So Wang Bushi told what happened, his tone full of helplessness. If things went well, he wouldn't have to suffer so much.
I gave you my heart, but you only focused on my body. I said I loved you, but you said I was sorry. You fell in love with the wrong person. Destiny always likes to have a romantic relationship with someone, not too big or too small, but it always gives way. People regret jokes, shed tears, and feel heartache.
Seeing that Wang Busheng didn't look like he was joking, Zhang Jinghui was also moved by it. If she had appeared earlier, if the weather hadn't been so hot, and if the number had been written on paper, what would have been the result? Zhang Jinghui didn't know the answer. Zhang Jinghui's character determines her feelings. She worries too much, thinks too much, and considers too much. Unlike Zhang Jingjun, who is carefree and doesn't need to think about things, she can love boldly, identity, family, etc. unimportant.
Your heart is my home, you have me in your heart, all this is enough, there are countless stories of I love you, you love him, and he loves her. It is really difficult to love each other.
"Everything in the world is unpredictable. Isn't it good to be like this? Zhang Jingjun is not only beautiful, but she also sings well." Zhang Jinghui couldn't help but comfort him when she saw Wang Bu's dead look.
Men are all greedy and want to have the whole world in their pocket. Whether it is a dream or an extravagant wish, everyone thinks this way.
Wang Bushi smiled slightly, "Maybe it's good now. No one can decide the future. Just take it one step at a time."
Looking at Wang BuSheng lovingly, Zhang Jinghui touched Wang BuSheng's face intimately, "Don't worry, I will help you."
"Help me." Wang Busui looked at Zhang Jinghui curiously. Could it be that the sister he had just recognized planned to buy himself a new house and slap Zhang Jingjun's parents in the mouth with money. That's good too. "Sister, how much money do you plan to pay?"
"Uh, ah. Give out money, give out money, what are you doing with money?" Zhang Jinghui looked confused. She was just talking about feelings, why did she suddenly lose money?
"Isn't my sister planning to use money to help me capture Xiao Junjun?" Wang Busi looked innocent. Zhang Jingjun was so rich, it would be difficult to buy him with money.
Zhang Jinghui's face was very dark. My little sister gave it to you and also gave you money. Did you earn all this advantage? "Wang Bu Die, when it comes to feelings, money can only be a help, sincerity is the most important thing." .
"Oh, that's what my sister means. I don't have to pay for it, but you can come up with ideas. My sister is older and has eaten more salt than I have eaten rice. She should be more experienced than me." Although I feel older at heart. Some, but when it comes to my own love experience, it can be said to be almost zero. The 21st century is a society where materialism prevails and everything depends on money. It’s not that there are no true feelings, but there are very few. There is no way to talk about feelings without a material foundation. Falling in love is also a high-cost affair, including the marriage between Wang Busheng and his school beauty wife, which is naturally indispensable. Money plays a role, so there is very little emotion in it, and Wang Busheng has never had a serious love affair.
Zhang Jinghui's face turned even darker. Did Wang Bushit deliberately hit herself and humiliate herself as an older leftover woman? "Sister, I am an emotional idiot. I have never been in love once,"
"Uh, ah, you still have your first love," to be honest, at Zhang Jinghui's age, it was natural for the Ming Empire to call her a leftover woman.
"The first love is still there, but the first kiss was taken away by you." It was Zhang Jinghui who looked at the rafters with resentment. She really regretted not experiencing the feeling of her first kiss. I don’t know how it feels.
"Uh, ah. That was your first kiss, or I'll pay you."
"How to make amends? Dump Xiaojun and find a partner for me." Wang Bushid rolled his eyes and said, "I don't want to be a mistress."
"Haha, it's impossible to get rid of Xiaojun, but my first night is still here, so why don't I compensate you first?"
"You disgusting bastard, you took advantage of me again." He patted Wang Busheng on the shoulder like a spoiled brat.
"You, like Xiaojun, like to call me a stinker." Wang Bushit said with a smile.
With Zhang Jingjun, you are the listener, but with Zhang Jinghui, you are the protagonist, and you are always the one who talks the most.
When you love someone, the one who loves the most is always the one who sacrifices and loses the most, compromises, feels wronged, loses himself, changes himself, for the sake of his love.
"Except for being good-looking, Zhang Jingjun and I have nothing in common." Zhang Jinghui returned to this topic.
"Your names are very similar. If it weren't for the contrast in your personalities, I would have thought you were sisters." Wang Bushi smiled. Because of the emergence of the Naming Book, there are so many people with the same name that it would take a village of cats and dogs. There can be several of them. For example, Xiao Ming, Xiao Hong, Li Lei and Han Meimei are the names with the highest usage rate in the 21st century. The number of people who use them is more than hundreds of thousands. Therefore, it is understandable that the names are similar. Wang Bushit did not think about it. .
"Why can't we be sisters?"
"How is it possible? Xiaojun talks so much, but sister, you don't like to talk."
"We are sisters, Zhang Jinghui and Zhang Jingjun. As long as you are not a fool, you will not be able to tell."
"Sister, don't look at the joke. How can you two be biological sisters?"
"Why can't they be biological sisters?"
The nine sons of the dragon are all different. But that's not the same as a mother's womb. It's normal to be different. only,,
"Sister, what you said is true, a pair of sisters"!
"Why am I teasing you? This is another purpose of my coming."
Looking at Zhang Jinghui's face that didn't look like he was joking, Wang Bushi asked weakly, "Sister Jinghui, do you have a stepmother? Xiaojun was born to your stepmother."
"Nonsense, we are from the same mother and father, and my father and mother are no longer here." When Zhang's father and Zhang's mother left, Zhang Jinghui was still young, so she didn't feel much sentimental.
"What a coincidence that my mother is no longer here and my father is also missing."
The number of times Zhang Jinghui's face turned black was a record today, "How can you still speak well until the king dies?"
The beauty was angry, and the consequences would be serious. Wang Bushi obediently shut his mouth.
After calming down her anger, Zhang Jinghui continued, "Xiaojun and I are biological sisters, and we are both the granddaughters of the British male Zhang Luzi. Do you understand?"
With a pop, Wang Bushi slid under the table, "Sister, you are the donkey who sent us to break us up. Talking about cooperation is just a false promise." Wang Bushit wanted to cry. Why was it so difficult for him to fall in love with his little Junjun? Could it be even more difficult?
Hurriedly helping Wang Busheng up, Zhang Jinghui explained, "Talking about cooperation is one thing, but the matter between you and my little sister is the most important thing."
It's the dean's job to break up young lovers. Could it be that Zhang Jinghui also has a part-time job?
Just as Wang Busheng was about to speak, he was interrupted by Zhang Jinghui, "Listen to me first. My grandfather doesn't know about the matter between you and Xiaojun, otherwise I wouldn't be sitting here talking about it. You should be familiar with the prison in Songjiang Mansion. Bar".
"That's so familiar. I'm a frequent visitor, but now I guess it's been blacklisted and I won't accept anyone." Wang Bushu nodded and said, "I've been there a few times."
As if the king was still alive, Zhang Jinghui continued, "Grandpa loves my little sister very much. If he knew about your existence, I think there is a high chance that you would be sent to the Japanese pirates to contribute to the Ming Empire."
"Well, I don't want to go to the Japanese pirates. That's not a place for people to stay. Anyone who can stay here is not a human being."
"So here I am".
"Sister, you are not here to break us up,"
"Of course not. Since my little sister likes you, why should I break you up?"
"That's good, that's good, you are really my sister." Wang BuSheng felt relieved. To be honest, if the British father-in-law did not support this relationship, it would still be possible for Wang BuSheng to disappear from the earth.
"I'm here to help you." Looking at Wang Busheng affectionately, Zhang Jinghui had mixed feelings in her heart. Isn't it a bit funny to help the person she likes fall in love with her little sister?
"The threshold for becoming a British duke is very high. You should know even if I don't tell you that if you want to become the son-in-law of our duke, a small businessman is not enough."
"How about the world's richest man?" He has some knowledge and vision that is ahead of the world. Wang Busui still has some confidence in the world's richest man. In the past, Wang Busui was just a commoner at the lowest level, earning money in a low-key manner. This is an era of officialdom. , Without power, there is no status, and any fruits of one's hard work will be taken away by the powerful people without any reason. But now that there is a big tree like the British Duke, no one should dare to touch oneself.
"Do you think our Zhang family is short of money? Not to mention Xiaojun's celebrity status, it is not an exaggeration to make a fortune every day. Our Zhang family also controls nearly 90% of Songjiang Prefecture's grain business, and my grandfather is still in the imperial court. As an official, as the minister of the Ministry of Industry, I still have some income."
Zhang Jinghui said it very implicitly. It is just the income of Zhang Luzi, the minister of the Ministry of Industry. Even if the king does not die, he will not be able to match it. The Ministry of Industry is similar to the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development. This is a very fat position. It takes a lot of money to earn money. These are all very common things. It’s hard not to make money.
Wang Busheng was very distressed. If money could not impress Zhang Luzi, why should he rely on his looks? It was obvious that Zhang Luzi, who had been on the battlefield, did not like men.
"The day you become strong enough, so strong that no one dares to challenge your position."
After looking around to make sure that there was no one, not even birds and insects, Wang Busheng lowered his voice and whispered, "Is it true that sister wants me to rise up? The emperor will take turns to do it. Come to my house today."
With a plop, Zhang Jinghui knelt down. Could it be that her expression was wrong.
"I think this is a good idea. When the time comes, my sister and Xiaojun will both be queens, Ehuang and Nvying." Wang Bushit is babbling again. On the left is Zhang Jingjun, on the right is Zhang Jinghui, and there is Leng Bingbing in his arms. In this life, only the position of emperor can satisfy him. How about giving it a try? The hydrogen bomb cruise missile has not been invented yet, right? .
"Shut up, if you want to die, don't drag our little king." If you rebel, you are just kidding, and you will be beheaded. The Ming Empire has just been established not long ago. Although it has many shortcomings, it is slowly getting better, and the lives of the people are also changing little by little. Who will follow you in rebellion?
"What do you mean, sister?"
"I have no other intention, I just want to tell you that if you want to get Xiaojun, you must work hard and put in a thousand times of effort." Zhang Jinghui got vaccinated in advance. Only the feelings obtained through hard work will be cherished more.
"Ah, it has to be so hard. If not, we can talk it over. It shouldn't be that hard for you and my sister."
"Nonsense, you thought you were buying groceries. This one is not suitable and should be replaced with another one."
"Hehe, sister, I am joking. Although I am a little lazy, I don't have much ideal pursuit. I just want to be an ordinary rich man, smile and watch the flowers bloom and fall, and the clouds roll and relax. But now I want to do An aspiring young man with ideals, ambitions and pursuits, for Xiaojun and for you, sister." Wang Bushi had never made such a serious promise before, and he was serious this time.
What's wrong with the British father-in-law? Could it be that his granddaughter will never marry? If she wants to marry, why can't she be herself? She is handsome and has plenty of money, so she is also a good choice.
"It's not for me, it's for Xiaojun. I hope you will do what you say, and I will be there to help you." There are difficulties, but Zhang Jinghui believes that where there is a will, there is a way.
"Thank you sister, you are so kind to me,"
Well, the shameless Wang Bushit leaned into Zhang Jinghui's arms again.
Zhang Jinghui's face finally returned to normal, white and rosy.
"Sister, what will you do in the future?"
Holding Wang Busheng is like holding Xiaojun when he was a child. Zhang Jinghui is very happy, "I will keep going like this. When you have children in the future, I will take care of your children."
Perhaps thinking of funny things in the future, Zhang Jinghui's face was filled with a lingering smile.
Wang Bushi pushed hard into Zhang Jinghui's arms and blocked Zhang Jinghui's waist, "I really want to hold you like this and grow old together listening to my favorite songs."
