Chapter 150

Name:Why we meet so late Author:芳苓
I don't want to hear that from sister Cao.

The more she said that, the more annoyed I was.

"Xiao Song, if you are sick, go to see it first! You can't see it again! "

"I don't want to see it. Maybe God sees that I live very hard, so I can't bear to drag my child down. No, it's nothing. One person has his own way of life. "

Sister Cao said I didn't mean it. She asked me, "Xiao Song, do you really want to give birth to Luo Weisen?"

I was shocked and denied it immediately.

"I don't think so!"

"Tut tut... I think that's what you want! But I know you won't admit it. " Cao said that since I was in a bad mood, she came to me after work to accompany me.

"No I said, "in the evening, I have to go to dinner with Rowson."

"Does he know that?"

"I said everything."

"What's the attitude of Lawson?"

"He... Doesn't matter."

That's right. Lawson's attitude is meaningless. Although he used a lot of modified words to emphasize the value of women's own existence, the words still revealed a message: that is, whether I can live or not has little to do with him.

Although he once said, I hope I can be pregnant with his child one day. But these are all hypothetical propositions. If you can cherish them, you can't. For him, there is no loss.

As soon as she heard it, she tut Tut, saying that it's hard to guess that it doesn't matter. Men's mind should be more delicate than women's. However, sister Cao encouraged me, "Xiao Song, but it's up to you. A woman with no ability can't hold a man when she gives birth to a child. If she has the ability, she can hook her fingers and make a look in her eyes, and the man will pass away. "

Sister Cao said a lot, but it's better not to. In fact, sister Cao is not a person who gives advice. And I won't listen to her advice.

"Anyway, you are still hot. Don't think about it for a moment. Let's keep our relationship together. "

Ha ha

I'll say you're busy. When the words come out, I feel happy.

What I'm trying to do is to have a good time.

At noon, I cooked some noodles casually. At two o'clock in the afternoon, I felt bored. Staring at my mobile phone, I suddenly sent a text message to my mother, asking her how they were with Luo Jingxing.

My mother didn't expect me to take the initiative to return the message. She was so excited. She called me back immediately and said she was busy fighting that woman at the moment.

"Which woman?"

"Oh, it seems that you don't care about your mother, just the third son of Luo Jingxing?" My mother said that the little three-year-old was shameless, and Luo Jingxing was in his thirties. For the sake of money, she didn't hesitate to give Luo Jingxing a trick to make a child“ My mother won't give up

I said to him in a quiet way: "you've been more than 20 years away from Luo Jing. I don't think you have a good chance of winning this. Some people have children. Luo Jingxing has been playing all his life. In the end, he has a son. Do you think he is too happy? "

I'm telling the truth. But my mom doesn't like it.

She said angrily on the phone that instead of giving her advice, I turned to outsiders“ Forget it. If you have a daughter, I'll go to your Aunt Liu to discuss it. "

I've seen this Aunt Liu once. She's my mother's best friend. They have their own group. The people in this group are either the second wife or the third child. To put it bluntly, they are all the lovers of the rich.

My mom left the phone. Time is fast. It's evening in a flash.

I didn't forget that lowerson was going to take me to dinner this evening. Now I really have a sense of crisis.

I offered to call him.

"In the evening... Will you pick me up?"

"Half past seven."

He seemed to forget the unpleasantness of the morning, and his voice was still gentle, with a deep magnetism.

My heart is much more comfortable.

"Then I'll wait for you."