"Okay, listen to you." He Jiawei still looked at his wife's side face in a daze.

Chen Yanbing gave He Jiawei a blank look: "Follow."

"Hehe, look at my wife, I can't see enough." He Jiawei said.

"Who is your wife? You are married to the family." Chen Yanbing said casually.

After saying that, I became worried again.

In the past year or more, this has been almost her oral words to He Jiawei.

She always uses this sentence to remind He Jiawei and herself.

At this moment, she had accepted He Jiawei more and more. When she said this sentence was a bit inappropriate, she raised her head and looked at He Jiawei apologetically.

But the latter scratched his head and said, "It's nationally certified, and you said, I don't plan to leave in this life. Who is you not my wife? What else can you marry into a marriage without marrying? If we have a baby in the future, will it be He's surname?"

"Go to die." Chen Yanbing's cheeks were red: "I don't want to have a child with you."

"Hehe, I know." He Jiawei smiled awkwardly, and then his big hand directly touched Chen Yanbing.

"He Jiawei, I'll warn you." Chen Yanbing screamed like a fur-fried kitten.

"Hehe." He Jiawei was stunned and hurriedly retracted his hand, but what he thought was that it seemed that he was still trying harder.

Seeing He Jiawei shrinking his hand back, Chen Yanbing didn't catch this matter, just blushed and drove the car.

There are a lot of people in Wanda Plaza in the evening.

Chen Yanbing drove the car for a long time before finding the parking space. She just wanted to go backwards by parking on the side and park the car in.

But I knew it, a creaking sound.

A BMW X1 car was parked inside directly.

Chen Yanbing couldn't dodge and almost hit her, but she was finally an old driver and stopped the brakes at the critical moment.

Chen Yanbing hasn't said anything yet.

There was a young man and a woman who came out of the door of the BMW X1. The man, who was twenty-seven or eight years old, had a slutty face and a slightly obese figure.

The woman was a bit pretty, dressed in luxurious clothes and carried a Gucci bag.

The two of them looked at the erotic public with contempt, and then cursed: "Poor."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Damn it." When He Jiawei heard these two guys scolding his wife, he wanted to open the car door to argue.

But Chen Yanbing grabbed his arm: "Forget it, He Jiawei."

"Okay." He Jiawei nodded, then looked at the back of the young man and woman.

suddenly.

He Jiawei was stunned.

Because he found that the beautiful woman's back seemed very familiar.

After thinking for a long time, He Jiawei remembered it instantly.

This woman turned out to be her ex-girlfriend Yu Molan when she was in college.

He Jiawei graduated from a key university in Ninghai during his college years.

What I learn is finance.

Yu Molan is his classmate.

It's a flower-like flower, with a bit of beauty.

He Jiawei was also a little handsome at that time, so he was considered a tycoon.

In the class, He Jiawei and Yu Molan can be said to be a perfect couple.

However, at that time, He Jiawei didn't know that he was a super rich second generation. He always thought that He Runsheng and Sun Limei were his biological parents.

Due to his poor family, He Jiawei is very low-key. Although he likes Yu Molan, he dare not confess his love.

There is no way, who can make people tie the flowers and there are many suitors?

In this way, everyone has been in peace and in the year of college graduation, which is the senior year.

By the last semester, everyone was busy looking for a job, and He Jiawei gradually forgot about this feeling of Moran.

But I knew that once I went out for a meal.

Yu Molan actually took the initiative to confess to He Jiawei.

To be honest, although He Jiawei has ideas about Moran, he has never dared to contact Moran.

Why? Because this beauty had a bad reputation in college and had many boyfriends.

However, during this senior year, Yu Molan was really honest.

In this case, He Jiawei accepted Yu Molan's confession.

The two began He Jiawei's very short but regretful first love.

In total, Molan and He Jiawei have only been together for less than a month.

I dated no more than ten times during this period, and the most intimate contact was just holding hands.

And He Jiawei's true feelings can be said to be given to Yu Molan.

In order to celebrate Yu Molan's birthday, He Jiawei even took out the pocket money he had saved since childhood, and bought Yu Molan a birthday gift in total of 1,000 yuan.

However, on Moran’s birthday, He Jiawei saw with his own eyes that Yu Moran was embraced by a rich second generation.

He Jiawei's sincerity broke into countless petals that day.

Later, He Jiawei found out.

It turned out that Yu Molan had sex with several men at the same time, and the reason why he took the initiative to confess to him was actually to stimulate a rich second generation.

Under Moran's various tricks, the rich second generation finally couldn't stand it and finally pursued Yu Moran crazy.

Since my value of use is gone, of course I will kick it away.

Shaking his head, He Jiawei recalled a little. The fat man with a tiger back and a bear waist just now did not seem to be the rich second generation who pursued Yu Molan when he was in his senior year.

It seems that she has changed again.

"What are you thinking?" Shen Yanbing's voice came to my mind.

He Jiawei was stunned and realized that at some point Shen Yanbing's Volkswagen had already parked in the underground parking lot.

"That." He Jiawei shook his head: "Ex-girlfriend."

"What's the sky?" Shen Yanbing stared at He Jiawei.

"It's very strange. He Jiawei also has an ex-girlfriend." He Jiawei said with a self-deprecating voice.

"You are not allowed to talk nonsense." Shen Yanbing looked at He Jiawei resentfully: "You used to be a coward. Since you saved me twice, you have never been a coward again. You are my husband..."

"Hehe." He Jiawei stretched out his hand again.

"I warn you." Chen Yanbing looked at He Jiawei vigilantly.

He Jiawei retracted his hand and scratched his head.

But Chen Yanbing stretched out his little white hand and held He Jiawei's hand: "Let's go, let's get off the car, tell me about your ex-girlfriend."

"Yes." He Jiawei nodded.

The two got out of the car.

While walking, He Jiawei told Chen Yanbing about Yu Molan.

"Silly bird, emotional idiot." Hearing that Yu Molan actually used He Jiawei as a weapon to stimulate others, the sunny ice gave He Jiawei a blank look.

"Cough cough." He Jiawei coughed helplessly: "Isn't this not meeting you?"
Chapter completed!