Daisy's ex-husband suddenly changed his mind and demanded a more detailed division of property; Daisy stopped the decoration plan of the B&B and even said on the phone that there was a property rights dispute in the house; yesterday he asked her for Zhang Anren's contact information.
If you connect these three things, the clue becomes clear.
Jiang Nansun looked behind him, his face full of confusion.
If it was him, how did he do it?
Lin Yue knew what those people were talking about, but he didn't care. He was talking to Lilian about another thing.
"Love is giving, and it is enough for the other person to live a good life?" Lin Yue said: "Is this what you think of Wang Yongzheng? Your brain is burned out, right? You think he is excellent and you are willing to sacrifice everything for him, body, money, Energy, even if he dumps you, you will tell yourself that this is right, and this is how you should love someone. Then if those ordinary people who pursue you also think so, it will be transmitted level by level, and you will not even look at it when you reach the bottom of society. Who would be willing to give love to diaosi, dinosaurs, and luthers who don’t even know how to look? So is the essence of this kind of emotional exploitation and capital exploitation the same? This seemingly correct statement is just like the theory of evolution. Rationalizing the law of the jungle where the strong dominate everything is not so much a form of arrogance as it is brainwashing, adding another layer of emotional discrimination and mental control to the golden tower built with money and power.”
Lilian stared blankly at the man opposite who was analyzing the problem rationally and calmly. She wanted to refute, but she didn't know what to say.
"Every woman has a great ideal in her heart to make the prodigal son come back, just like many men have a heart to persuade a delinquent woman to be a good person, whether it is due to motherhood, a sense of life accomplishment, some kind of complex, etc. In short, they are like putting out a fire. They rush forward like moths, and in the end, most of them become ex-girlfriends, while the prodigal son remains a prodigal son."
After saying this, Lin Yue stood up and walked to the table where the Korean female students were sitting under Lilian's slightly surprised gaze. He didn't know what he said, but he mumbled a lot of foreign language that he didn't understand. The man smiled and left his place holding the dinner plate, and came over to share a table with her.
what's the situation?
The diners around were all stunned.
Is Zhang Anren poaching Wang Yongzheng? Did you dig it successfully?
Some people looked over with playful smiles on their faces.
Others made no secret of their inner schadenfreude and sarcasm.
Because Wang Yongzheng is actually not honest, his biggest reliance on being admitted to the doctoral program at the School of Architecture is not his scores, but his foreign status.
Yes, this guy is not Chinese at all, but Italian.
And the spot he occupied should have gone to a domestic student with much higher scores than him.
"Ella."
Wang Yongzheng called South Korea's big wave by his name with a cold face, but in exchange he invited him over for dinner and asked him if he wanted to go to KEECLUB tonight.
Zhu Suosuo looked at him with a faint smile: "Aren't they your support group? They rebelled and surrendered so quickly? If I were you, I would definitely go over and snatch them back."
Wang Yongzheng lay down on the dining table, leaning on his arms and looking at Jiang Nansun and said: "Three thousand people can only take a scoop of weak water, and among all the girls in the support group, none of them are important to me."
Zhu Suosuo showed a smile that said, "You are really good at it." He was helpless at Wang Yongzheng's obsession with picking up girls and his glib tongue.
But this helplessness was quickly replaced by shock.
While Lin Yue was dealing with a few Korean girls he had met online for two hours, he was complaining in his mind about how nonsense the screenwriter and director had done to whitewash Wang Yongzheng in the middle and late stages. What were they trying to express? Encourage the little girl to save Aquaman? Will a capable, cynical rich second generation become dedicated, stable and reliable for a woman? Numerous facts have proven that it is just a matter of blood.
Of course, it is already the standard view of women in urban dramas that they would rather lick the feet of the rich second generation than be the treasure of a poor boy.
"Brother Zhang."
The call from behind brought his thoughts back to the display. He turned around and saw that it was Zhu Suosuo's cousin Luo Jiaming. Unexpectedly, he came directly to the school.
"Do you know what to do?"
"I want to make money."
"Just make money if you want to." Lin Yue said: "It's good to live a peaceful life with simple meals, but in this era where poverty is laughed at but not prostitution, either you have the consciousness to live in peace and not be afraid of the worldly view. If you don't get married, you can't do it. Have children, regard money as dirt, and live your own small life simply and happily. Or you can work hard to make money and build a career that attracts attention. Now answer me a question, in the face of those good-looking girls in the club, do you still Do you want to take them out of the fire pit?"
Luo Jiaming shook his head: "No."
"This shows that you have grown up." Lin Yue said: "Come and say hello to them, Lilian, Ella, Xiaoen, Zhihui..."
Several Korean girls smiled and waved to him.
Lin Yue blinked at him: "Go to KEECLUB tonight. The first lesson I will teach you is not to always fantasize about protecting women. The second lesson is to let go when you can afford it. Believe me, there is a scumbag living inside every man." Man, you will succeed.”
"Luo Jiaming!"
At the same time as the voice sounded, a hand grabbed Luo Jiaming's arm.
It's Zhu Suosuo.
"Where have you been for so many days? Do you know how worried your uncle and aunt are about you? Come, follow me home."
"Xiao Suo, let go."
"Let go..."
"Let go!"
Luo Jiaming threw off Zhu Suosuo's hand: "I am already an adult. What I want to do, what I want to do, and what I should do are all my own business. I will go back home, but not today, where are my parents? Don’t worry, I called them just now.”
Neither humble nor arrogant, neither arrogant nor arrogant nor timid. This was the first time she had seen Luo Jiaming like this.
"Zhang Anren, what did you do to him?"
Lin Yue said: "I did what you wanted to do. Haven't you always called him naive? Has he changed a lot now?"
"Zhang Anren, you are obscene!"
Zhu Suosuo grabbed Luo Jiaming's hand, trying to drag him home, but was thrown away again.
Lin Yue was happy: "I'm dirty? You told Jiang Nansun righteously that I just want to marry a rich man and squeeze into the upper class society. If you don't want to fall in love with a driver, it's okay. Your cousin is determined to be a practical and utilitarian person." Humans can't do that? Maybe you look down on men at the bottom, so he can't be free and uninhibited after making a lot of money, playing in the world? You convince yourself that you are despicable, but you ask others to be kind. Can you not have such double standards as a human being? "
"Zhang Anren, I know you are here for me, what exactly do you want to do?"
Lin Yue's eyes went back and forth on her several times, making her frown with disgust on her face.
"Don't get me wrong, I learned some skills of fortune-telling and bone-feeling from a master. You look like a person, dressed in a fashionable style. The master said, your eyes are like autumn water, your color is like peach blossoms, and your half-smile is affectionate. This is Lustful appearance. The eyes are wandering and focused on one point, and the three joints of the fingers are fat and the mound of Venus is plump, which means that the temperament, impatience, lust, lust, and material desires are far beyond those of ordinary people, and the most important point is that you are hidden in beauty. Ugly 'bad appearance' pattern, such as a beautiful face but a voice as broken as a gong, a graceful figure, and walking like a man carrying the wind..."
He just laughed and said nothing further: "Master said that the secrets of heaven must not be revealed, otherwise there will be disasters."
Luo Jiaming said: "Brother Zhang, you know so much."
Zhu Suosuo said: "Jia Ming!"
"Xiao Suo, please go back. This is my own business. I can make the decision myself."
"Don't believe his lies, he is a liar!"
Lin Yue opened his mouth to catch the fries sent by Ella: "Is there anything about Luo Jiaming that attracts me? I need to lie to him..."
Zhu Suosuo was so anxious that he stamped his feet: "Zhang Anren, you are vicious!"
Lin Yue said: "Weren't you vicious when you and Jiang Nansun cursed me just now when I was hit by a car when I went out?"
"Lock up." Jiang Nansun couldn't stand it any longer and came over to grab her hand: "We don't want to be angry with this kind of person. It's not worth it."
"But Jiaming..."
"Zhang Anren, I never thought you were this kind of person."
Lin Yue ignored her, looked at Lilian and said, "Did you see that any man who does not adhere to the principle of 'ladies first', no, should be 'ladies' privileges', is a scumbag."
Jiang Nansun was about to speak when she was suddenly pulled back by Zhu Suosuo. She thought he was trying to persuade her not to be like a scumbag, but after looking carefully, she found that Zhu Suosuo kept winking at her, meaning stop talking and look over there.
Jiang Nansun looked at the door of the cafeteria, and saw a man walking towards their position with an angry face.
The high heels clicked and the handbag swayed slightly.
The eyes of the surrounding diners also followed the hand holding the handbag.
When she had a cold face, she had such a strong aura.
Jiang Nansun said in surprise: "Auntie? Why are you here?"
