"I know, I just want to confirm whether you will really answer my call." As soon as he hung up the phone, Ou Shaowen began to feel uncertain. He was afraid that all this might be his own imagination, so he couldn't wait to hear his voice again.
Ou Renjin smiled, feeling that his bottom line had retreated a step, "How about this, when you hand in your homework, we can go out for dinner together, okay?"
“Really?” Ou Shaowen seemed to have received another sudden surprise. “Didn’t you say that you didn’t want to meet me before I gave you the correct answer?”
"I just said that I won't go back to the villa for the time being. When did I say that I don't want to meet you?" Ou Renjin has a lot of things to deal with in the company. On the one hand, he hopes that Ou Shaowen can use this time to get to know him better, but on the other hand, he probably can't squeeze out any time.
Ou Shaowen nodded and agreed, "I understand. I will hand in the homework as soon as possible."
In fact, deep down, he didn't quite understand what Ou Renjin meant by asking him to learn what a normal view of love is. It's not that he didn't understand these things. He has also read a lot of literary works and film and television works. But what does this have to do with them? He is who he is. He doesn't want to pursue what most people pursue, and he doesn't want to learn to be like them.
The correct and excellent love they pursue is one that relies on each other yet is independent of each other, has contradictions but tolerates each other, emphasizes equality and is not one-sided, and is a good match with similar values.
These are actually very far away from him. He doesn't want to be independent. If possible, he wants to be with Ou Renjin every day. He doesn't want to pursue equality, doesn't want to consider status and wealth, and doesn't understand why relationships have to be so complicated.
When he was lying alone on the bed in the villa at night, he still felt a little distressed. After thinking for a while, he tried to call his teammate Qin Jiale.
Lele is the love expert in their team. He has boasted to them countless times that he has thousands of friends on WeChat, 80 of whom are girls, and whenever they encounter any relationship problems, they will definitely talk to him first.
A true friend of women.
"Le Le." He just opened his mouth and before he could start to explain, Qin Jiale just kept laughing to himself.
"Haha, Wenwen, your husband is awesome. It's satisfying to slap someone in the face. But some people are just trying to gain popularity! They don't care about their dignity at all."
"Ah?" Ou Shaowen looked confused.
"I guess some marketing accounts have been saying recently that your relationship might be breaking up, so some people are going crazy wanting to be the sixth concubine and can't wait to get the position."
"what are you talking about?"
Qin Jiale then realized that he might have something else to talk to him about when he called, but he couldn't help but share the latest gossip with him first, "You'll know after reading your husband's latest Weibo. Ha, it's interesting. President Ou's scolding is really interesting. I have to learn it well."
"Oh, then I'll go take a look." At this point he had already forgotten why he had originally wanted to make this call, and after hanging up the phone he logged into Weibo.
Ou Renjin finally posted on Weibo after more than three months, first clarifying the rumors about the breakdown of his relationship with Ou Shaowen.
Ou Renjin: It's really interesting. When did my breakup with my boyfriend need to be announced by a marketing account? No, I never planned to break up. I left when my child was about to be discharged from the hospital. I went on a business trip abroad so I didn't appear in China. That's all. I hope you won't miss taking photos of me for half a year next time. Just help me post an obituary to mourn my untimely death. Thank you.
In this reply he was quite polite, just a little weird. In the next reply he directly retweeted a Weibo post from an entertainment marketing account and started to criticize it directly.
That marketing account posted three photos of Ou Renjin and an 18th-tier celebrity at the airport. In the first photo, they walked out of the passage one after the other. In the second photo, the celebrity seemed to hear someone calling him and turned around to look in the direction of Ou Renjin. In the third photo, the distance between them was infinitely shortened. The celebrity leaned on his shoulder with a smile on her face.
Ou Renjin: I hate people who come to me on their own. I hate people who come to me even though they know the other person has a boyfriend. I hate people who want to come to me even though they know the other person has a boyfriend but dare not do it openly and can only do it secretly. Here's a tip for you. Next time you finally get a photo like this, just use it to threaten me. Maybe you can get some resources. Comment: You are stupid and cowardly. You don't deserve your obvious desire to be famous.
As soon as these two Weibo posts were published, Ou Renjin’s popularity, which had been silent for three months, instantly returned.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, you're so stupid and cowardly, you don't deserve your obvious desire to be famous. This is amazing, Mr. Ou is really amazing."
"Although I don't understand what happened, it's so cool to see you scolding people! Can you scold me once every two days?"
"No, are there any old fans who can tell me, is Ou Renjin always so direct?"
"Although, Mr. Ou doesn't need to curse himself."
“Hahahahahahahahaha, fuck, this is so cool to watch, I’m following it.”
“The marketing account is too cowardly. I was expecting a quarrel, but it just started and they deleted the previous Weibo. How come
"Here they come again. They are a sweet couple, how can they tolerate you monsters and ghosts coming here to make trouble?"
"Where did this 18th-tier celebrity come from? She's crazy about becoming famous. She hit a wall when she tried to scam Mr. Ou. Haha."
"This is so cool, forwarded it to me on the front page. Fuck hahahahahahahahaha."
After reading these two Weibo posts, Ou Shaowen specially went to find the Weibo post in which the marketing account said that it suspected they had broken up. Although the original blogger had deleted it, the spectators always have the most complete screenshots.
I finally understand why Ou Renjin suddenly said those words to him, saying that she only loves him and no one else.
He had already told him so clearly and responded so strongly, could he still misunderstand something
He pursed his lips and laughed unconsciously.
Ou Shaowen thought about it and felt that he should also post a Weibo.
He was not as good at speaking as Ou Renjin. After thinking for a long time, he still didn't know what to say, so he went back to ask Qin Jiale.
"I also want to post a Weibo response. What do you think I should post?"
Qin Jiale sent him an emoticon of Miyue waving her sleeves domineeringly, "As long as I am alive, you can only be my concubines."
Ou Shaowen thought this sentence was quite domineering and liked it very much, so he immediately posted this emoticon package on Weibo.
"Boss Ou has already replied. You don't need to reply in this situation. This guy who only dares to make trouble is not even a love rival. There's no need to bother with him. The wife has to have the aura of a wife." Qin Jiale sent the second half of his sentence half a second late, and found that Ou Shaowen had already posted his emoticon package on Weibo.
Damn, you’re really quick!
The more I read Qin's latest Weibo post, the funnier it became. I immediately retracted my previous comment and reposted, "Very good. Everything I wanted to say is in one emoticon. It's the essence, the essence!"
, can you curse me once every two days in the future? "
"No, are there any old fans who can tell me, is Ou Renjin always so direct?"
"Although, Mr. Ou doesn't need to curse himself."
“Hahahahahahahahaha, fuck, this is so cool to watch, I’m following it.”
“The marketing account is too cowardly. I was expecting a quarrel, but it just started and they deleted the previous Weibo. How come
"Here they come again. They are a sweet couple, how can they tolerate you monsters and ghosts coming here to make trouble?"
"Where did this 18th-tier celebrity come from? She's crazy about becoming famous. She hit a wall when she tried to scam Mr. Ou. Haha."
"This is so cool, forwarded it to me on the front page. Fuck hahahahahahahahaha."
After reading these two Weibo posts, Ou Shaowen specially went to find the Weibo post in which the marketing account said that it suspected they had broken up. Although the original blogger had deleted it, the spectators always have the most complete screenshots.
I finally understand why Ou Renjin suddenly said those words to him, saying that she only loves him and no one else.
He had already told him so clearly and responded so strongly, could he still misunderstand something
He pursed his lips and laughed unconsciously.
Ou Shaowen thought about it and felt that he should also post a Weibo.
He was not as good at speaking as Ou Renjin. After thinking for a long time, he still didn't know what to say, so he went back to ask Qin Jiale.
"I also want to post a Weibo response. What do you think I should post?"
Qin Jiale sent him an emoticon of Miyue waving her sleeves domineeringly, "As long as I am alive, you can only be my concubines."
Ou Shaowen thought this sentence was quite domineering and liked it very much, so he immediately posted this emoticon package on Weibo.
"Boss Ou has already replied. You don't need to reply in this situation. This guy who only dares to make trouble is not even a love rival. There's no need to bother with him. The wife has to have the aura of a wife." Qin Jiale sent the second half of his sentence half a second late, and found that Ou Shaowen had already posted his emoticon package on Weibo.
Damn, you’re really quick!
The more I read Qin's latest Weibo post, the funnier it became. I immediately retracted my previous comment and reposted, "Very good. Everything I wanted to say is in one emoticon. It's the essence, the essence!"
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