Zhang Na didn't say anything, just stared at her up and down, and after a long time she sneered: "You are so awesome, you can live well without anyone."
In her previous life, she followed Li Aiguo and became the wife of a multimillionaire.
He became even more powerful in this life, becoming a scientist directly, and even the three brothers of the Li family became successful.
And what about her?
Li Aiguo now only has a few hundred thousand at most. Not to mention Li Hua, not even the three Li Hua brothers can compare with him.
Xihe was speechless and a little annoyed by her sarcastic words, and said directly: "Who gave me a good life?"
After greeting Zhou Yang, he turned around and went home directly.
"Just wait! I won't admit defeat!"
Zhang Na shouted loudly.
The cold wind blew on her face, her eyes were red, and she clenched her hands, thinking bitterly that she was only eight years old, and there would be many opportunities in the future, and Li Aiguo would definitely be more powerful.
Passing by those villagers with incomprehensible eyes, she returned home,
As soon as she opened the door, she heard a lot of noise in the room, and her daughter's cry was particularly loud. She panicked and hurriedly walked in: "Yuanyuan."
I saw a bunch of adults and children sitting in the room.
She brought candies and melon seeds and put them on the table. Everyone had their pockets full. Her mother-in-law and sisters-in-law were laughing and trying on her clothes. Her daughter was sitting on the floor crying, and no one cared about it.
For a moment, she felt dizzy and shouted: "Li Aiguo!"
Xihe didn't know how noisy the Li family was. When she got home, she hid directly in bed and didn't come out until she was eating.
The Chinese New Year is very lively at this time. People visit houses, eat dumplings, and pay New Year greetings.
After the bustling New Year, Xihe returned to work, and Zhou Yang naturally followed her.
Their tasks this year are still very heavy, and they are busy every day. In addition, a large part of the research is led by Xihe, which makes her almost as busy as a spinning top, which makes Zhou Yang feel heartbroken.
"Xiaohe, you go back and rest first. I will do the rest."
Zhou Yang said as he pulled out the data sheet, read the ten lines at a glance, and then picked up the test tube on the experimental table for comparison.
Xihe nodded, but did not leave. Instead, he sat on a chair nearby to rest.
The laboratory was neat and cold. She held her chin and found that the boy she once was was now handsome and upright, with a serious profile and clear lines. She suddenly wanted to get off work.
With this thought in mind, she spoke: "No more, let's go back."
Zhou Yang raised his head in surprise. A workaholic is actually willing to leave work early? But he nodded immediately: "Okay."
Close the door and lock it, and get home around half past nine.
After washing, she sat on the sofa with her wet hair. Zhou Yang consciously wiped her hair with a towel.
The wind blew outside the window. Xihe closed his eyes and lay on the young man's lap.
The soft long hair was gradually dried, and Zhou Yang saw that she still closed her eyes, so he picked her up and went to the room.
She loves cleanliness, and the bed has a white quilt cover.
He opened the quilt and put the person down. When he left, the woman who had closed her eyes opened her eyes and said, "I won't go back tonight."
Zhou Yang's whole body froze, and a tingling feeling rose from his heart.
He had some doubts that he had heard wrongly.
He lowered his head blankly and saw her eyes clear in the moonlight. Her posture was still lazy and carefree. His throat rolled, as if he was choked by something: "You, what did you say?"
Xihe tilted his head, stretched out his hand and pulled gently. The young man fell onto the quilt without any resistance, as if his strength had been relieved.
