A Naive Short-tempered Girl

They haven't met each other in the past two weeks, but Yu Aotian will send her a message from time to time, either 'sleep' or 'wake up', although it is so simple, it is invisible distance between them. Called Yaoyao, she could clearly feel that she knew the big political figure on TV.

"Uh, Boss Yu really has a heart."

"Shh, Xiao Man, he's a member of the House of Lords now, don't call him Boss Yu."

"Oh, oh, oh, yes, he's playing politics now, so he has to be careful. By the way, Yaoyao, is your current relationship considered unfulfilled?"

Not full of lovers? ? It's an ambiguous name.

Yaoyao smiled helplessly: "I only know that we only need to maintain this unclear relationship for 3 years now, and it may not last for 3 years. Maybe, one day he has a girlfriend and gets married, Then we'll have nothing to do with each other."

After all, Yu Aotian is 28 years old, so maybe marriage is not important in his eyes. But in his current status as a statesman, if he doesn't get married and has a stable family, it's hard to break through.

"That's not bad. If Yu Aotian treated you badly at the beginning, then later, I think his performance has exceeded his responsibility for the relationship between you."

Gong Xiaoman is the one who understands the progress of their relationship the most. She started to really hate Yu Aotian and felt that his attitude towards Yaoyao was much, much worse than that of his lover. But in the later period, his attitude towards Yaoyao has already exceeded that of a lover, even better than his girlfriend. "It's hard work. I really envy you..."

After all the hardships come, the four words that Gong Xiaoman yearns for. She smiled faintly and lay powerlessly on Yaoyao's bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"Xiaoman, between you and Vice President Han..."

"Don't mention him!" Gong Xiaoman sternly stopped Yaoyao's words, and sat up expressionlessly: "I have decided to give up on him, even a ruthless man like Yu Aotian can blossom and bear fruit with you. , Han Lishang is an iron tree and will never bloom in this life!"

No, Xiaoman is wrong...

Yu Aotian's character can't be compared with Vice President Han, a cold-hearted man like Vice President Han will never take the first step, but once he steps out, it will be difficult to turn back;

But Yu Aotian is different, a man like him who is very shrewd and uncertain, is really very likely to treat you like a child one second, and push you into a ruthless hell the next second. middle.

In the end, it seems that Gong Xiaoman still doesn't know what it means to be through hardships... See through it!

"Alas." Yaoyao sighed deeply and lay down beside Gong Xiaoman thoughtfully...

*

The weather in November has entered the early winter, and people on the street have already changed their summer clothes into autumn and winter clothes.

After taking care of her father-in-law in the hospital, Luo's mother hurried home anxiously.

The vegetable basket in the hands of 'patta' fell to the ground, and the eggs in it fell all over the floor.

Luo Mama stared blankly at the mess on the floor, always feeling as if something was going to happen today. When she was in the hospital, her eyelids kept jumping and jumping.

"Hey." With a slight sigh, Mother Luo bent over to pick up the eggs that were still edible.

But the moment she stood up, two men in black suddenly appeared in front of her: "Ms. Deng Huihong?"

"You are?"

The vegetable basket in the hands of 'patta' fell to the ground again, and Luo's mother gradually disappeared under the sunset of the sunset under the ties of the two men in black...

"Mum! Mum." In the dim hall, Mother Luo sat on a chair with her hands and feet tied, and her mouth was covered with a cloth, so she could only make a 'uuu' sound.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps.

The subordinate standing in the hall bowed respectfully: "Boss Yu."

"Go down." Long Ye, who was following Yu Aotian's side, opened his mouth slowly.

The little gangsters in the hall then exited this dark hall filled with a strange atmosphere.

"Auntie. Thank you very much." Yu Aotian walked to Deng Huihong and tore off the white cloth from her mouth.

"You..." Luo's mother stared blankly at the unusually handsome and charming man in front of her, her twinkling eyes lit up: "Yu Aotian."

"Haha, I didn't expect you to recognize me after meeting me only once in the hospital."

Mother Luo kept silent. Even if she didn't recognize the man, she couldn't forget these bottomless eyes that contained countless stories. These eyes were really terrifying, and seeing them once was enough to remember them for a lifetime. .

"Auntie, I'm sure you have already guessed why I invited you here today, right?" Yu Aotian said with a blank expression.

Mother Luo was silent for a while again, then slowly raised her head and met those eyes that made her extremely frightened: "Is it the case of the Huamei Villa case? You also found my brother? And that one? Miss Mo is not your girlfriend, let alone someone who was rescued by Tianming, right?"

"Hehe, Sister Hong, you are still so smart." Yu Aotian smiled lightly, crouched in front of her, and carefully untied the rope tied to her.

"Hong...Sister?" Luo's mother opened her eyes wide and stared firmly at his face.

After a while, all the ropes tied to her were untied, Yu Aotian was silent for a long time, and slowly pulled up Luo's mother's wrinkled hand: "After years of baptism, or the hardships of life, you are really old. Quite a lot. When I saw you in the hospital, I didn't recognize you at all. But I will never forget the fact that you were the most beautiful woman in the Politburo more than 20 years ago."

After Deng Huihong heard these words, her body gradually started to tremble, her old eyes couldn't stop looking up and down at Yu Aotian, 1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds... "Little... Xiaotian! You... You are Xiaotian!?"

Yu Aotian tilted his head and smiled charmingly: "It's me, Sister Hong."

"Why, how could this be, I thought you had... already..." Mama Luo suddenly felt her chest tight, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.

I remember that 20 years ago, the domestic requirements for workers were not so high. Deng Huihong started working at the age of 16 and entered the Politburo at the age of 18.

It was in the Politburo compound that I saw Yu Aotian for the first time!

At that time he was only 7 years old, just a boy who had just entered elementary school. Although I could see his handsomeness for the first time at that time, those eyes were clear, completely different from the bottomless eyes full of stories today.

This may be the baptism of years.

She is only 40 years old now, but she has a weather-beaten face close to 50 years old, stumbled by wind and frost, worries, and suffering. \u003c