I told you, even without her, they could still live a miserable life.
444 scratched his chin: Do you think there is something fishy going on here
But I checked again and again and didn't find anything unusual. It looked like an accidental traffic accident.
"If you have nothing to do, go make money."
There's nothing to check about this.
Is there something fishy going on? Does it matter
Xiao Si: “…” She has no humanity towards the opposite sex and only knows how to protect her man.
Su Qiao changed into a white shirt and light-colored straight jeans, combed his hair, and slowly went next door to enjoy a free Chinese meal.
"Let's go to the gym together?"
After the meal, Cen Mohan handed Su Qiao a plate of cut fruit and made an invitation very naturally.
"You work out so often? How many times a week?" Why does it seem like he goes every day
No wonder you have such a good figure as you work out so diligently.
"I exercise every day, and when I'm tired, I fall asleep more easily."
He used to not want to sleep, but later on, he started to suffer from insomnia and found it difficult to fall asleep.
"And you?"
Su Qiao sat cross-legged on the sofa and used a small silver fork to pick up a piece of diced fruit and put it in his mouth. "I want to exercise my muscles, so I go there more often recently."
"It's good for girls to have some muscles, and it can also protect them from being bullied outside."
When Cen Mohan was abroad, he saw many girls who were obsessed with fitness, and he quite agreed with this point of view.
Although, he thought that she was small and chubby and looked pretty.
But he respected her hobbies.
"That's the truth."
This is pleasing to the eye. Unlike that man Wang Zhiyao, who always emphasizes that girls should be gentle and weak.
"I'll go back and pack up. I'll call you when I leave."
She couldn't pick up her car yet, so for now she could only borrow his car.
"OK."
*
At about three o'clock, the two came to the gym together.
Su Qiao went to the lounge, changed his clothes, and came out with a towel.
Cen Mohan had changed his clothes earlier and was talking to the receptionist at the front desk. When he looked up and saw her, his eyes immediately fell on her waist.
The last two times Su Qiao worked out, she wore a long vest. Today, she suddenly changed into a black, belly-baring short vest. In addition, her pants were low-waisted, revealing her fair and slender waist.
Cen Mohan turned his head and looked around, then quickly stepped forward and stood in front of her, blocking her view.
Among those who come to the gym, most are men, and there are all kinds of people.
Some people come to these high-end gyms not just for fitness, but also for other purposes.
Su Qiao was a little confused: "What's wrong?"
Cen Mohan pointed upstairs and said, "I have a separate training room upstairs. The facilities are better than here. You can train all muscles in your body. Do you want to go and have a look?"
"Okay." Su Qiao didn't notice the cold gaze he cast around him.
Without Su Qiao realizing it, Cen Mohan had already taken their relationship a step further.
From that day on, they would often go to each other's houses to cook, eat together, and then go to the gym together, of course, to the private training room upstairs.
*
On the other hand, just as 444 expected, in order to get compensation, Mr. and Mrs. Wang had no choice but to sell their current house to an agent at a low price, pay the money to the other party, and find a rental house to live in first.
The whole family depended on Mr. Wang's salary to support themselves. Their quality of life plummeted and hit rock bottom.
Unable to find Su Qiao, Wang Zhiyao became even more depressed as the pressure from the family was placed on his shoulders.