The huge bedroom has a princess-like aristocratic decoration and layout.
When she chose this room, Ye Minglang laughed at her for being vain and vulgar.
At that time, she still had a little bit of temper and stubbornness left, and she asked with a pinched neck: "I want to be resplendent, red and green are tacky.
How can this European aristocratic style be tacky?"
Ye Minglang raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically: "Who told you that if you dress elegantly, dress luxuriously, and live in a big castle, you are a noble?"
The contempt in his eyes was something she would never forget in her life.
"A pig is a pig, and a sparrow is a sparrow.
What makes you soar into the sky is nine points of skill and luck.
Do you have it?"
At the foot of the bed, Zhu Changle closed his eyes, not wanting to continue to remember.
In the past three years, she had worn away all her temper and dignity, becoming a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy, relying on Ye's family and Ye Minglang's side.
Ye Minglang looked down on her, and the employees of Ye's company talked about her behind her back, saying that she was thicker-skinned than the city wall.
Even the client who had a pleasant conversation with her turned around and entertained her with his subordinates, saying that women at the bottom were contemptuous and despicable.
There was no woman like Mr.
Ye, but she just refused to leave.
Everyone despised her.
Sometimes, she also despises herself.
It was obvious that the girl wanted to force her to save face, why did she come to this point?
Zhu Changle twitched the corner of his mouth and looked up at the blurry moonlight outside.
It’s so beautiful.
The moon in foreign countries is rounder.
Who says it’s not true?
After all the hard work, I climbed up and walked out.
I just like the scenery I see in front of me.
There is nothing wrong with this.
Zhu Changle is tough, otherwise he wouldn't have survived for so long.
The Ye family has a big business.
If she didn't have some real skills, Ye Minglang wouldn't be able to keep her by his side for so long.
But what's the point of all this.
The woman at the banquet was not dressed in a flashy dress.
Zhu Changle could tell at a glance that the woman was wearing a style from a certain big brand a few years ago, but it was just classic that did not go out of style easily.
Classic, eye-catching, and ladylike.
Zhu Changle smiled bitterly, she understood, this was the gap.
No matter how hard she tries, she can't change her background or the way of thinking she has developed since she was a child.
No matter how many fashion magazines you read, no matter how much etiquette you learn, you can go to dance to cultivate your temperament, or you can learn difficult-to-speak foreign languages.
No matter what he does, Zhu Changle is still the same Zhu Changle.
Ye Minglang didn't see her.
How sad.
Zhu Changle's tears flowed out.
She wanted to wipe them away, but she wanted to shed them again.
How could she pretend to be strong on her own?
Cry, cry as hard as you can.
以后要是再听人说爱一个人爱到尘埃里，却又开出花来，她一定要狠揍一顿。
Dust is dust.
Once you lower your stance at the beginning, you will never be able to get higher.
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The night was so quiet. domestic.
At the engagement party, I secretly told Bai Ming'an that I seemed to have seen Zhu Changle.
Bai Mingan raised his eyebrows and said that he would ask people to pay attention to the guests.
As a result, no one was seen until the banquet was over.
When Mingzhu, who was very drunk at my engagement party, heard that I was looking for Zhu Changle, she couldn't help but hiccup and rolled her eyes at me.
"Are you dazzled?
Zhu Changle is far away in Europe.
Besides, she doesn't even know that you are engaged today."
My heart skipped a beat: "Why did I obviously send her an invitation?"
Mingzhu muttered: "The invitation was hidden by that boy Mingming."
"What a brat" I was so furious that I held up the hem of my dress and strode towards the man who was talking to a beautiful woman not far away.
"Ye Minglang" I shouted and took off my high heels.
Ye Minglang turned around and I flicked my left hand.
The shoes flew out, "Who allowed you to hide my invitation and suffer death?"
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