There was not much time left before the Chinese New Year, and the bookstore manager and Zhao Fengqing agreed to go back to work after the New Year.
Aunt Zhao didn't have a photo, she only reported the other party's conditions. He was an executive of a well-known company, and his age and height were very compatible with Zhao Fengqing. I didn't know anything else.
Zhao Fengqing glanced at him. Could this "something" be about the blind date with her
He raised his eyes, his expression cold and clear.
Zhao Fengqing followed the waiter to the front of the room.
The box we booked is called Sakura.
Life is ordinary.
As soon as Zhao's father surrendered, Zhao's mother became arrogant.
Lu Xiaoyin, a junior high school classmate who I hadn't contacted for more than ten years, suddenly came to my house.
The only time Jiang Fuli could stay longer was during the Chinese New Year, so she made an appointment with Zhao Fengqing to eat, drink and have fun every day.
Zhao's mother spoke in a nonchalant manner, "People get married very late in big cities. It's nothing for her age. There are still 34 or 35 year olds who are single." But in fact, she was very anxious.
"It's a common name, more popular." When she said this, her smile was very vulgar. "What about you?"
The waiter knocked twice and then pushed the door open.
Zhao Fengqing glanced at him. Could this "something" be about the blind date with her
Winter goes and spring comes.
The waiter bowed slightly, stepped out and closed the door.
This made Zhao's mother, who was worried about her daughter's marriage, unhappy.
"Okay then." Liu Rourou was even more gentle, "Sister Zhao, come back and visit us when you have time."
"Let me talk about my computer first, don't worry." Father Zhao said slowly, "When I opened the webpage, it popped up a-"
Aunt Zhao smiled and said, "This matchmaker is very reliable. I heard that the man fell in love with Qingqing as soon as he saw her photo."
One of Zhao Fengqing's cousins got married not long ago, and another cousin is also getting married. Relatives couldn't help but ask about Zhao Fengqing's partner.
"You're welcome." His tone was neither hot nor cold.
Zhao Fengqing looked inside and was stunned.
Aunt Zhao smiled and said, "This matchmaker is very reliable. I heard that the man fell in love with Qingqing as soon as he saw her photo."
"That style is from last year. I don't want it anymore." Zhao Fengqing said in a unenthusiastic tone.
Zhao's mother thought that her daughter and Kong Daming had an emotional entanglement.
Zhao's mother spoke in a nonchalant manner, "People get married very late in big cities. It's nothing for her age. There are still 34 or 35 year olds who are single." But in fact, she was very anxious.
"You're welcome." His tone was neither hot nor cold.
Zhao Fengqing almost laughed when she received the call. The class reunion had been over for quite a while, so it was a bit late to come and ask for accusations. "Sorry, I don't have weekends off." This was the truth, she only had Sundays off.
Father Zhao was much calmer. As long as his daughter didn't go astray, he was already very relieved.
She had never been to this restaurant before. Today, thanks to him, she was able to broaden her horizons. She had already decided that when she ordered dishes later, she would only choose the expensive ones.
She said something similar last year. This shows how cruel reality is.
However, Zhao's mother did not feel the joy of this birthday at all, and kept muttering, "Forget about this year, I must get married when I am 32 years old!"
She thought that she probably didn't have the sentimentality of a young girl. Even when she fell in love with Jiang Jing at first sight, it was only because of his appearance.
Zhao Fengqing went on blind dates for several months but none of them worked out, so his relatives nicknamed him the "blind date killer."
She deliberately procrastinated and took the bus to the appointment.
Zhao Fengqing glanced at him. Could this "something" be about the blind date with her
"Jiang Jing."
He looked confused at that moment, and after a few seconds, he replied calmly, "Hello, nice to meet you."
Zhao Fengqing didn't know what difficulties Kong Daming was talking about. If it was just her job, she didn't think it was a big deal. In the eyes of those famous university students, she might be doing low-level work.
She listened and laughed it off.
Lu Xiaoyin smiled and said kindly, "Then let's make an appointment when you are free."
So she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked out the window again.
Mother Zhao glared, "Old Zhao!"
This year's Spring Festival was relatively late. Three days before the New Year, Zhao Fengqing celebrated her 31st birthday.
The room was filled with the sweet aroma of tea.
The store manager has another store in another district to take care of, so he usually only comes here on Sundays.
Zhao Fengqing picked up the cup and looked at him.
So she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked out the window again.
Another silence passed.
Zhao Fengqing took in the silhouette in its entirety and stepped in confidently.
The corners of the eyes are hooked down and the tails are slightly raised, revealing a clear and pure look inside.
However, Zhao's mother did not feel the joy of this birthday at all, and kept muttering, "Forget about this year, I must get married when I am 32 years old!"
It's extremely hot in August.
She nodded politely, "Thank you."
Being single is quite freeing.
This is what he was like when he wasn't a beast. Talking to her was like counting words, the less the better.
"Okay, thank you." Zhao Fengqing's words were just a courtesy.
She said something similar last year. This shows how cruel reality is.
A fake smile appeared on Zhao Fengqing's face. "Hello, nice to meet you."
During the rainy season in mid-March, Liu Rourou suddenly called and said that she had found Zhao Fengqing's shawl in the corner of the flower shop and asked if she could go over and get it.
The waiter knocked twice and then pushed the door open.
Mother Zhao glared, "Old Zhao!"
"You have to come back to me whether you take a leave or quit your job!" Zhao's mother turned around and shouted to Zhao's father, "Old Zhao, come here and teach your daughter a lesson for treating her lifelong event as a joke!"
Zhao Fengqing felt that he still remembered his 30th birthday vividly, even though only a year had passed.
The waiter bowed slightly, stepped out and closed the door.
Aunt Zhao smiled and said, "This matchmaker is very reliable. I heard that the man fell in love with Qingqing as soon as he saw her photo."
On this day, Aunt Zhao unexpectedly found a good candidate, which made Mother Zhao so happy that her mouth almost stretched to her ears.
Zhao Fengqing replied coldly, "I'm doing very well."
Zhao Fengqing felt that he still remembered his 30th birthday vividly, even though only a year had passed.
Father Zhao looked at Mother Zhao through his reading glasses, then took the phone, hesitating for a few seconds, and said, "Daughter, there is something wrong with my computer. Can you help me fix it?"
"Okay then." Liu Rourou was even more gentle, "Sister Zhao, come back and visit us when you have time."
Amaranth blooms on twenty-one, twenty-five, six, two-five, seven, twenty-eight, two-nine, and thirty-one.
Zhao Fengqing picked up the cup and looked at him.
On this day, Aunt Zhao unexpectedly found a good candidate, which made Mother Zhao so happy that her mouth almost stretched to her ears.
Lu Xiaoyin smiled and said kindly, "Then let's make an appointment when you are free."
It's extremely hot in August.
He raised his eyes, his expression cold and clear.
Zhao Fengqing was in a good mood and looked out the window.
In order to find the book Jiang Fuli wanted, Zhao Fengqing sorted through all the books in the small warehouse, but couldn't find it. This book is very old, and the chance of finding it is too low.
Later, Zhao Fengqing emphasized that she had nothing to do with him.
It’s thirty-one already.
Third.
It's extremely hot in August.
"Okay then." Liu Rourou was even more gentle, "Sister Zhao, come back and visit us when you have time."
Zhao Fengqing replied coldly, "I'm doing very well."
She didn't speak, and neither did he.
"Anything expensive is fine." Zhao Fengqing said this seriously. Then she looked at the menu and found that there were no prices on it. She pouted secretly, thinking that this restaurant was not honest, and she couldn't find the bottom price even if she wanted to cheat him.
Very brief words, then hung up.
Being single is quite freeing.
Aunt Zhao didn't have a photo, she only reported the other party's conditions. He was an executive of a well-known company, and his age and height were very compatible with Zhao Fengqing. I didn't know anything else.
She said something similar last year. This shows how cruel reality is.
The books sold in the bookstore are mainly high school courses, and the others are a variety of types, most of which are old. This store used to rent books, but later with the development of technology, e-books gradually became popular, and there were fewer students renting books. A pile of unsorted books was left idle in the small warehouse by the store manager.
Aunt Zhao didn't have a photo, she only reported the other party's conditions. He was an executive of a well-known company, and his age and height were very compatible with Zhao Fengqing. I didn't know anything else.
She listened and laughed it off.
She didn't speak, and neither did he.
The store manager has another store in another district to take care of, so he usually only comes here on Sundays.
Zhao's mother thought that her daughter and Kong Daming had an emotional entanglement.
The sun is shining outside the window, while it is quiet and peaceful inside.
The man was very busy, and Aunt Zhao made several appointments before she could set a date for the meeting.
In order to find the book Jiang Fuli wanted, Zhao Fengqing sorted through all the books in the small warehouse, but couldn't find it. This book is very old, and the chance of finding it is too low.
In a blink of an eye, she had been working in the bookstore for four months.
Father Zhao quickly changed his tone, "Ah. My daughter, your aunt has mentioned a boy. Come back and meet him."
On this day, Aunt Zhao unexpectedly found a good candidate, which made Mother Zhao so happy that her mouth almost stretched to her ears.
Then they exchanged a few perfunctory words and hung up.
"You have to come back to me whether you take a leave or quit your job!" Zhao's mother turned around and shouted to Zhao's father, "Old Zhao, come here and teach your daughter a lesson for treating her lifelong event as a joke!"
During the daytime class time, there were few students coming, so Zhao Fengqing was relatively free. When she was bored, she would flip through those old books to kill time.
Kong Daming contacted Zhao Fengqing several times, and the last time he called her home on the landline. He thought that they were classmates, and if she had any difficulties, he would be happy to help her.
After Aunt Zhao contacted the man and found a Japanese restaurant, she encouraged Zhao Fengqing, "Qingqing, seize the opportunity! Get married this year! Get married! Get married!"
Zhao Fengqing glanced at him. Could this "something" be about the blind date with her
At first she could watch any kind of content, but later she no longer liked those about love.
However, Zhao's mother did not feel the joy of this birthday at all, and kept muttering, "Forget about this year, I must get married when I am 32 years old!"
Zhao Fengqing really wanted to ask Aunt Zhao how she got to know such a top-notch single man.
Amaranth blooms on twenty-one, twenty-five, six, two-five, seven, twenty-eight, two-nine, and thirty-one.
She thought that she probably didn't have the sentimentality of a young girl. Even when she fell in love with Jiang Jing at first sight, it was only because of his appearance.
Zhao Fengqing had no choice but to make the trip.
"It's a common name, more popular." When she said this, her smile was very vulgar. "What about you?"
Zhao Fengqing looked up at the sky and sighed on the other end of the phone, "Mom, I don't have a day off on Saturday."
He looked confused at that moment, and after a few seconds, he replied calmly, "Hello, nice to meet you."
No matter how superficial the reasons are, they are ridiculous.
The sun is shining outside the window, while it is quiet and peaceful inside.
Mother Zhao was already very happy just because a man appeared. She did not covet other conditions. The Zhao family could afford the car and the house.
Father Zhao looked at Mother Zhao through his reading glasses, then took the phone, hesitating for a few seconds, and said, "Daughter, there is something wrong with my computer. Can you help me fix it?"
In order to find the book Jiang Fuli wanted, Zhao Fengqing sorted through all the books in the small warehouse, but couldn't find it. This book is very old, and the chance of finding it is too low.
They come, the security.
But no one else can do anything about it, especially Kong Daming, who has nothing to do with it.
She listened and laughed it off.
Winter goes and spring comes.
The books sold in the bookstore are mainly high school courses, and the others are a variety of types, most of which are old. This store used to rent books, but later with the development of technology, e-books gradually became popular, and there were fewer students renting books. A pile of unsorted books was left idle in the small warehouse by the store manager.
On this day, Aunt Zhao unexpectedly found a good candidate, which made Mother Zhao so happy that her mouth almost stretched to her ears.
It’s thirty-one already.
During the rainy season in mid-March, Liu Rourou suddenly called and said that she had found Zhao Fengqing's shawl in the corner of the flower shop and asked if she could go over and get it.
His gaze didn't linger on her for too long. "Just arrived a few minutes ago." He pushed a cup of tea over to her.
Spring goes and summer comes.
So she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked out the window again.
Zhao's mother was getting more and more anxious about her daughter's marriage. However, in the past six months, there were no suitable single men, and the number of blind dates she could arrange was decreasing.
Since leaving the flower shop, Zhao Fengqing has never seen Jiang Jing again.
Zhao's mother thought that her daughter and Kong Daming had an emotional entanglement.
The box we booked is called Sakura.
There is a silhouette inside.
Very brief words, then hung up.
Since leaving the flower shop, Zhao Fengqing has never seen Jiang Jing again.
It’s thirty-one already.
It’s thirty-one already.
In a blink of an eye, she had been working in the bookstore for four months.
The corners of the eyes are hooked down and the tails are slightly raised, revealing a clear and pure look inside.
The dull silence was broken until his cell phone vibrated.
As soon as Zhao's father surrendered, Zhao's mother became arrogant.
At this moment, he heard the sound and looked over, his expression cold and cold, without any warmth from the sunlight.
Zhao Fengqing really wanted to ask Aunt Zhao how she got to know such a top-notch single man.
But no one else can do anything about it, especially Kong Daming, who has nothing to do with it.
It's extremely hot in August.
Life is ordinary.
"Okay then." Liu Rourou was even more gentle, "Sister Zhao, come back and visit us when you have time."
"You have to come back to me whether you take a leave or quit your job!" Zhao's mother turned around and shouted to Zhao's father, "Old Zhao, come here and teach your daughter a lesson for treating her lifelong event as a joke!"
"Where are you doing it now?"
Zhao Fengqing almost rolled his eyes on the spot.
Except for some trivial matters.
She thought that she probably didn't have the sentimentality of a young girl. Even when she fell in love with Jiang Jing at first sight, it was only because of his appearance.
Zhao Fengqing really wanted to ask Aunt Zhao how she got to know such a top-notch single man.
"It's a common name, more popular." When she said this, her smile was very vulgar. "What about you?"
"You're welcome." His tone was neither hot nor cold.
One.
At first she could watch any kind of content, but later she no longer liked those about love.
The room was very well lit, with tiny slivers of sunlight pouring in through the glass and spreading to the edge of the tatami, making his black hair glow with a faint luster. Because of the backlight, she couldn't see his facial features clearly. She could only see his perfect profile and his pursed lips.
Another silence passed.
Lu Xiaoyin, a junior high school classmate who I hadn't contacted for more than ten years, suddenly came to my house.
At first she could watch any kind of content, but later she no longer liked those about love.
The waiter bowed slightly, stepped out and closed the door.
She had never been to this restaurant before. Today, thanks to him, she was able to broaden her horizons. She had already decided that when she ordered dishes later, she would only choose the expensive ones.
She said something similar last year. This shows how cruel reality is.
During the rainy season in mid-March, Liu Rourou suddenly called and said that she had found Zhao Fengqing's shawl in the corner of the flower shop and asked if she could go over and get it.
The sun is shining outside the window, while it is quiet and peaceful inside.
The dull silence was broken until his cell phone vibrated.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the rain and fog outside and said, "Whatever the boss lady does." She didn't want to walk in such rainy weather. Besides, she didn't have any shawl left in the flower shop.
A fake smile appeared on Zhao Fengqing's face. "Hello, nice to meet you."
During the rainy season in mid-March, Liu Rourou suddenly called and said that she had found Zhao Fengqing's shawl in the corner of the flower shop and asked if she could go over and get it.
During the rainy season in mid-March, Liu Rourou suddenly called and said that she had found Zhao Fengqing's shawl in the corner of the flower shop and asked if she could go over and get it.
There was not much time left before the Chinese New Year, and the bookstore manager and Zhao Fengqing agreed to go back to work after the New Year.
Lu Xiaoyin smiled and said kindly, "Then let's make an appointment when you are free."
At first she could watch any kind of content, but later she no longer liked those about love.
This Liu Rourou is really strange. Zhao Fengqing knew very well that Liu Rourou proposed the renovation in order to fire her. But she didn't understand why she was looking for an excuse to wear a shawl now.
Winter goes and spring comes.
After the waiter served the food, he asked casually, "Excuse me, what's your name?"
She had never been to this restaurant before. Today, thanks to him, she was able to broaden her horizons. She had already decided that when she ordered dishes later, she would only choose the expensive ones.
"As a cashier." This was not a lie, she was indeed responsible for collecting money.
Zhao's mother thought that her daughter and Kong Daming had an emotional entanglement.
They come, the security.
After the waiter served the food, he asked casually, "Excuse me, what's your name?"
Zhao Fengqing took in the silhouette in its entirety and stepped in confidently.
"Then..." Liu Rourou asked softly, "How about I express it to you?"
She asked Zhao Fengqing to have coffee with her one weekend.
They come, the security.
Third.
She thought that she probably didn't have the sentimentality of a young girl. Even when she fell in love with Jiang Jing at first sight, it was only because of his appearance.
She didn't speak, and neither did he.
After Aunt Zhao contacted the man and found a Japanese restaurant, she encouraged Zhao Fengqing, "Qingqing, seize the opportunity! Get married this year! Get married! Get married!"
"That style is from last year. I don't want it anymore." Zhao Fengqing said in a unenthusiastic tone.
This Liu Rourou is really strange. Zhao Fengqing knew very well that Liu Rourou proposed the renovation in order to fire her. But she didn't understand why she was looking for an excuse to wear a shawl now.
Zhao Fengqing replied coldly, "I'm doing very well."
Zhao Fengqing almost rolled his eyes on the spot.
From her point of view, his bone structure was impeccable, with slanting eyebrows, shallow eyes, a high nose bridge, and three-dimensional brow bones.
Zhao Fengqing had no choice but to make the trip.
"Okay then." Liu Rourou was even more gentle, "Sister Zhao, come back and visit us when you have time."
Second.
It's extremely hot in August.
She didn't speak, and neither did he.
Winter goes and spring comes.
Father Zhao was much calmer. As long as his daughter didn't go astray, he was already very relieved.
"Okay, thank you." Zhao Fengqing's words were just a courtesy.
Mother Zhao glared, "Old Zhao!"
Mother Zhao was already very happy just because a man appeared. She did not covet other conditions. The Zhao family could afford the car and the house.
Second.
She listened and laughed it off.
Winter goes and spring comes.
Second.
Kong Daming contacted Zhao Fengqing several times, and the last time he called her home on the landline. He thought that they were classmates, and if she had any difficulties, he would be happy to help her.
Zhao Fengqing looked up at the sky and sighed on the other end of the phone, "Mom, I don't have a day off on Saturday."
Father Zhao quickly changed his tone, "Ah. My daughter, your aunt has mentioned a boy. Come back and meet him."
"You have to come back to me whether you take a leave or quit your job!" Zhao's mother turned around and shouted to Zhao's father, "Old Zhao, come here and teach your daughter a lesson for treating her lifelong event as a joke!"
It’s really a picture of a handsome man.
"Okay then." Liu Rourou was even more gentle, "Sister Zhao, come back and visit us when you have time."
From her point of view, his bone structure was impeccable, with slanting eyebrows, shallow eyes, a high nose bridge, and three-dimensional brow bones.
Zhao Fengqing replied coldly, "I'm doing very well."
Life is ordinary.
He took a sip of tea and flipped through the menu. "What would you like to eat?"
The corners of the eyes are hooked down and the tails are slightly raised, revealing a clear and pure look inside.
The corners of the eyes are hooked down and the tails are slightly raised, revealing a clear and pure look inside.
She smiled charmingly, with bright eyebrows and eyes.
Zhao's mother thought that her daughter and Kong Daming had an emotional entanglement.
Mother Zhao glared, "Old Zhao!"
Zhao Fengqing followed the waiter to the front of the room.
The room was very well lit, with tiny slivers of sunlight pouring in through the glass and spreading to the edge of the tatami, making his black hair glow with a faint luster. Because of the backlight, she couldn't see his facial features clearly. She could only see his perfect profile and his pursed lips.
Later, Zhao Fengqing emphasized that she had nothing to do with him.
At this moment, he heard the sound and looked over, his expression cold and cold, without any warmth from the sunlight.
"That style is from last year. I don't want it anymore." Zhao Fengqing said in a unenthusiastic tone.
She nodded politely, "Thank you."
But no one else can do anything about it, especially Kong Daming, who has nothing to do with it.
"yes."
After Aunt Zhao contacted the man and found a Japanese restaurant, she encouraged Zhao Fengqing, "Qingqing, seize the opportunity! Get married this year! Get married! Get married!"
Mother Zhao was very unhappy.
Mother Zhao glared, "Old Zhao!"
One.
Spring goes and summer comes.
He caught her glance.
She smiled charmingly, with bright eyebrows and eyes.
Lu Xiaoyin smiled and said kindly, "Then let's make an appointment when you are free."
Zhao Fengqing didn't know what difficulties Kong Daming was talking about. If it was just her job, she didn't think it was a big deal. In the eyes of those famous university students, she might be doing low-level work.
On this day, Aunt Zhao unexpectedly found a good candidate, which made Mother Zhao so happy that her mouth almost stretched to her ears.
Later, Zhao Fengqing emphasized that she had nothing to do with him.
One of Zhao Fengqing's cousins got married not long ago, and another cousin is also getting married. Relatives couldn't help but ask about Zhao Fengqing's partner.
She smiled charmingly, with bright eyebrows and eyes.
But no one else can do anything about it, especially Kong Daming, who has nothing to do with it.
"Where are you doing it now?"
"Zhao Fengqing." She smiled, brighter than the sun.
"It's a common name, more popular." When she said this, her smile was very vulgar. "What about you?"
The waiter knocked twice and then pushed the door open.
After Aunt Zhao contacted the man and found a Japanese restaurant, she encouraged Zhao Fengqing, "Qingqing, seize the opportunity! Get married this year! Get married! Get married!"
Third.
After Aunt Zhao contacted the man and found a Japanese restaurant, she encouraged Zhao Fengqing, "Qingqing, seize the opportunity! Get married this year! Get married! Get married!"
"Okay then." Liu Rourou was even more gentle, "Sister Zhao, come back and visit us when you have time."
In order to find the book Jiang Fuli wanted, Zhao Fengqing sorted through all the books in the small warehouse, but couldn't find it. This book is very old, and the chance of finding it is too low.
Zhao Fengqing glanced at him. Could this "something" be about the blind date with her
However, Zhao's mother did not feel the joy of this birthday at all, and kept muttering, "Forget about this year, I must get married when I am 32 years old!"
Lu Xiaoyin, a junior high school classmate who I hadn't contacted for more than ten years, suddenly came to my house.
Zhao Fengqing had no choice but to make the trip.
Mother Zhao was very unhappy.
She asked Zhao Fengqing to have coffee with her one weekend.
In order to find the book Jiang Fuli wanted, Zhao Fengqing sorted through all the books in the small warehouse, but couldn't find it. This book is very old, and the chance of finding it is too low.
Being single is quite freeing.
"Zhao Fengqing." She smiled, brighter than the sun.
After the waiter served the food, he asked casually, "Excuse me, what's your name?"
Zhao Fengqing almost laughed when she received the call. The class reunion had been over for quite a while, so it was a bit late to come and ask for accusations. "Sorry, I don't have weekends off." This was the truth, she only had Sundays off.
Being single is quite freeing.
Father Zhao quickly changed his tone, "Ah. My daughter, your aunt has mentioned a boy. Come back and meet him."
After Aunt Zhao contacted the man and found a Japanese restaurant, she encouraged Zhao Fengqing, "Qingqing, seize the opportunity! Get married this year! Get married! Get married!"
It’s really a picture of a handsome man.
He didn't ask her opinion again.
Zhao Fengqing almost rolled his eyes on the spot.
"As a cashier." This was not a lie, she was indeed responsible for collecting money.
In order to find the book Jiang Fuli wanted, Zhao Fengqing sorted through all the books in the small warehouse, but couldn't find it. This book is very old, and the chance of finding it is too low.
"Where are you doing it now?"
A fake smile appeared on Zhao Fengqing's face. "Hello, nice to meet you."
Lu Xiaoyin smiled and said kindly, "Then let's make an appointment when you are free."
"Zhao Fengqing." She smiled, brighter than the sun.
The only time Jiang Fuli could stay longer was during the Chinese New Year, so she made an appointment with Zhao Fengqing to eat, drink and have fun every day.
Zhao Fengqing didn't know what difficulties Kong Daming was talking about. If it was just her job, she didn't think it was a big deal. In the eyes of those famous university students, she might be doing low-level work.
From her point of view, his bone structure was impeccable, with slanting eyebrows, shallow eyes, a high nose bridge, and three-dimensional brow bones.
The corners of the eyes are hooked down and the tails are slightly raised, revealing a clear and pure look inside.
During the rainy season in mid-March, Liu Rourou suddenly called and said that she had found Zhao Fengqing's shawl in the corner of the flower shop and asked if she could go over and get it.
"As a cashier." This was not a lie, she was indeed responsible for collecting money.
After Aunt Zhao contacted the man and found a Japanese restaurant, she encouraged Zhao Fengqing, "Qingqing, seize the opportunity! Get married this year! Get married! Get married!"
During the daytime class time, there were few students coming, so Zhao Fengqing was relatively free. When she was bored, she would flip through those old books to kill time.
Since leaving the flower shop, Zhao Fengqing has never seen Jiang Jing again.
She had never been to this restaurant before. Today, thanks to him, she was able to broaden her horizons. She had already decided that when she ordered dishes later, she would only choose the expensive ones.
"It's a common name, more popular." When she said this, her smile was very vulgar. "What about you?"
Lu Xiaoyin was surprised and said, "It's quite hard."
In a blink of an eye, she had been working in the bookstore for four months.
It's moral decline.
Kong Daming contacted Zhao Fengqing several times, and the last time he called her home on the landline. He thought that they were classmates, and if she had any difficulties, he would be happy to help her.
Zhao Fengqing picked up the cup and looked at him.
The room was very well lit, with tiny slivers of sunlight pouring in through the glass and spreading to the edge of the tatami, making his black hair glow with a faint luster. Because of the backlight, she couldn't see his facial features clearly. She could only see his perfect profile and his pursed lips.
He raised his eyes, his expression cold and clear.
"Jiang Jing."
"yes."
Zhao Fengqing took in the silhouette in its entirety and stepped in confidently.
He looked confused at that moment, and after a few seconds, he replied calmly, "Hello, nice to meet you."
Lu Xiaoyin smiled and said kindly, "Then let's make an appointment when you are free."
The man was very busy, and Aunt Zhao made several appointments before she could set a date for the meeting.
So she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked out the window again.
The man was very busy, and Aunt Zhao made several appointments before she could set a date for the meeting.
Zhao's mother was anxious, "I asked you to get down to business!"
Zhao Fengqing replied coldly, "I'm doing very well."
Then they exchanged a few perfunctory words and hung up.
There is a silhouette inside.
She deliberately procrastinated and took the bus to the appointment.
The room was very well lit, with tiny slivers of sunlight pouring in through the glass and spreading to the edge of the tatami, making his black hair glow with a faint luster. Because of the backlight, she couldn't see his facial features clearly. She could only see his perfect profile and his pursed lips.
Zhao's mother was anxious, "I asked you to get down to business!"
Zhao Fengqing almost laughed when she received the call. The class reunion had been over for quite a while, so it was a bit late to come and ask for accusations. "Sorry, I don't have weekends off." This was the truth, she only had Sundays off.
It’s really a picture of a handsome man.
Apart from these episodes, Zhao Fengqing's life was very comfortable. Working in the bookstore, she interacted with students. As a result, her mentality as an older woman was not so vicissitudes.
Zhao's mother hurriedly called Zhao Fengqing back home.
Zhao's mother was getting more and more anxious about her daughter's marriage. However, in the past six months, there were no suitable single men, and the number of blind dates she could arrange was decreasing.
Then they exchanged a few perfunctory words and hung up.
After the waiter served the food, he asked casually, "Excuse me, what's your name?"
"That style is from last year. I don't want it anymore." Zhao Fengqing said in a unenthusiastic tone.
Life is ordinary.
She thought that she probably didn't have the sentimentality of a young girl. Even when she fell in love with Jiang Jing at first sight, it was only because of his appearance.
He took a sip of tea and flipped through the menu. "What would you like to eat?"
Zhao's mother was getting more and more anxious about her daughter's marriage. However, in the past six months, there were no suitable single men, and the number of blind dates she could arrange was decreasing.
The corners of the eyes are hooked down and the tails are slightly raised, revealing a clear and pure look inside.
The only time Jiang Fuli could stay longer was during the Chinese New Year, so she made an appointment with Zhao Fengqing to eat, drink and have fun every day.
She deliberately procrastinated and took the bus to the appointment.
On this day, Aunt Zhao unexpectedly found a good candidate, which made Mother Zhao so happy that her mouth almost stretched to her ears.
During the rainy season in mid-March, Liu Rourou suddenly called and said that she had found Zhao Fengqing's shawl in the corner of the flower shop and asked if she could go over and get it.
The corners of the eyes are hooked down and the tails are slightly raised, revealing a clear and pure look inside.
Aunt Zhao didn't have a photo, she only reported the other party's conditions. He was an executive of a well-known company, and his age and height were very compatible with Zhao Fengqing. I didn't know anything else.
It's extremely hot in August.
Zhao Fengqing replied coldly, "I'm doing very well."
She said something similar last year. This shows how cruel reality is.
Father Zhao looked at Mother Zhao through his reading glasses, then took the phone, hesitating for a few seconds, and said, "Daughter, there is something wrong with my computer. Can you help me fix it?"
Zhao Fengqing really wanted to ask Aunt Zhao how she got to know such a top-notch single man.
Spring goes and summer comes.
The sun is shining outside the window, while it is quiet and peaceful inside.
During the daytime class time, there were few students coming, so Zhao Fengqing was relatively free. When she was bored, she would flip through those old books to kill time.
Aunt Zhao smiled and said, "This matchmaker is very reliable. I heard that the man fell in love with Qingqing as soon as he saw her photo."
After Aunt Zhao contacted the man and found a Japanese restaurant, she encouraged Zhao Fengqing, "Qingqing, seize the opportunity! Get married this year! Get married! Get married!"
Except for some trivial matters.
So she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked out the window again.
He didn't ask her opinion again.
Third.
Mother Zhao was already very happy just because a man appeared. She did not covet other conditions. The Zhao family could afford the car and the house.
Zhao's mother spoke in a nonchalant manner, "People get married very late in big cities. It's nothing for her age. There are still 34 or 35 year olds who are single." But in fact, she was very anxious.
Zhao's mother hurriedly called Zhao Fengqing back home.
The room was filled with the sweet aroma of tea.
"Zhao Fengqing." She smiled, brighter than the sun.
His gaze didn't linger on her for too long. "Just arrived a few minutes ago." He pushed a cup of tea over to her.
In order to find the book Jiang Fuli wanted, Zhao Fengqing sorted through all the books in the small warehouse, but couldn't find it. This book is very old, and the chance of finding it is too low.
In order to find the book Jiang Fuli wanted, Zhao Fengqing sorted through all the books in the small warehouse, but couldn't find it. This book is very old, and the chance of finding it is too low.
Zhao's mother hurriedly called Zhao Fengqing back home.
Zhao Fengqing felt that he still remembered his 30th birthday vividly, even though only a year had passed.
Zhao's mother hurriedly called Zhao Fengqing back home.
"Let me talk about my computer first, don't worry." Father Zhao said slowly, "When I opened the webpage, it popped up a-"
"Let me talk about my computer first, don't worry." Father Zhao said slowly, "When I opened the webpage, it popped up a-"
She thought that she probably didn't have the sentimentality of a young girl. Even when she fell in love with Jiang Jing at first sight, it was only because of his appearance.
Zhao Fengqing looked up at the sky and sighed on the other end of the phone, "Mom, I don't have a day off on Saturday."
But she knew the shape of his eyes.
During the daytime class time, there were few students coming, so Zhao Fengqing was relatively free. When she was bored, she would flip through those old books to kill time.
She nodded politely, "Thank you."
She thought that she probably didn't have the sentimentality of a young girl. Even when she fell in love with Jiang Jing at first sight, it was only because of his appearance.
There is a silhouette inside.
"You have to come back to me whether you take a leave or quit your job!" Zhao's mother turned around and shouted to Zhao's father, "Old Zhao, come here and teach your daughter a lesson for treating her lifelong event as a joke!"
Zhao Fengqing almost laughed when she received the call. The class reunion had been over for quite a while, so it was a bit late to come and ask for accusations. "Sorry, I don't have weekends off." This was the truth, she only had Sundays off.
The room was very well lit, with tiny slivers of sunlight pouring in through the glass and spreading to the edge of the tatami, making his black hair glow with a faint luster. Because of the backlight, she couldn't see his facial features clearly. She could only see his perfect profile and his pursed lips.
"Okay then." Liu Rourou was even more gentle, "Sister Zhao, come back and visit us when you have time."
Zhao's mother spoke in a nonchalant manner, "People get married very late in big cities. It's nothing for her age. There are still 34 or 35 year olds who are single." But in fact, she was very anxious.
The room was very well lit, with tiny slivers of sunlight pouring in through the glass and spreading to the edge of the tatami, making his black hair glow with a faint luster. Because of the backlight, she couldn't see his facial features clearly. She could only see his perfect profile and his pursed lips.
Father Zhao looked at Mother Zhao through his reading glasses, then took the phone, hesitating for a few seconds, and said, "Daughter, there is something wrong with my computer. Can you help me fix it?"
It's moral decline.
Being single is quite freeing.
In order to find the book Jiang Fuli wanted, Zhao Fengqing sorted through all the books in the small warehouse, but couldn't find it. This book is very old, and the chance of finding it is too low.
There was not much time left before the Chinese New Year, and the bookstore manager and Zhao Fengqing agreed to go back to work after the New Year.
On this day, Aunt Zhao unexpectedly found a good candidate, which made Mother Zhao so happy that her mouth almost stretched to her ears.
Father Zhao was much calmer. As long as his daughter didn't go astray, he was already very relieved.
"Okay, thank you." Zhao Fengqing's words were just a courtesy.
She smiled charmingly, with bright eyebrows and eyes.
Zhao's mother was anxious, "I asked you to get down to business!"
She asked Zhao Fengqing to have coffee with her one weekend.
Aunt Zhao didn't have a photo, she only reported the other party's conditions. He was an executive of a well-known company, and his age and height were very compatible with Zhao Fengqing. I didn't know anything else.
Zhao Fengqing followed the waiter to the front of the room.
Being single is quite freeing.
"Let me talk about my computer first, don't worry." Father Zhao said slowly, "When I opened the webpage, it popped up a-"
Mother Zhao glared, "Old Zhao!"
After Aunt Zhao contacted the man and found a Japanese restaurant, she encouraged Zhao Fengqing, "Qingqing, seize the opportunity! Get married this year! Get married! Get married!"
On this day, Aunt Zhao unexpectedly found a good candidate, which made Mother Zhao so happy that her mouth almost stretched to her ears.
It’s thirty-one already.
The room was very well lit, with tiny slivers of sunlight pouring in through the glass and spreading to the edge of the tatami, making his black hair glow with a faint luster. Because of the backlight, she couldn't see his facial features clearly. She could only see his perfect profile and his pursed lips.
"Okay then." Liu Rourou was even more gentle, "Sister Zhao, come back and visit us when you have time."
She nodded politely, "Thank you."
Mother Zhao was very unhappy.
Mother Zhao glared, "Old Zhao!"
She nodded politely, "Thank you."
The man was very busy, and Aunt Zhao made several appointments before she could set a date for the meeting.
Zhao's mother was getting more and more anxious about her daughter's marriage. However, in the past six months, there were no suitable single men, and the number of blind dates she could arrange was decreasing.
Except for some trivial matters.
The store manager has another store in another district to take care of, so he usually only comes here on Sundays.
Father Zhao quickly changed his tone, "Ah. My daughter, your aunt has mentioned a boy. Come back and meet him."
She had never been to this restaurant before. Today, thanks to him, she was able to broaden her horizons. She had already decided that when she ordered dishes later, she would only choose the expensive ones.
"Jiang Jing."
He caught her glance.
So she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked out the window again.
As soon as Zhao's father surrendered, Zhao's mother became arrogant.
So she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked out the window again.
His gaze didn't linger on her for too long. "Just arrived a few minutes ago." He pushed a cup of tea over to her.
The dull silence was broken until his cell phone vibrated.
The man was very busy, and Aunt Zhao made several appointments before she could set a date for the meeting.
During the rainy season in mid-March, Liu Rourou suddenly called and said that she had found Zhao Fengqing's shawl in the corner of the flower shop and asked if she could go over and get it.
Zhao Fengqing almost rolled his eyes on the spot.
They come, the security.
It's extremely hot in August.
Zhao Fengqing had no choice but to make the trip.
Zhao Fengqing had no choice but to make the trip.
"It's a common name, more popular." When she said this, her smile was very vulgar. "What about you?"
Zhao's mother was getting more and more anxious about her daughter's marriage. However, in the past six months, there were no suitable single men, and the number of blind dates she could arrange was decreasing.
"Jiang Jing."
"You're welcome." His tone was neither hot nor cold.
Since leaving the flower shop, Zhao Fengqing has never seen Jiang Jing again.
Mother Zhao was very unhappy.
The man was very busy, and Aunt Zhao made several appointments before she could set a date for the meeting.
There was not much time left before the Chinese New Year, and the bookstore manager and Zhao Fengqing agreed to go back to work after the New Year.
"Sounds familiar." He said in a cold tone.
It's extremely hot in August.
The waiter knocked twice and then pushed the door open.
It’s really a picture of a handsome man.
The waiter knocked twice and then pushed the door open.
"Zhao Fengqing." She smiled, brighter than the sun.
"It's a common name, more popular." When she said this, her smile was very vulgar. "What about you?"
Then they exchanged a few perfunctory words and hung up.
But she knew the shape of his eyes.
After Aunt Zhao contacted the man and found a Japanese restaurant, she encouraged Zhao Fengqing, "Qingqing, seize the opportunity! Get married this year! Get married! Get married!"
The corners of the eyes are hooked down and the tails are slightly raised, revealing a clear and pure look inside.
Being single is quite freeing.
Zhao Fengqing replied coldly, "I'm doing very well."
Zhao Fengqing looked inside and was stunned.
"Jiang Jing."
At this moment, he heard the sound and looked over, his expression cold and cold, without any warmth from the sunlight.
Zhao Fengqing almost rolled his eyes on the spot.
He picked up the phone and said in a deep voice, "I have something urgent to do. Let's make an appointment another day."
In order to find the book Jiang Fuli wanted, Zhao Fengqing sorted through all the books in the small warehouse, but couldn't find it. This book is very old, and the chance of finding it is too low.
This is what he was like when he wasn't a beast. Talking to her was like counting words, the less the better.
She deliberately procrastinated and took the bus to the appointment.
But no one else can do anything about it, especially Kong Daming, who has nothing to do with it.
This made Zhao's mother, who was worried about her daughter's marriage, unhappy.
No matter how superficial the reasons are, they are ridiculous.
Zhao Fengqing followed the waiter to the front of the room.
Zhao's mother was getting more and more anxious about her daughter's marriage. However, in the past six months, there were no suitable single men, and the number of blind dates she could arrange was decreasing.
Father Zhao was much calmer. As long as his daughter didn't go astray, he was already very relieved.
There is a silhouette inside.
The box we booked is called Sakura.
Zhao's mother thought that her daughter and Kong Daming had an emotional entanglement.
"Let me talk about my computer first, don't worry." Father Zhao said slowly, "When I opened the webpage, it popped up a-"
In order to find the book Jiang Fuli wanted, Zhao Fengqing sorted through all the books in the small warehouse, but couldn't find it. This book is very old, and the chance of finding it is too low.
Zhao Fengqing followed the waiter to the front of the room.
Except for some trivial matters.
He didn't ask her opinion again.
From her point of view, his bone structure was impeccable, with slanting eyebrows, shallow eyes, a high nose bridge, and three-dimensional brow bones.
Mother Zhao glared, "Old Zhao!"
"Where are you doing it now?"
Zhao's mother hurriedly called Zhao Fengqing back home.
It's extremely hot in August.
The waiter knocked twice and then pushed the door open.
The waiter knocked twice and then pushed the door open.
Another silence passed.
She took gentle steps, sat down demurely opposite him, and asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
Zhao Fengqing looked at the rain and fog outside and said, "Whatever the boss lady does." She didn't want to walk in such rainy weather. Besides, she didn't have any shawl left in the flower shop.
Father Zhao was much calmer. As long as his daughter didn't go astray, he was already very relieved.
Zhao Fengqing looked inside and was stunned.
"It's a common name, more popular." When she said this, her smile was very vulgar. "What about you?"
Zhao's mother was anxious, "I asked you to get down to business!"
Zhao Fengqing took in the silhouette in its entirety and stepped in confidently.
At this moment, he heard the sound and looked over, his expression cold and cold, without any warmth from the sunlight.
There is a silhouette inside.
Zhao's mother was anxious, "I asked you to get down to business!"
His gaze didn't linger on her for too long. "Just arrived a few minutes ago." He pushed a cup of tea over to her.
During the rainy season in mid-March, Liu Rourou suddenly called and said that she had found Zhao Fengqing's shawl in the corner of the flower shop and asked if she could go over and get it.
Father Zhao looked at Mother Zhao through his reading glasses, then took the phone, hesitating for a few seconds, and said, "Daughter, there is something wrong with my computer. Can you help me fix it?"
At first she could watch any kind of content, but later she no longer liked those about love.
The store manager has another store in another district to take care of, so he usually only comes here on Sundays.
At first she could watch any kind of content, but later she no longer liked those about love.
But no one else can do anything about it, especially Kong Daming, who has nothing to do with it.
The room was very well lit, with tiny slivers of sunlight pouring in through the glass and spreading to the edge of the tatami, making his black hair glow with a faint luster. Because of the backlight, she couldn't see his facial features clearly. She could only see his perfect profile and his pursed lips.
This made Zhao's mother, who was worried about her daughter's marriage, unhappy.
Apart from these episodes, Zhao Fengqing's life was very comfortable. Working in the bookstore, she interacted with students. As a result, her mentality as an older woman was not so vicissitudes.
The waiter bowed slightly, stepped out and closed the door.
But she knew the shape of his eyes.
This is what he was like when he wasn't a beast. Talking to her was like counting words, the less the better.
This made Zhao's mother, who was worried about her daughter's marriage, unhappy.
During the rainy season in mid-March, Liu Rourou suddenly called and said that she had found Zhao Fengqing's shawl in the corner of the flower shop and asked if she could go over and get it.
No matter how superficial the reasons are, they are ridiculous.
Kong Daming contacted Zhao Fengqing several times, and the last time he called her home on the landline. He thought that they were classmates, and if she had any difficulties, he would be happy to help her.
The corners of the eyes are hooked down and the tails are slightly raised, revealing a clear and pure look inside.
The store manager has another store in another district to take care of, so he usually only comes here on Sundays.
Apart from these episodes, Zhao Fengqing's life was very comfortable. Working in the bookstore, she interacted with students. As a result, her mentality as an older woman was not so vicissitudes.
Zhao Fengqing almost rolled his eyes on the spot.
"You're welcome." His tone was neither hot nor cold.
She didn't speak, and neither did he.
After Aunt Zhao contacted the man and found a Japanese restaurant, she encouraged Zhao Fengqing, "Qingqing, seize the opportunity! Get married this year! Get married! Get married!"
It’s really a picture of a handsome man.
After Aunt Zhao contacted the man and found a Japanese restaurant, she encouraged Zhao Fengqing, "Qingqing, seize the opportunity! Get married this year! Get married! Get married!"
The room was filled with the sweet aroma of tea.
Except for some trivial matters.
The waiter knocked twice and then pushed the door open.
The room was filled with the sweet aroma of tea.
"You have to come back to me whether you take a leave or quit your job!" Zhao's mother turned around and shouted to Zhao's father, "Old Zhao, come here and teach your daughter a lesson for treating her lifelong event as a joke!"
"Let me talk about my computer first, don't worry." Father Zhao said slowly, "When I opened the webpage, it popped up a-"
At this moment, he heard the sound and looked over, his expression cold and cold, without any warmth from the sunlight.
Aunt Zhao smiled and said, "This matchmaker is very reliable. I heard that the man fell in love with Qingqing as soon as he saw her photo."
He looked confused at that moment, and after a few seconds, he replied calmly, "Hello, nice to meet you."
This Liu Rourou is really strange. Zhao Fengqing knew very well that Liu Rourou proposed the renovation in order to fire her. But she didn't understand why she was looking for an excuse to wear a shawl now.
The dull silence was broken until his cell phone vibrated.
This year's Spring Festival was relatively late. Three days before the New Year, Zhao Fengqing celebrated her 31st birthday.
"Let me talk about my computer first, don't worry." Father Zhao said slowly, "When I opened the webpage, it popped up a-"
The corners of the eyes are hooked down and the tails are slightly raised, revealing a clear and pure look inside.
Zhao Fengqing really wanted to ask Aunt Zhao how she got to know such a top-notch single man.
Another silence passed.
So she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked out the window again.
Then they exchanged a few perfunctory words and hung up.
"Okay then." Liu Rourou was even more gentle, "Sister Zhao, come back and visit us when you have time."
He looked confused at that moment, and after a few seconds, he replied calmly, "Hello, nice to meet you."
Zhao Fengqing replied coldly, "I'm doing very well."
She listened and laughed it off.
His gaze didn't linger on her for too long. "Just arrived a few minutes ago." He pushed a cup of tea over to her.
They come, the security.
It’s thirty-one already.
The corners of the eyes are hooked down and the tails are slightly raised, revealing a clear and pure look inside.
Lu Xiaoyin was surprised and said, "It's quite hard."
Zhao Fengqing took in the silhouette in its entirety and stepped in confidently.
Zhao Fengqing took in the silhouette in its entirety and stepped in confidently.
"As a cashier." This was not a lie, she was indeed responsible for collecting money.
"Okay, thank you." Zhao Fengqing's words were just a courtesy.
The waiter bowed slightly, stepped out and closed the door.
Zhao Fengqing felt that he still remembered his 30th birthday vividly, even though only a year had passed.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the rain and fog outside and said, "Whatever the boss lady does." She didn't want to walk in such rainy weather. Besides, she didn't have any shawl left in the flower shop.
Zhao's mother thought that her daughter and Kong Daming had an emotional entanglement.
A fake smile appeared on Zhao Fengqing's face. "Hello, nice to meet you."
Zhao's mother thought that her daughter and Kong Daming had an emotional entanglement.
She thought that she probably didn't have the sentimentality of a young girl. Even when she fell in love with Jiang Jing at first sight, it was only because of his appearance.
This made Zhao's mother, who was worried about her daughter's marriage, unhappy.
Zhao Fengqing really wanted to ask Aunt Zhao how she got to know such a top-notch single man.
She didn't speak, and neither did he.
She smiled charmingly, with bright eyebrows and eyes.
He looked confused at that moment, and after a few seconds, he replied calmly, "Hello, nice to meet you."
No matter how superficial the reasons are, they are ridiculous.
However, Zhao's mother did not feel the joy of this birthday at all, and kept muttering, "Forget about this year, I must get married when I am 32 years old!"
Zhao's mother spoke in a nonchalant manner, "People get married very late in big cities. It's nothing for her age. There are still 34 or 35 year olds who are single." But in fact, she was very anxious.
Aunt Zhao didn't have a photo, she only reported the other party's conditions. He was an executive of a well-known company, and his age and height were very compatible with Zhao Fengqing. I didn't know anything else.
This is what he was like when he wasn't a beast. Talking to her was like counting words, the less the better.
She took gentle steps, sat down demurely opposite him, and asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"Zhao Fengqing." She smiled, brighter than the sun.
Then they exchanged a few perfunctory words and hung up.
His gaze didn't linger on her for too long. "Just arrived a few minutes ago." He pushed a cup of tea over to her.
She listened and laughed it off.
"Where are you doing it now?"
One of Zhao Fengqing's cousins got married not long ago, and another cousin is also getting married. Relatives couldn't help but ask about Zhao Fengqing's partner.
Zhao Fengqing went on blind dates for several months but none of them worked out, so his relatives nicknamed him the "blind date killer."
She nodded politely, "Thank you."
"Okay then." Liu Rourou was even more gentle, "Sister Zhao, come back and visit us when you have time."
After the waiter served the food, he asked casually, "Excuse me, what's your name?"
He caught her glance.
Aunt Zhao didn't have a photo, she only reported the other party's conditions. He was an executive of a well-known company, and his age and height were very compatible with Zhao Fengqing. I didn't know anything else.
"You're welcome." His tone was neither hot nor cold.
There is a silhouette inside.
But no one else can do anything about it, especially Kong Daming, who has nothing to do with it.
He raised his eyes, his expression cold and clear.
The only time Jiang Fuli could stay longer was during the Chinese New Year, so she made an appointment with Zhao Fengqing to eat, drink and have fun every day.
Zhao Fengqing looked up at the sky and sighed on the other end of the phone, "Mom, I don't have a day off on Saturday."
But no one else can do anything about it, especially Kong Daming, who has nothing to do with it.
This is what he was like when he wasn't a beast. Talking to her was like counting words, the less the better.
Zhao Fengqing really wanted to ask Aunt Zhao how she got to know such a top-notch single man.
Mother Zhao was already very happy just because a man appeared. She did not covet other conditions. The Zhao family could afford the car and the house.
"Let me talk about my computer first, don't worry." Father Zhao said slowly, "When I opened the webpage, it popped up a-"
One of Zhao Fengqing's cousins got married not long ago, and another cousin is also getting married. Relatives couldn't help but ask about Zhao Fengqing's partner.
Lu Xiaoyin smiled and said kindly, "Then let's make an appointment when you are free."
Zhao Fengqing picked up the cup and looked at him.
Winter goes and spring comes.
She smiled charmingly, with bright eyebrows and eyes.
She said something similar last year. This shows how cruel reality is.
Aunt Zhao didn't have a photo, she only reported the other party's conditions. He was an executive of a well-known company, and his age and height were very compatible with Zhao Fengqing. I didn't know anything else.
He picked up the phone and said in a deep voice, "I have something urgent to do. Let's make an appointment another day."
Father Zhao was much calmer. As long as his daughter didn't go astray, he was already very relieved.
"Sounds familiar." He said in a cold tone.
From her point of view, his bone structure was impeccable, with slanting eyebrows, shallow eyes, a high nose bridge, and three-dimensional brow bones.
Except for some trivial matters.
Zhao's mother spoke in a nonchalant manner, "People get married very late in big cities. It's nothing for her age. There are still 34 or 35 year olds who are single." But in fact, she was very anxious.
He looked confused at that moment, and after a few seconds, he replied calmly, "Hello, nice to meet you."
Lu Xiaoyin, a junior high school classmate who I hadn't contacted for more than ten years, suddenly came to my house.
Lu Xiaoyin was surprised and said, "It's quite hard."
It's moral decline.
Being single is quite freeing.
Zhao Fengqing followed the waiter to the front of the room.
It's extremely hot in August.
Very brief words, then hung up.
Zhao's mother thought that her daughter and Kong Daming had an emotional entanglement.
It’s really a picture of a handsome man.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the rain and fog outside and said, "Whatever the boss lady does." She didn't want to walk in such rainy weather. Besides, she didn't have any shawl left in the flower shop.
Zhao Fengqing was in a good mood and looked out the window.
Then they exchanged a few perfunctory words and hung up.
But she knew the shape of his eyes.
She nodded politely, "Thank you."
The sun is shining outside the window, while it is quiet and peaceful inside.
This year's Spring Festival was relatively late. Three days before the New Year, Zhao Fengqing celebrated her 31st birthday.
The only time Jiang Fuli could stay longer was during the Chinese New Year, so she made an appointment with Zhao Fengqing to eat, drink and have fun every day.
She had never been to this restaurant before. Today, thanks to him, she was able to broaden her horizons. She had already decided that when she ordered dishes later, she would only choose the expensive ones.
Being single is quite freeing.
She listened and laughed it off.
"Anything expensive is fine." Zhao Fengqing said this seriously. Then she looked at the menu and found that there were no prices on it. She pouted secretly, thinking that this restaurant was not honest, and she couldn't find the bottom price even if she wanted to cheat him.
Another silence passed.
On this day, Aunt Zhao unexpectedly found a good candidate, which made Mother Zhao so happy that her mouth almost stretched to her ears.
Amaranth blooms on twenty-one, twenty-five, six, two-five, seven, twenty-eight, two-nine, and thirty-one.
The sun is shining outside the window, while it is quiet and peaceful inside.
"That style is from last year. I don't want it anymore." Zhao Fengqing said in a unenthusiastic tone.
She didn't speak, and neither did he.
He didn't ask her opinion again.
"Jiang Jing."
She had never been to this restaurant before. Today, thanks to him, she was able to broaden her horizons. She had already decided that when she ordered dishes later, she would only choose the expensive ones.
The waiter knocked twice and then pushed the door open.
Mother Zhao was very unhappy.
She didn't speak, and neither did he.
One of Zhao Fengqing's cousins got married not long ago, and another cousin is also getting married. Relatives couldn't help but ask about Zhao Fengqing's partner.
This made Zhao's mother, who was worried about her daughter's marriage, unhappy.
Being single is quite freeing.
The room was filled with the sweet aroma of tea.
Life is ordinary.
One.
They come, the security.
Later, Zhao Fengqing emphasized that she had nothing to do with him.
She nodded politely, "Thank you."
After the waiter served the food, he asked casually, "Excuse me, what's your name?"
Zhao Fengqing almost laughed when she received the call. The class reunion had been over for quite a while, so it was a bit late to come and ask for accusations. "Sorry, I don't have weekends off." This was the truth, she only had Sundays off.
The dull silence was broken until his cell phone vibrated.
Zhao's mother was anxious, "I asked you to get down to business!"
She listened and laughed it off.
Apart from these episodes, Zhao Fengqing's life was very comfortable. Working in the bookstore, she interacted with students. As a result, her mentality as an older woman was not so vicissitudes.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the rain and fog outside and said, "Whatever the boss lady does." She didn't want to walk in such rainy weather. Besides, she didn't have any shawl left in the flower shop.
She deliberately procrastinated and took the bus to the appointment.
Lu Xiaoyin was surprised and said, "It's quite hard."
He didn't ask her opinion again.
He looked confused at that moment, and after a few seconds, he replied calmly, "Hello, nice to meet you."
He picked up the phone and said in a deep voice, "I have something urgent to do. Let's make an appointment another day."
Mother Zhao glared, "Old Zhao!"
This is what he was like when he wasn't a beast. Talking to her was like counting words, the less the better.
Very brief words, then hung up.
Winter goes and spring comes.
Mother Zhao glared, "Old Zhao!"
There was not much time left before the Chinese New Year, and the bookstore manager and Zhao Fengqing agreed to go back to work after the New Year.
From her point of view, his bone structure was impeccable, with slanting eyebrows, shallow eyes, a high nose bridge, and three-dimensional brow bones.
He looked confused at that moment, and after a few seconds, he replied calmly, "Hello, nice to meet you."
"Sounds familiar." He said in a cold tone.
Zhao Fengqing glanced at him. Could this "something" be about the blind date with her
It's moral decline.
Being single is quite freeing.
Zhao Fengqing almost rolled his eyes on the spot.
He looked confused at that moment, and after a few seconds, he replied calmly, "Hello, nice to meet you."
Lu Xiaoyin was surprised and said, "It's quite hard."
He caught her glance.
He raised his eyes, his expression cold and clear.
He took a sip of tea and flipped through the menu. "What would you like to eat?"
A fake smile appeared on Zhao Fengqing's face. "Hello, nice to meet you."
This made Zhao's mother, who was worried about her daughter's marriage, unhappy.
So she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked out the window again.
Zhao Fengqing picked up the cup and looked at him.
Zhao Fengqing picked up the cup and looked at him.
She smiled charmingly, with bright eyebrows and eyes.
Another silence passed.
"Let me talk about my computer first, don't worry." Father Zhao said slowly, "When I opened the webpage, it popped up a-"
However, Zhao's mother did not feel the joy of this birthday at all, and kept muttering, "Forget about this year, I must get married when I am 32 years old!"
Zhao Fengqing replied coldly, "I'm doing very well."
Zhao Fengqing didn't know what difficulties Kong Daming was talking about. If it was just her job, she didn't think it was a big deal. In the eyes of those famous university students, she might be doing low-level work.
During the daytime class time, there were few students coming, so Zhao Fengqing was relatively free. When she was bored, she would flip through those old books to kill time.
He took a sip of tea and flipped through the menu. "What would you like to eat?"
She asked Zhao Fengqing to have coffee with her one weekend.
Zhao Fengqing glanced at him. Could this "something" be about the blind date with her
"You have to come back to me whether you take a leave or quit your job!" Zhao's mother turned around and shouted to Zhao's father, "Old Zhao, come here and teach your daughter a lesson for treating her lifelong event as a joke!"
During the rainy season in mid-March, Liu Rourou suddenly called and said that she had found Zhao Fengqing's shawl in the corner of the flower shop and asked if she could go over and get it.
She didn't speak, and neither did he.
This Liu Rourou is really strange. Zhao Fengqing knew very well that Liu Rourou proposed the renovation in order to fire her. But she didn't understand why she was looking for an excuse to wear a shawl now.
"Then..." Liu Rourou asked softly, "How about I express it to you?"
Kong Daming contacted Zhao Fengqing several times, and the last time he called her home on the landline. He thought that they were classmates, and if she had any difficulties, he would be happy to help her.
"Anything expensive is fine." Zhao Fengqing said this seriously. Then she looked at the menu and found that there were no prices on it. She pouted secretly, thinking that this restaurant was not honest, and she couldn't find the bottom price even if she wanted to cheat him.
As soon as Zhao's father surrendered, Zhao's mother became arrogant.
On this day, Aunt Zhao unexpectedly found a good candidate, which made Mother Zhao so happy that her mouth almost stretched to her ears.
Winter goes and spring comes.
This year's Spring Festival was relatively late. Three days before the New Year, Zhao Fengqing celebrated her 31st birthday.
From her point of view, his bone structure was impeccable, with slanting eyebrows, shallow eyes, a high nose bridge, and three-dimensional brow bones.
At this moment, he heard the sound and looked over, his expression cold and cold, without any warmth from the sunlight.
As soon as Zhao's father surrendered, Zhao's mother became arrogant.
He raised his eyes, his expression cold and clear.
After Aunt Zhao contacted the man and found a Japanese restaurant, she encouraged Zhao Fengqing, "Qingqing, seize the opportunity! Get married this year! Get married! Get married!"
It’s thirty-one already.
She listened and laughed it off.
She smiled charmingly, with bright eyebrows and eyes.
So she raised her eyebrows slightly and looked out the window again.
Zhao Fengqing didn't know what difficulties Kong Daming was talking about. If it was just her job, she didn't think it was a big deal. In the eyes of those famous university students, she might be doing low-level work.
Life is ordinary.
"Jiang Jing."
Zhao's mother spoke in a nonchalant manner, "People get married very late in big cities. It's nothing for her age. There are still 34 or 35 year olds who are single." But in fact, she was very anxious.
Mother Zhao was already very happy just because a man appeared. She did not covet other conditions. The Zhao family could afford the car and the house.
The room was filled with the sweet aroma of tea.
The dull silence was broken until his cell phone vibrated.
He didn't ask her opinion again.
"Okay, thank you." Zhao Fengqing's words were just a courtesy.
This made Zhao's mother, who was worried about her daughter's marriage, unhappy.
She smiled charmingly, with bright eyebrows and eyes.
Later, Zhao Fengqing emphasized that she had nothing to do with him.
It’s really a picture of a handsome man.
The room was very well lit, with tiny slivers of sunlight pouring in through the glass and spreading to the edge of the tatami, making his black hair glow with a faint luster. Because of the backlight, she couldn't see his facial features clearly. She could only see his perfect profile and his pursed lips.
No matter how superficial the reasons are, they are ridiculous.
The man was very busy, and Aunt Zhao made several appointments before she could set a date for the meeting.
After the waiter served the food, he asked casually, "Excuse me, what's your name?"
The corners of the eyes are hooked down and the tails are slightly raised, revealing a clear and pure look inside.
"Okay then." Liu Rourou was even more gentle, "Sister Zhao, come back and visit us when you have time."
He looked confused at that moment, and after a few seconds, he replied calmly, "Hello, nice to meet you."
"Zhao Fengqing." She smiled, brighter than the sun.
The waiter bowed slightly, stepped out and closed the door.
Aunt Zhao didn't have a photo, she only reported the other party's conditions. He was an executive of a well-known company, and his age and height were very compatible with Zhao Fengqing. I didn't know anything else.
This is what he was like when he wasn't a beast. Talking to her was like counting words, the less the better.
"Sounds familiar." He said in a cold tone.
Zhao Fengqing had no choice but to make the trip.
The room was very well lit, with tiny slivers of sunlight pouring in through the glass and spreading to the edge of the tatami, making his black hair glow with a faint luster. Because of the backlight, she couldn't see his facial features clearly. She could only see his perfect profile and his pursed lips.
Winter goes and spring comes.
Zhao Fengqing really wanted to ask Aunt Zhao how she got to know such a top-notch single man.
Zhao's mother spoke in a nonchalant manner, "People get married very late in big cities. It's nothing for her age. There are still 34 or 35 year olds who are single." But in fact, she was very anxious.
"It's a common name, more popular." When she said this, her smile was very vulgar. "What about you?"
"Let me talk about my computer first, don't worry." Father Zhao said slowly, "When I opened the webpage, it popped up a-"
Lu Xiaoyin smiled and said kindly, "Then let's make an appointment when you are free."
Aunt Zhao smiled and said, "This matchmaker is very reliable. I heard that the man fell in love with Qingqing as soon as he saw her photo."
This made Zhao's mother, who was worried about her daughter's marriage, unhappy.
The only time Jiang Fuli could stay longer was during the Chinese New Year, so she made an appointment with Zhao Fengqing to eat, drink and have fun every day.
Zhao Fengqing was in a good mood and looked out the window.
No matter how superficial the reasons are, they are ridiculous.
"Jiang Jing."
"You're welcome." His tone was neither hot nor cold.
She said something similar last year. This shows how cruel reality is.
Zhao Fengqing followed the waiter to the front of the room.
Zhao Fengqing looked at the rain and fog outside and said, "Whatever the boss lady does." She didn't want to walk in such rainy weather. Besides, she didn't have any shawl left in the flower shop.
Zhao Fengqing almost rolled his eyes on the spot.
This made Zhao's mother, who was worried about her daughter's marriage, unhappy.