There were twenty days to go before her father was sentenced, and if she could not raise money to pay it back, she would be afraid that her father would come out of prison with white hair.
Investors?
Thinking of what general manager Ji just said, Lu Yao hesitated. She took out her mobile phone from her pocket, opened her address book and slid down. She looked at the number that was familiar with her heart.
At the beginning, she gave Shao Yunchen notes about her husband, and added a deliberately in front of her, so that his name is at the top of the address book, and you can see it at a glance.
However, in the past three years, Shao Yunchen called her and sent her a few short messages. Over time, she changed her husband to Shao Yunchen and didn't disturb him if there was nothing important.
Lu Yao dials a telephone to go over, throw cigarette into toilet by the way, go out to pick up water to gargle.
She has just smoked a cigarette, and her voice is a bit hoarse. If you don't deal with it, Shao Yunchen will answer her phone and feel that the face on the other end of the phone will certainly become ugly.
"Hello, who is it?"
When a woman answers the phone skillfully, it seems that she answers the phone very quickly.
Seeing Lu Yao there, he asked again, "hello?"
Lu Yao took a long time to get back to her thoughts. When she opened her mouth, her voice was hard to hear. "I'm looking for Shao Yunchen. Is he there?"
"Brother Chen is in a meeting." The woman calls the name casually and naturally, like the party in charge of sovereignty: "please tell me your last name and the customer. I don't think elder brother Chen has saved your number..."
Lu Yao hung up the phone in a hurry before she could speak, shaking her hands. Finally, her mobile phone dropped down and hit it with a dull sound. She hurriedly picked it up.
From the broken screen of her mobile phone, Lu Yao looks at her face. She doesn't know when she has tears. She looks like her family is ruined. How embarrassed she is.
She and Shao Yunchen have been married for three years, three spring, summer, autumn and winter. According to others, even though he is an old husband and wife, he has never saved his own number.
Is it that hard to put her in the address book?
And the woman...
thinking of the phone call three minutes ago, Lu Yao felt cold.
Shao Yunchen's attitude has always been so cold. Lu Yao has no doubt that he may have raised other women outside. However, they have signed a contract. If he is divorced, he must go out of the house.
Lu Yao has always believed him, but today's call, the other party's ambiguous address to Shao Yunchen made her change her mind.
Even, originally her heart that not too obvious slit opened more and more.
Lu Yao doesn't care whether it's Sunday or not, Shao Yunchen will go home.
I left work on time at 5:30 p.m. when I drove by the supermarket, I bought some fresh fruits and vegetables.
She has always been very good at cooking. She learned from her mother. After marriage, she changed her style to cook for Shao Yunchen. However, Shao Yunchen came back once a week according to the contract, and the best dishes at other times were faced by her alone.
For a long time, Lu Yao is too lazy to cook. If Shao Yunchen comes back at the weekend, he will see who is cooking. If he is not there, he will order takeout to solve the problem. Only occasionally, when he is in a good mood, he will cook and play.
The mobile phone in the living room is playing music, and the sound is not small, so Lu Yao, who is busy in the kitchen, naturally doesn't hear the door opening. She fights with the yellow croaker on the chopping board.
"Ah
Lu Yao was accidentally scratched when picking the gills. Lu Yao screamed and drew out her fingers, all covered with blood.
She didn't react. It seemed that someone was approaching behind her. She held her finger and put it under the tap to wash it. His hot palm let Lu Yao miss two beats.
It seems that apart from lips, men are hot everywhere.
"When you buy fish, won't you let others fix it for you?" Shao Yunchen said that after wiping her fingers with a paper towel and sticking a band aid, her movements looked gentle, but her face was still faint.
Lu Yao murmured in a low voice: "if you are in a hurry, you forget...
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