strictlysupreme Chapter 257
Chapter 257
"Zhuang Man, I have seen through you thoroughly, if you don't want to tell me, just tell me!" Gu Mingxue looked at her and said viciously. He wanted to give her a good face, but who knew that she didn't appreciate it.
"You don't need to talk here and there, and don't pretend to be arrogant. If you want to die, just say it, don't waste my time here."
Gu Mingxue saw that he had no hope of getting money from Zhuang Man, so he didn't need to put on a cute and pitiful look.
Standing up, he patted the dust off his suit, and glanced at Zhuang Man who was reading in the sunshine from the corner of his eye.
"Zhuang Man, I always thought you were just a person with a very cold personality, but I didn't think about it, but your heart is much colder than yours." He wanted to leave at first, but seeing her still indifferent, the feeling in his heart A fire finally broke out.
"In this world, only a vicious person like you can do that to her husband." He stared at her, trying to see any flaws.
His heart seemed to be stuck on her and a man before that again. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel very angry. You must know that marrying someone who doesn't like him as his wife is the biggest failure in Gu Mingxue's life.
"Thank you for the compliment." For a person who doesn't understand herself at all, Zhuang Man never wastes her tongue explaining anything.
Mouths grow on other people's faces. Even if you can stop the temporary rumors from rising, can you keep others silent? Why not go your own way, be yourself, and be free.
"Hmph." Gu Mingxue snorted coldly and walked out.
Even though there was still resentment in his heart, he still didn't show it.
Gu Yanmo and Zhuang Man are actually the same type of person, but they express their emotions in different ways.
Gu Yanmo relies entirely on his own inner happiness. If you are used to seeing it, he will smile at you. If you are not used to it, just choose to ignore it. Zhuang Man can control his emotions very well. Sorrow and joy are shown on the face.
Zhuang Man looked at the tightly closed door, put the book on the sofa, stood up, looked at the wedding photos on the wall, married for decades, and lived every day as a respectful guest, no one would choose Cross that line.
He took out his mobile phone and dialed Gu Yanmo's number: "Yanmo, did your father borrow money from you?"
Gu Yanmo turned off the video conference, rubbed his temples, "Well, what's the matter?"
"Did you take the money?" Hearing her son's weary voice, Zhuang Man only felt distressed, but she didn't dare to say anything more, not so much because she didn't dare, but because she knew it.
Even if he said it himself, it wouldn't have any effect. From childhood to adulthood, Gu Yanmo's most outstanding ability was self-reliance.
"No." Of course Gu Moyan knew what was going on, but from his mother's tone, it seemed that he didn't know what happened. After thinking about it, it's better not to let her know.
When he thought of when he was young, he felt angry. If it wasn't for Gu Mingxue, he and his mother wouldn't be in this incomplete family. And the gift that Gu Mingxue bestowed on himself in this life was the one raised outside. To mother and son.
"That's good. You can take care of yourself. I'll hang up first and eat on time."
Take good care of yourself, eat on time, a dozen words contain a mother's concern for her son who is away, her inner thoughts and worries, and these few words can clearly express it.
Children who do not have parents will never understand the pain of their parents. They should be afraid that the baby son and baby girl they grew up in the palm of their hands will suffer a little grievance outside.
Fear of not eating well, fear of not taking good care of myself.But the concern in my heart cannot be expressed in words.
Zhuang Man hung up the phone, looked at the quiet room, and sighed, time really flies, in the blink of an eye, decades have passed like this, and she is getting old, and she is in this villa Stayed there for so long.
Walking into the dressing room, he took a skirt and put it on. He dressed casually, but still couldn't hide his unique temperament.This kind of temperament cannot be created just by looking at expensive clothes and cosmetics.
"Ma'am." The driver opened the door respectfully.
"Go to the bookstore." The biggest difference between Zhuang Man and other expensive wives is that the way other people make money is not to get together to travel around, or to play mahjong and go shopping together.
Zhuang Man likes to be quiet, and when he has nothing to do, he likes to go to the bookstore to read books.
"Mrs. Gu." Zhuang Man is a frequent visitor to this bookstore.
Zhuang Man nodded slightly, walked among the bookcases, picked up a book she liked very much, but found that the seat by the window that she had been making all along was already occupied.
"Sir, I'm sorry." Zhuang Man walked over with a faint smile, but the smile on his face froze at the corner of his mouth when the man turned around, and the book in his hand fell to the ground with a dull sound.
The man looked at the more and more temperamental Zhuang Man in front of him, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and just like at the beginning, he called softly: "Man Man."
He walked up to Zhuang Man, bent down, and picked up the books on the ground: ""Old Man Goriot"? After so many years, the book you must pick up every time you come to the bookstore still hasn't changed."
It took Zhuang Man a long time to come back to her senses, she wiped the tears on her cheeks with her hands, bit her lower lip, her eyes were red, and she tried her best to hold back the tears in her eyes.
"It's just that I've always been used to reading a book. When you really get used to something, you will find it difficult to correct it." Thinking of the identities of the two of them now, she finally let go of the distracting thoughts in her mind.
After all, now that she has a family, how can she be thinking about these old things? Thinking about them, her heart still trembles.
"How are you doing?" The greeting was like the most ordinary friend, but it still made Zhuang Man's eyes redden.
"I'm sorry, I'm a little emotional right now. I'll go to the bathroom first." Zhuang Man lowered her head, sobbing softly, but turned and left in a hurry.
With the handkerchief tightly in Bo Wenchu's hand, watching Zhuang Man's disappearing back, his nose felt slightly sore.
Zhuang Man locked herself in the bathroom, looked at herself in the mirror, couldn't hold back her emotions anymore, burst into tears, hid her emotions for too long, and finally collapsed at this moment, just like a child Same, crying loudly.
There were knocks on the door: "Manman, have you been wronged in any way, please tell me, okay?" Bo Wenchu's concerned voice came from outside the door.
Bo Wenchu had actually been waiting for her outside, but he could not help feeling a little anxious when he heard voices coming from inside, so he hurriedly knocked on the door, trying to hear the voices inside.
Gu Mingxue wandered aimlessly on the street, and after leaving the villa, he realized that he was a little impulsive. He was already an ant on a hot pot, and he had no choice, let alone offend someone who was capable of helping him.
Gu Mingxue kept calling Zhuang Man, but no one answered. He called home and found out that Zhuang Man had gone to the bookstore.
Zhuang Man turned on the faucet, poured cold water directly on her face with her hands, and slapped her face constantly. Ever since the two separated and she was forced to marry into the Gu family, she has never lost control of her emotions like today.
Bo Wenchu, why did I put down all my masks when I saw you, and show the softest part of the hedgehog in front of you.
Zhuang Man looked at herself in the mirror, her hair was already wet with water, hanging on her chest, her face was pale, her lips were colorless, her eyes were red, and the tip of her nose was slightly red.
He patted his face to make himself not look so haggard. After all, he had already passed that youthful age. Now that he thought about it, everything before was like a green smoke and dissipated with the wind.
Walking to the door, taking deep breaths, the corners of the mouth slightly turned up, showing a smile uglier than crying, and opened the door: "I'm sorry for making you wait outside for so long."
Bo Wenchu looked at Bo Wenchu and looked at the woman in front of him. After so many years, the books he loves to read have not changed, and even his personality has not changed. He only wants to hide any grievances in his heart, like a hedgehog, holding on tightly Wrapping herself up, Zhuang Man who pretends to be strong like this is what Bo Wenchu loves the most.
"Is it because Gu Mingxue bullied you, treated you badly, or did something sorry for you, Manman, as long as you want, I can take you away at any time."
Such youthful and frivolous sweet talk is no longer suitable for two people who are over fifty years old, let alone two people who already have a family and a divorced person.
And Bo Wenchu looked at her red eyes from crying, and couldn't help himself. After all, she was the woman he cherished.
"No." If I was still a young girl, I would be moved to tears when I heard such words, but I am not young anymore, and I have no imagination about love at all.
In this life, people are not able to do what they want to do, but what you have to do is what you have to do. Maybe it is because of this that there are so many people who love each other very much, but there are people who can't do it. people together.
There is a good saying, the person you marry will never be the one you like the most, but the one who is most suitable for you to spend your whole life with.
"Manman." Bo Wenchu said in a low voice, took Zhuang Man into his arms, and softly comforted him: "I'm sorry, your life shouldn't be like this."
Zhuang Man lives in the banker, and his life should be protected and smooth sailing without any turmoil. If he had been stronger and determined at that time, and had chosen to take Zhuang Man away, would the ending be different? kind?
Zhuang Man didn't push Bai Wenchu away, she really missed this embrace, but she could only think about it, smelling the familiar smell, Zhuang Man slowly lowered her eyes, tears overflowed from her eyes, and ran across her cheeks, Wet Bai Wenchu's suit.
In the past, it is difficult to tell who is right and who is wrong. Even if it is clear, it will have no effect on the present. There is no medicine for regret in the world. This is a cruel saying, but it is indeed the truth.