’s the only one who really cares about me.

It’s like I’m hopelessly concerned and I like Guanshan Moon.

Yoo Ga-Mu made me feel like I wasn’t alone, so I left her with her, and I found it interesting.

But my heart is only about the mountains and moon, and most of what I can do to Liu Garm is not to expose her.

The one who really showed her the tail of a fox is me getting drunk because of Guanshan Moon’s engagement.

She offered to be my fake girlfriend– help me recover Guanshan Moon.

I’m a little shocked.

And she was ashamed to say that it’s a moral burden and a negative impact on me to find 10 small bouquets, that money is the same, and that “focus” on her, at least not acting.

She then said that she only needed 10 million dollars to hire her, and she pledged to help me recover Guanshan.

It must be said that Liu Kagi is really smart and well aware of me, and that her plan, which is very touching to me, allows her to fall in love with someone she likes and makes money for her.

If it wasn’t for me, I’d really applaud her.

I can’t really give her 10 million.

She won’t be my secretary.

I’m a businessman. I don’t want to lose my favorite secretary so quickly.

But I do want Guan Shan Moon, after all, I’ve never lost that much in my life.

So I said 300 grand a month for Yoo Ga-Mu.

It is because of the 300,000 a month that Liu Gagi began to love me with all his energy and help me pursue Guanshan Moon.

She did everything in her power to give me the first time. And after we finished, I turned over a million to her out of a sense of clarity.

I told myself I didn’t want to have money or any other employment.

But for the next few days, she’s been walking around in front of me, and she’s been learning “X” and “X” like she wants to do that again.

Or maybe you’d like to make millions more through me.

These two ideas are in my head and I’m very upset.

If she really loves me, I’ll be cruel to her like that.

I can’t accept such myself.

But if she’s just a professional or trying to make money, I find — I don’t accept it.

So after that, I had a very complex feeling for her, and that feeling scared me.

I’m doing the same for Guan Shan Moon.

Is it love?

I don’t know.

All I know is that Guanshan Moon and Liu Gagi have been in my mind since then. I don’t know which name it is more often.

It bothers me a little, and my mom.

After my mother took her to that party, my mother married her grandmother, who gave her the pearl necklace.

I asked my mom how she got away with it, and she said she’d never seen anyone waste food for a long time.

I told my mom she’s so easy to deliver such a big gift, don’t regret it later.

My mom said she’d regret it if she didn’t. She told me not to like Guan Yu.

Soon, I found out my mom was saying something.

On that day, I arranged to “stalk” her to Hainan.

After spending the whole day hanging around like ordinary people, Guanshan Tsuki called me as expected.

Liu Jia-Mu helped me with the phone cut off with her eyes red, and she told me she couldn’t take it tonight, so that when I go back tomorrow, Guan-Moon will be my girlfriend.

When you say these words, there are tears in her eyes. At that moment, I was sure that Liu Gagi really liked me.

But Liu Gagi said to me like a fool: “You only give me $600,000, don’t you have to give me at least $10 million.” I’m sorry.

I asked her what she wanted. She said she’d lie down.

I don’t know if those two words inspired me, and I pulled her almost crazy all night.

When I got to the airport, it was 6:00 in the morning.

For some reason, even though I knew Guan Shan was waiting for me, I was not excited at all, but I felt empty.

I’m familiar with this feeling. My heart was empty for the moon.

But at that moment, I was sure, coming to the airport, I regretted it.

I found out I don’t love Guan Moon anymore.

Maybe I didn’t love her long ago when she gave up on me for a funny man.

I’m obsessed with her just because I want to win.

And Liu Gamu let me win.

At that moment, I had a lot of flashes in my head.

I called Guanshan Moon and told her I like Liu Ka-mu now.

Guanshan Moon is angry.

She told me that Liu Jia-mu was the one who wrote me love letters when I was a kid.

So Guanshan Moon is jealous.

I laughed, “Did not your eyelids work? I’m sorry.

Actually, I don’t care if Mr. Liu is a plastic surgeon.

I was awake on my way back to Liu Jia-mu.

I’m going to tear her open and tell her not to pretend that she likes me so much, but she’s going to pretend that she just likes money.

I’ve even thought about it, and I don’t really care if Liu Gagi loves me or my money.

When I showed up, told her I liked her, she was crying.

And then she stunned for half a day, and she said, “You won’t take it back.” I’m sorry.

I laughed.

Good, she loves money, and I just have enough money to make sure she loves me forever.

What a pair we are.

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□ Superman Manchuria

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.