I’m not actually pregnant, and I’m not going to tell my husband until I die.
I want him to feel guilty for life.
It started a few months ago.
My husband has a long-standing friend, a girl.
I looked at them and he comforted me that they didn’t.
Treat each other as heterosexual.
It’s been a long time, and I’m getting used to thinking they’re just real brothers. Until then.
God, I found out I was wrong.
She betrayed me.
I’ve just heard the news. I’m a bit blind, looking up at the woman sitting across the street: What?
What? I’m sorry.
It’s my husband. We got married six months ago and we’ve always been good. And this woman in front of me, Lin Qing, is my husband’s best brother.
I just came back from my business today and I was invited here in the first place.
She sat across the street from me, and her face got a little confused.
“The child’s manners…”
How do you behave?
These four words alone make me think a lot: how close are they? Lin Qing is not
Wrong? Or it was a misunderstanding. After all, he owns a photo studio, sometimes.
It’ll help with the show.
I can’t help but say a few words.
Zhangyu. I’m sorry.
“I believe in his character, too,” Lin Zheng said, “Maybe I did it.
No, don’t you think that’s not true. I’m sorry.
I’m afraid their “brothers” won’t be able to do it if he doesn’t know about it.
I promised Lindsey.
I said again before I left: “I believe in the worst.” I’m sorry.
It’s more like saying it to me.
I said I believed him, but I planted the seeds of doubt.
I’m afraid of something like that. At 1:00 a.m., the sound of harsh and uneven breathing came and I opened my eyes in the night.
I looked at his cell phone over there in the nightstand, and it was kind of entwined.
He gave me the phone code before, but I always thought I’d just check it once.
It means I don’t trust him, so I didn’t check it once.
But this afternoon’s words never stopped in my mind.
I struggled for a long time, and finally I picked up the phone.
I told myself I’d only watch this once, and if there was nothing, I’d confess to him and…
Apologize to him.
After his phone was unlocked, I looked at his phone records and text messages. They were clean.
The notes are all people I know.
I opened up again, and there’s nothing wrong with it.
I’m so relieved to see you sleeping next to me. I think Lin Tyu is mistaken.
Okay.
I was just about to put my phone back.
No. One is a life, one is a work.
I can carry these two phone numbers.
And We logged in with a work code, and in this moment the blood condensed.
It’s really a small number. It’s a girl named White Spirit.
Lin Zheng guessed well, he did cheat.
I took the shortest time to force myself to calm down and self-abusely read their conversations.
In the record, a brother of the White Spirit screamed very nicely, and it was natural.
Valentine’s Day, Seven Nights, 520… These are the holidays that I spent with him, and he doesn’t have “the best of the best” transfers, $520, $1314, and none of them went off.
I even remember the surprises he had for me at every holiday, which are particularly ironic today in front of these transfer records.
It’s even more ironic that my dress is behind me!
I loved a wedding dress, but I thought it was a little expensive, and the shopkeepers didn’t open a branch in our city, so I never told Zhenggu about it.
And then he took it out on the day we took pictures of the wedding dress, and said he saw me look at the picture of the wedding dress, and took it down and flew to the city to buy it.
I was so moved that I thought I was a little bit happy for a while. I didn’t think the spirit had gone with him to buy the dress!
How could he be able to cut between his husband and his lover?
I kept brushing down their chats, and I didn’t find myself until dawn.
All night.
When he woke up, he called me unconsciously.
It was only when I didn’t react that he turned over.
When I saw his phone in my hand, he woke up. I’m sorry.
I threw his phone at him and asked him what he had to say.
He looked at the interface where his cell phone stayed, and he said it was one of his studios.
Model, things aren’t what I thought.
I don’t think it’s funny to look at him like he’s got all the juice.
Whatever reason he finds, he will not be able to escape the fact that he has cheated.
Those things that I thought were beautiful, those things that I thought belonged only to us.
Individual memories are mixed up with the third.
I shed a tear and looked at him: “Marriage.” I’m sorry.
I didn’t want to live with Yan after I got divorced.
A week off, packed and moved out.
Lin Qing immediately took me to her home when he heard about it.
I’ve always had a bad look at Lin Fing, and I’ve always felt that she’s a blurry concept of gender, that she bites a siphon in the name of her brother, that she delivers underpants on her birthday, and that even some yellow stories are freely shared with him.
And she’s a signed model for Zhengyu’s studio, and I can’t get a word out of her when she’s talking to Zhenghu’s work. I don’t know anything about the layout. When they stood together, I even thought I was the outsider.
I thought she was just trying to look at my jokes, and it was only today that she found out that I was too biased and that I was really concerned.
She’s free half of the room for my luggage so I can stay as long as I want.
For the second week of the past, I may have looked like I wasn’t in a good mood every day, and Lindsey bought a couple of beers and said I couldn’t go on like this.
I haven’t cried since I moved out, but the night I drank, I couldn’t stand it.
Lin Zhiu’s hand was on my back and asked me with concern how it stood between now and Zen.
I told you the truth: “No good.” I’m sorry.
Zhang has refused to divorce and has been downstairs every day, delivering flowers, bringing him to lunch, waiting for me to leave work, but I refused.
I don’t understand the point of his tardiness, let alone why he cheated on me.
I’m seven-pointer and I’ve always been good at my body, and I’ve always had a big, small-time job at home, and I’m not a local, but I’m a marketing director at 100-strong companies around the world, and I sometimes sell his studio.
Either way, I think I’m not half sorry for him, and I don’t deserve him.
When the marriage was discussed earlier, his parents said they could not write my name on the house book for the time being, and I have no objection.
“To be honest, even if he’s not my brother, I think he’s fucking fucked up! “It seems that Lin is drunk too.
I smote a tear and took a cup with her: “Son of a bitch! I’m sorry.
Since I moved out, people around me have been trying to persuade me to make up with him, including my parents, and not to divorce me, and only Lin Ting is standing by my side.
Lin Tsing is holding me around my neck, and he’s a little drunk. I’m sorry.
“Okay, divorce!”
I don’t know.
Lin Qian looks big, but it’s not good. It’s drunk before me.
After I put her in the room, the cell phone in the living room kept ringing.
I don’t have to turn on the phone and I know who it is.
These days of moving out of the country, I was told to apologize and promised that I would never do anything like this again, asking me to forgive him.
I haven’t answered any of these messages, but he still sends them every day.
I went back to the living room and turned on my phone, and he was still a confession today.
It’s probably the effect of alcohol, it’s probably the advice of Lin, and I suddenly want to put this to a close, and for the first time since I moved out, I told him: “We really can’t go any further.” I’m sorry.
I loved him, as if he still loved me, but at the moment he cheated, we couldn’t have.
The top of the chat box was always “the other side is entering” and it took him a while to send it.
“Come out for dinner tomorrow, if you want to divorce after tomorrow, I respect your decision. I’m sorry.
I’m sitting in the living room and I’m gonna finish the rest of the bottle and then I’m gonna finish it. And at dawn, I returned one: “Okay. I’m sorry.
He and I were meeting at 6:00 p.m., and I was going to go down there on my own.
Wait to see him.
He leaned on the door and had a beard.
He usually cares about his image.
Be a good man. But now he hasn’t shaved, and he’s all blue.
Black, it looks like it’s been a long time.
I didn’t say anything. I didn’t care about the side door he pulled for me.
Back row.
His hands were in the air and finally collected.
On this road, he keeps a list of songs that we both like, and his eyes go from time to time.
Look in the mirror, I pretend I didn’t see it.
It’s embarrassing, I just close my eyes and pretend to sleep.
The first place we’ve ever known is the Qin restaurant.
When I saw the restaurant, I didn’t feel it in my heart.
The problem is not that it can be solved.
I don’t know what to solve.
When I got off, I looked at him and said, “After today, let’s talk about the divorce.
Okay. I’m sorry.
His body was frozen there until he resumed his movement but did not respond.
We walked into the restaurant in silence, and he ordered the same box we had when we first met.
If I’m not mistaken, he should have ordered the food we had at first sight.
I thought I saw through all his tricks, but I stopped when I pushed the door open.
The box was full of people, my parents, our mutual friends and his studio.
And he fell down on his knees with his eyes open: “Ah, my wife, I’m sorry for you, I’m not anything but I really know wrong.” I’m sorry.
He pulled out his cell phone, removed all contact details from White Spirit in front of me, and removed the cooperation with White Spirit.
He promised that this would be his first and last mistake, that all those present were witnesses, that he would add my name to the property certificate and that he would not let me look at his mother’s face again, etc.
Zhengxia is the man who has always loved honour, and I did not expect him to do so in order to keep me.
My parents came by to persuade me to forgive him.
This is a terrible thing for both of them to do and to beat him up, but he has been good to me for years, and they see it in their eyes, and they think it might have been the pig oil that blindfolded them this time.
I was advised by the people present that marriage is an understanding.
“I’m not mapping your property,” I looked down at him and said, “I just want to love with all my heart. I’m sorry.
“I’m a fucking animal…”
And he lifted up his hand and vowed: “O wife, I swear that this will never happen again again, nor will I love you alone from now on.” I’m sorry.
I heard myself say it was the last time.
I still can’t forget what we’ve been through.
It’s not like I’ve been in the hospital day and night for an appendicitis operation; what I like, even if I look at it more, he buys me; and those who used to be free of the sun are now able to make a table full of Chinese food just because I don’t like cooking, but I like to eat home food.
In the balance, I glimpsed the charade behind the crowd, and she didn’t look so good. She probably thought I was stupid and chose to forgive a man who cheated.
I forgive you, but I still have a little prick between us.
When he cooks, I wonder if he did the same thing for him; when he gives me the present, I wonder if he gave me the same gift; when we lie in a bed, I think of the two of them in the sky. I was wondering why Lin should forgive him. I thought about it, and I said one thing.
“I still love him.” I’m sorry.
I cannot deny the love of the past, and no one is as good to me as he is.
If he keeps his promise, I can start over.
But as things stand, the atmosphere between us remains embarrassing.
Once upon a time, I trusted you so much, but now I feel like I’m getting a little windy.
It is he who steals, and he is not careful because he is guilty in his heart.
The atmosphere is getting stiffer, and when it’s about to explode, the mother is here.
I didn’t tell his father about his cheating for the last time.
Mom. His mother always wanted me to give her a grandchild.
I’ll be talking about it.
She brought with her all kinds of accompaniment to the ferocious sun, which made her grandson’s heart more urgent.
I’m tired of sending his mother away.
He’s like a big dog. He’s got his head around my neck.
Long ago, why don’t we just do what my mother wants? I’m sorry.
I acquiesced.
But when it’s too late, I feel like I’m getting sick.
Him.
His face is a bit pale, and I have an excuse: “I’m not feeling well today. I’m sorry.
That’s what we both know.
It’s another day of silent back-to-back sleep.
I closed my eyes and didn’t sleep much.
There is no doubt that I love him so much that I choose to forgive him, but I am ambivalent, and that’s the contradiction that keeps pulling me, and I love him and I hate him.
I’m going crazy!
He suddenly turned around and held me.
His voice was low and his attitude was low: “I know you still have a heart, and I am not strong enough to ask you to put it down now. I will stay with you until you divorce me, and I will keep my promise with action.” You don’t want to have a baby, we don’t have a baby, it’s up to you, but if you want to have a baby, I’ll take Ta as a treasure. I’m sorry.
I can’t describe my mood at this moment, with frustration, pain and emotion … I finally took him.
I can’t stand this skeptical day, and I decided to give Zheng a chance, as well as myself.
I have set up a listening program on a quiet cell phone, which can be used to listen to telephones and can be monitored in real time. This program is connected to my phone, which means…
I can listen remotely through my phone, no matter where she goes and what she says.
I know I’m sick, but I can’t do it anymore. As long as there’s no sign of cheating in this month, I’m going to turn this page over and put our couple back on track.
Half a month has passed, and Zheng is keeping the studio and the house at 2:00.
I specifically applied to the company for a business trip, deliberately creating an opportunity for Zhengyu to be alone, but he was just at home to think of a new theme, without unusual performance.
Several times, he’s been normal, my heart’s softening, and we’re slowly back to normal life.
About a week later, as the last trip went well, the company gave me a bonus, and Zhang was at home celebrating for me. We all drank a lot that night, and I felt like we were back in the past.
That day, I did not reject his proximity.
The next day, when I came to the company, I thought a long time ago and decided to unload the wiretaps.
I look at the listening procedures on my phone and I intend to unload my cell phone first, and then find a time to unload the phone. But just as I was preparing to unload the process, I heard the sound of a kiss in my headphone.
After a while, a woman said, “Do you really believe she forgives you for loving you?” The sound is familiar.
It’s Lindsey.
I don’t know how long I’ve been sitting on a chair, and I’ve been up in the toilet and threw up.
It was dark.
In the headset, the voice of the dog and the man is still coming.
She asked her what she meant, and she said, “If you hadn’t used your property card to keep her,
How could she agree to make peace with you? When she was in my house, I kept telling her to follow.
You made up, but she’s going to divorce you and tell you to split your property. I’m sorry.
Turn it upside down!
She told me to get a divorce!
No wonder she told me to get a divorce.
“I’m the one who knew you first, and I’m the one who loved you first.
I’m the one who can’t see! I’m sorry.
“Why can’t you see the light?” Everyone in the studio thinks of you.
Come and see. I’m sorry.
The studio already knew!
All of them think I’m stupid.
Zheng won’t give him a chance.
He had sex with his heterosexual brother a long time ago.
I’ve argued with Yan-nun for many times, and he’s always said he’s a brother.
Oh, there’s this brother who rolls together!
I felt guilty about Lin’s past, and I thought I was in the heart of a small man.
I can’t believe I’ve been competing since I was a kid.
Because I thought Lin was really thinking of me, it seemed like she could not laugh at me in her heart.
Qianjin…
Didn’t he think I was a fool when he promised he’d never do it again?
The sound of the headphones is continuing…
“Are you really going to add her name to the property certificate? I’m sorry.
“I promised it in front of her parents, and the studio’s marketing idea needed her to help us think about the fire she thought about for the first half of the year.
Now, bring a six-digit bill to the studio… Be a good boy, and I’ll split you 20 percent on the contract, and you’ll get the profit. I’m sorry.
So Lin Qing was put in place, and his tone was reduced, and he asked, “Is it me in your heart or is it her? I’m sorry.
“What’s more, you’re my brother. She’s my wife. I’m sorry.
“Brother? “Did you do this with your brother?” I’m sorry.
“You are more important.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I really don’t want to hear the rest of it.
That’s my self-righteous love, and I thought it was a real regret and a true love for me, but I was just a jumper and a tool for him to make money!
All this time, it was a joke.
The thought that he and I didn’t wear that in my room yesterday, when I was white, I ran to the nearest pharmacy nearby and bought emergency contraception.
There is only one thought in my mind when it swallows it: never will it be better for them!
7. I did not want to go home and went around the block several times until nightfall.
When I opened the door, there was no sign of Lin Chong in the house, but I smelled freshener.
Tastes.
I’m not a stranger to this smell. I’m a bit of a blouse.
The air fresheners, and I was so glad that he had a better man than I was a woman.
Fine.
But now it appears that every air freshener he used to spray was destroying evidence.
I’m sick of it, but I don’t see it on my face. I’m sorry.
“Aah?”
I haven’t called him like that in a long time.
Come here.
“Honey, I’ve been thinking about it all these days,” I put my hand around him and my fingernails were stuck.
“We’ll never talk about it again.
Little days. I’m sorry.
“Do you really think so? I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
He hesitated for a while and made up his mind, “There’s something I want to talk to.
You said that. I’m sorry.
“What’s up, honey?”
“I thought I’d add your name to the housebook. I think I’ll do it in a few days. I’m sorry.
The car, which is now being driven by the family, and the start-up funds for the establishment of the studio, which his parents paid for in his first place, were well received.
In fact, his parents could have bought it for him in full, but at that point I and Zhang were about to get married, and his parents paid me a down payment, and his name was only one family, no matter who lives under the same name, and then the loan was repaid.
I wasn’t feeling well at the time, but I didn’t get married to Zhangyu, nor did I give him money, but I really liked him, so I didn’t say anything.
I would have stopped him before, afraid his family thought I was up to something, but now I don’t care what their family thinks of me.
What Zhang has earned now is what he will give to other women. If I don’t argue, I’ll take back what I deserve.
I was lying on his shoulder, “Thank you, honey. I’m sorry.
I speak softly, but I laugh.
After hearing about his conversation with Lin, I can guess what he’s going to say.
I knew he’d talk in no time.
He first thanked me for the ideas I had planned for his marketing, saying that he couldn’t leave me and the studio, and then euphemistically asked me if I could help him with some planning.
I promised.
In fact, even if he doesn’t, I’ll do it on my own initiative, because it’s an indispensible part of my plan.
Three days later, Zhengyu added my name to the housebook.
I don’t have a problem with that. Every time I leave home, I turn on the listening procedures on my cell phone.
I know what you’re listening to can’t be used as evidence, but I just don’t want to be fooled.
It was only in their conversation that I knew that they had been in love long before I was in love, and that they had not been able to be together because the parents of Qingxiang were uneducated and did not have stable jobs.
She was promised that, as long as the studio developed steadily, she would become a famous model and that when he had a child, his parents would certainly not object to what happened between them.
If they want so much fame, I’ll give it to them.
The next day, we returned to our former love. I’m a marketing manager, and I’ve been thinking about Zhen from time to time.
I’m just helping him plan a whole process of marketing, and I’m offering Lin Qian.
Promote models.
From H5 to Underline, from brand stories to posters, I’ll do everything.
The projects are being carried out by the companies in an effort to achieve the best.
After the marketing program, the famous photo studio in Zhengyu has grown.
Straight up.
It’s the best thing to do. A lot of people eat her kind of a stroke.
There’s a lot of fans coming to see her.
After her fire, Zhenxiu’s mother looked for her in private and I overheard her.
I’m sorry I didn’t have a baby.
If Lin had passed the door, at least now he could have a fat grandchild.
I don’t think so. He and I can’t be broken now.
The room is stable. You can pick one from between us.
He’s got a good deal to do. I’m helping him market the plan.
Models attract traffic, make money around.
He wants the money, I give it; now he wants the baby, and I’ll give him what he wants.
I’d like to see the net profit to see the next distribution of the marketing plan.
For the reasons given, the financial statements of the studio were not found.
There’s no doubt about him.
Looking at the financial statements, I found that this month ‘ s net profit was three times higher than last month. No wonder he didn ‘ t want to break it with me, after all, no one’s going through it.
And when I turned it over, I thought that some of the numbers were wrong, but they were part of the first half of the year, and I was afraid that I would not look.
I told him that the business was good and that if such performance could be maintained next month, a slightly more expensive marketing programme could be considered, so that the turnover would continue to rise.
“I’m listening to you, wife!” And when I heard that I could turn up my sales, he gave me a big kiss, “Let’s have a big dinner tonight and have a big party. I’m sorry.
I’ll pretend to be happy, too.
“Oh, my God. I’m sorry.
When there were only two of them before, I was particularly reluctant to bring Lin Ting together, and this was the first time I had taken the initiative to invite Lin Ting to join our two-person world.
“Aah what? I pretended not to know what he was thinking: “How else could I have attracted so many people if I didn’t want to model you for free? I’m sorry.
I’ve made a good point. I’ve made a phone call to Lin Qian while bragging about my wife.
Lin Qian came here with nothing different, with one hand around my neck, with one hand around her shoulders, saying we were all her best friends. I respect her face and acting.
She shouldn’t be a model, she should be an actor.
Lin Qian is still like the big one.
“It’s too much to drink wine for the celebration.” I’m sorry.
“My wife doesn’t like white.” I’m sorry.
I forgot, my sister-in-law wouldn’t blame me. I’m sorry.
When the food was ready, she also occasionally let Zheng pack her.
I used to hypnotize myself.
It’s just brother, and now it’s disgusting.
Looks like I didn’t manage my face.
I caught a chopstick.
“Stupid! *And before I speak, Lin Ting turned his eyes and took away the food from my bowl *
“Sister-in-law likes garlic, but doesn’t accept garlic.
What is your true love? I’m sorry.
I heard something in Lin’s speech. Put down chopsticks.
Zheng thought I was angry and had to reload a chopstick of my favorite food.
That’s right, even Lin Chong remembers, and I pretend to be angry, and if you do this again, I’ll…
Don’t give birth to you. “I was wrong” and he only heard what I was saying in the middle.
“Aah?”
I’m smiling.
“Did you agree to have children?” I’m sorry.
“Hmm. I’m sorry.
The explanation I gave was that I’m now working steadily, and my studio is evaporating.
We can both afford the kids’ expenses.
He’s always wanted a child, and now he’s so excited to come and hold him.
I turn around and ask me one hard question.
His attention was all over me, and he didn’t notice Lin’s face was stiff.
She’s been drinking a glass and a drink.
He was drunk that night.
It’s just, one because it’s happy, one because it’s sad.
The next day, after he woke up from his hangover, he was still excited.
Call her and tell her we’re gonna have a baby.
His mom was happy, too, and she bought a whole bunch of stuff. She took my hand, and the more she looked at it, she said, “My family is not marrying you.
It is particularly wise to be lucky, to be good, to be well educated and capable. If
I don’t think our family is going to be left-handed.
She’s only a college student…”
“Mom! I’m sorry.
It’s just that his mother shut up.
I remember a while ago, when she was looking for Zhang, she complained that he should have married Lin Zheng.
In his mother’s heart, the daughter-in-law was nothing but a means of transmission.
If I don’t have a baby, she wants to change to Lin Ting, and I want to have a baby.
Education.
That’s a real plan for the mother and son.
His mother had to change the subject.
She saw a bottle of medicine in the cupboard, and she said, “What is this?” I’m sorry.
“That’s a VC film,” I explained, “If you’re going to have kids, you’re going to have to.
Physical adjustment to optimal state is also responsible for the child. I’m sorry.
Her mother was very happy to hear it, and she was a great compliment to me.
But they didn’t even know that the bottle was filled with short-acting contraception.
Medicine.
Short-acting contraception, unlike emergency contraception, consists mainly of estrogens and pregnancy hormones, which are not harmful to the human body and even reduce the risk of tumours.
If one is taken every day, the menstruation will stop, and the official holidays will come only three to seven days after the withdrawal.
As to why they should be placed at the gates, the most dangerous place was the safest place, so that no one would be suspicious.
Since we decided to have children, I’ve been involved in more workrooms, and every marketing campaign will lead to an increase in turnover, and I’m increasingly dependent on it.
He likes to hold my waist, and he says in my ear, “Honey, I can’t live without you.” I’m sorry.
Yeah, he couldn’t leave me because I could make money for him and give him a baby.
I’ve been more sure about one thing since his mother lied that day.
Zhang chose to marry me only because I was better suited to get married, because I had a better education and a better job than Lin Zhi, and at least half of the credit for being able to follow a model now seems to the outside world.
But I have to admit, Lin Qian looks good, British, men and women alike, which is why she has so many female fans.
I’ve lost all the sweet words I’ve ever heard.
I bought something — pre-processed pregnancy rods. 10.
Because of the short-acting pill, my holiday was delayed.
The first thing I get up every day is to ask if I’m here.
He sits up, he looks serious.
Isn’t it great? I’m sorry.
I naturally nodded.
When she left work that day, she bought a pregnancy test stick.
I took the pregnancy test and went to the bathroom, but I didn’t open it, but I prepared myself.
Good pregnancy test.
In order to be more real, I even made a little noise in the toilet.
Qing was standing outside the toilet, and heard the noise and asked, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
I didn’t answer him, but after I’m done eating, I pretend to be happy and nervous.
“Honey, I’m pregnant. I’m sorry.
Zhang has taken my pregnancy test stick, and his hands are shaking.
It was just a moment of excitement, so I kept it a secret.
The reason given was that they had a story here.
Man, you’re gonna freak out.
I promised. I know it’s true because he’s afraid Lin Tsing’s going to get involved.
Lin Chong is the most popular model in their studio.
But how can there be a wall in this world that doesn’t go through the wind?
I’ve been working so hard to make it known to everyone.
The contradiction is only the first step.
Under my false pretense, Lin Chong soon learned about it.
When she learned, she was in the studio.
I heard all the arguments through the bugs on his phone.
“You’re not telling me, are you afraid I’ll do something to your child? I’m sorry.
“I didn’t mean that…”
“You know how much I love you after all these years with you.
I just love the house and the ow. You think I’m willing to be a little girl? I just love you.
You don’t deserve to trample on me. I’m sorry.
It’s a bit heavy, and she’s the one he loves the most.
It seemed like Lin Zhi used to kiss her again.
Next thing you know, there’s a sound in the headphones of the two of them shooting.
‘I know you didn’t want to hurt me, and you love me,
I never thought I’d take her place if you had me in your heart.
I don’t care what people think, even for you. * Listen to Lin, I’m impressed again. *
A few days ago, she was still asking when she would marry her.
But it seems that men ate the same thing, and the kisses of both men came out of their headsets.
I heard Tsang say sorry to her as if they were the love, and I was great.
Smash the evil girl.
But I’m going to say, “You’re going to stay for a little while, though you love to talk.
Dimwit. I’m sorry.
“What do I care? I’m sorry.
“You’ve only been married for a long time, and her name has been added to the family property card.
She’s got a voice in the studio, even when people don’t know what to do.
Wait, it’s all about her face. You’re the boss, and you’re not afraid to be left alone? I’m sorry.
“She’s my wife.” I’m sorry.
“Well, I’m looking for you and you’re calling someone’s wife. I’m sorry.
Lin Qing doesn’t know what he’s done, he’s like, “Crazy girl!” I’m sorry.
I’m not a stranger to that. He used to call her that.
Under your nose.
Because of the words of Lin, I am not afraid of me.
He changed some of the data in the financial accounts and came to me and said, “You’re working so hard, or you’ll quit your job and run a studio with me? I’m sorry.
I pretended to be unhappy: “You want me to be attached to you?” I’m sorry.
“I am afraid that you will have to work hard and help in the studio.” I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, I naturally understand what he means.
Lin Chong’s words were still working that day, and he’s starting to test my mind.
I know in my heart, but I’m still in the acting, “You think I’m an iron man? You’re on the right track now, you don’t need me at all, and I’m still on my own. I’m sorry.
It’s true, but he said his studio needed me, and he needed me more.
Let’s hear it.
I turned over the white eye and handed him a recent marketing programme, telling him that the studio now had a reputation, but that, in the absence of the subject matter, it would be perfect for the subject matter, and would, with luck, attract media interviews.
Zheng was so excited to go back to the studio.
The programme is simple, with 10 sets in each of the city’s subway stations, filled with paper, which can be used by interested persons for free to take photographs of their daily commuting. It also has a microblogging account on the back of the studio.
If you want to share your life, you can also use it as a microblogging at Att’s studio.
Participation in a free-of-charge lottery.
It’s all about people’s quality and morality.
This kind of thing is actually very popular with the media, because it’s a combination of trust and morality.
Question.
It doesn’t matter. On the third day after the marketing, there’s a media connection.
He wants to make a live broadcast.
It’s a million-dollar V.
If you have hot spots, you drill them.
I don’t have any money, but it’s a matter of making Zhengyu’s studio impulsive.
One level will also further impress the studio.
After all, this blogger’s style has always been well known.
Yeah.
Because of this, Zhengxiu was so spoiled by me that he would spend his life with me.
Okay.
I took the opportunity to make a request to announce that we had a baby on the air.
Love.
The reason I gave was that I wanted to give the unborn baby the biggest row.
He thinks I’m a little vanity. Think or agree. After he said yes, I quietly unloaded the listening procedures on his phone.
No trace.
Everything I set up has finally reached the point of closing the net.
It’s obvious how exciting it is to get a live invitation.
And also so excited about Lin Tsing.
Kisses are more like a lady boss than I am. I pretended I didn’t see it. The more she was, the more she was.
The worse it gets.
A week later, Zhengyu went to the blogger.
It’s official.
It’s easier to start with.
The concept of metro marketing activities, etc.
These problems have been prepared before, and they have been dealt with in a self-contained manner. In the presentation,
He didn’t forget my tinkles, specifically about having a baby.
The blogger’s face is complicated: “I’ve got something to think about since I’m talking about it.
Mr. Qiang. I’m sorry.
I’m not sure the blogger wants to ask questions about his lover.
If it’s a good male label, it’s better to build it. But what he didn’t think was, the next minute on the computer screen, the blogger released his financial report.
Table, and a picture of him and Lin Ting.
“We’ve been informed that the tax evasion at your studio is true.
And have you cheated on a woman who already has a wife and is pregnant? I’m sorry.
Looking at the screen, it’s so sad that it’s so cold on the couch.
Tax evasion is not a minor matter, and the police quickly took Zhengyu to investigate.
I was summoned by the police as her wife.
But I don’t share this studio, and I usually offer marketing programs.
Soon I was cleared and released.
Zhang fell at the height of his life.
Because of the live broadcast, almost everyone knows he’s not just a cheater.
There is also tax evasion.
After this prison disaster, I’m afraid he won’t be able to recover in a few years.
I saw him the day she went to jail.
He looked like a moustache and he couldn’t look at me like, “wife…”
“You don’t deserve to call me that. I’m sorry.
“Let’s divorce.” I’m sorry.
“Honey, I know it’s wrong,” he cried out, “You have our baby inside…”
“You’re cheating now? “This is not the first time you’ve cheated, and you asked me to give you one last chance, and I gave it, and you didn’t value it.” I’m sorry.
I should have shed a tear, but I’ve cried too many times before and this time I can’t.
I say the last sentence: “You don’t deserve to be my child’s father. I’m sorry.
When I came out of the police station, the bright sun stinged my eyes.
I looked up and knew it was over.
I’ve been divorced.
Some people on the Internet have called me a hooligan, told me that my husband and wife were a hooligan, that they were in trouble, that some people had advised me to think about my children, that I didn’t want to do anything like that, but soon someone helped me back.
“Her husband has cheated! He’s not going to leave. I’m sorry.
“It’s the Virgin Mother who can say that, right? May you meet such a man. I’m sorry.
“It’s not the first time that her husband cheated on her, and this time she’s still pregnant. I’m sorry.
“No divorce this time, then what? Would it be better for a child to live in a family without love? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
After reading the review, I called one of the studio employees.
A lot of people in the studio knew about the relationship between Zhengxi and Lin Qing, and had been covering for them before, which had caused me to remain invisible.
After the capture, I was contacted by a man of conscience, who voluntarily confessed to the matter between him and Lin.
I called today to know from his mouth what Lin Chong was in.
She is now the third child on the Internet, and it is not enough for her to be the only one who’s got the microblogging that’s hidden.
From his mouth, I learned that Zhenxiu’s parents had found Lin Qing.
His parents had some skills in finding out where the e-mails to the blogger had been sent were well-known, even though they had found the door in a desperate manner.
Lin Qing won’t admit it.
She argued that it was not in her interest that the matter should be brought to light, but everyone thought that she had simply destroyed him because she was sick and hated by her love.
Even if she were to defend herself, no one would believe that she was the author, and that even the kiss was the only photo on her cell phone — the close ones had been removed long ago to fear my suspicion.
Inexplicably, she became even more angry with her father and mother, who found out that even her college degree certificate was false, completely disrupted all her work and made her pay for her breach of contract.
I lost my source of livelihood, and Lin Zhi left the city ash.
I hung up and got up and poured myself a glass of wine.
No one knows. I actually sent the mail to the blogger.
Lin Ting was drunk the other day, and I unlocked her phone with her fingerprints and saw the kiss picture that she had.
I was going to send only proof of tax evasion, but I changed my mind when I saw that picture.
I opened her e-mail and sent an e-mail in her name to the blogger’s work box, with a copy of her studio’s financial report and their kisses, and I edited it for her: How pathetic is a woman who can’t love?
As a marketing manager, I’ve often had to deal with a variety of media people, knowing naturally that this blogger has an open and cooperative e-mail box, which receives online contributions, and that every day staff members read e-mails and extract the subject matter from it.
Annex.
It’s only a very large number of submissions, and it’s about a week later.
So I hit a time difference.
I’ll send an e-mail, and then I’ll make some noise at Yan-neo’s studio.
There is an interest in the content of the e-mail, and thus a desire to find it.
Now there are a lot of people on the Internet who want to go through it.
Hot search opportunities.
Even if this matter did not end up as I expected, I had an alternative plan.
It’s just that in that plan, I need to use all my connections, not to be present.
And in this way, you get yourself out of the whole thing.
And these things will rot in my stomach forever, and no one will know.
Drink all the wine and I rose up and poured all the short-acting pills into the toilet.
Lee.
As for the fact that I’m not pregnant, I’m not going to tell Ching until I die.
I want him to feel guilty for life.
(concluded)
## Half day of life
