The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

Yu's mother's voice came over the phone: "Zixuan, have you been busy these days?"

Yu Zixuan felt sad for a while and said, "When am I not busy?"

Mother Yu sighed: "Daughter-in-law, is her temper better now? Have you taken good care of you?"

Except for Tang Aini, Yu Zixuan hadn't told anyone about his divorce before, and even the Yu family hadn't notified.

He doesn't want to face the surprises, regrets, and questions of countless people, or even because it affects the interpersonal relationship at work.

He has a lot of things and doesn't have the time to deal with it. The Yu family thought he and Zhao Qingyi had already had a fight at the end of the bed.

Yu Zixuan just snorted, and Yu's mother said: "Being a wife, you can't be stubborn at first, why is it so easy?

Girls in the city are hard to serve, but you can't give up everything. You are also a graduate student and you are no worse than others.

Maybe let her get pregnant and have a baby sooner, and she will take good care of the family. By the way, has she checked, is she pregnant? "

There was a dull pain in Yu Zixuan's heart. If Zhao Qingyi were pregnant now, he would not be burdened with such a great pressure and such a frightening and desperate future.

"Not yet……"

Yu's mother sighed and said, "Hold on, she is so old. By the way, she should be relieved for so long, right?"

Yu Zixuan took a deep breath and said, "Mom, why are you asking so much?"

Yu's mother tongue was also unhappy, and said: "My mother doesn't care about you. I work all my life for the sake of my children."

"Mom, I know. You can't help me with my own affairs, just let me take care of it myself."

Suddenly I heard Yu Ziqian's voice from the phone: "Brother, I want to come to Beijing to work."

Yu Zixuan said, "What are you doing in the capital?"

Yu Ziqian said: "Let my sister-in-law introduce me to a job casually, and I don't choose. She is from Beijing, and her company is so good, so casual introductions are better than I found in my hometown."

Yu Zixuan couldn't help feeling more bored, and said, "You used to talk about people, but now you want to ask them?"

In Yu Ziqian's eyes, it is strange that a woman has not talked about her boyfriend at the age of 35. It is just an ugly woman who can read.

Although Zhao Qingyi is not ugly, but she is still a staid old virgin, six years old, if it were him, it would be almost the same as marrying a six-year-old younger brother.

Yu Ziqian said: "Oh, I know her company is awesome. I will be more polite to her in the future. We are all a family, and everyone is better, isn't it better? I have finished my job, and I won't have to bother you all the time in the future. , Mom is relieved too."

Yu Zixuan took a deep breath and said, "Don't think about it, it's impossible."

Yu Ziqian couldn't help but feel anxious, and handed the phone to Yu's mother and said, "Mom, look at your brother, talk to your brother."

Yu's mother answered the phone and said, "Zixuan, you also help your brother. It's not difficult. He has looked for several jobs here, and it's only two thousand yuan a month."

Yu Zixuan said: "He has just graduated, how much do he want? It's the same everywhere."

Yu's mother said, "Is that woman too powerful? You don't want a home anymore? I don't come to live in your home anymore. If you don't want me, then I didn't say a word.

Now I just ask you to help my brother once, just to introduce a job, and not to let you support him for a lifetime. It's not difficult, right? What are you going to do?

If she refuses, I will kneel in front of her to see if she can afford it! "

Yu Zixuan couldn't help saying: "Mom, you can stop a little bit, OK? Ziqian is my brother, yes, but not her brother!"

"What yours or hers, aren't you from the same family?"

Yu's mother became angry when she heard that the conditions in their family were not so good, but Zixuan's conditions were good, she was still six years younger, and she still had this attitude. When you get married, you are the **** of a pool, and you and me are divided.

Yu Zixuan said, "Mom, you don't have to talk about this. Ziqian has grown up and he will let him take care of his own affairs. I have to go to work and hang up."

When Yu's mother heard him hang up, her heart became even more angry. Yu Ziqian took her hand and begged. Yu's mother called back again, but Yu Zixuan stopped answering the phone. I sent a message, saying that they would not care about this matter.

On the same day, Yu's house was also experiencing low air pressure.

...

Zhao Qingyi lived in school for a week. On Friday, he finally went home once, but as she watched, it seemed that when she went home, it was also a big light bulb for Fang Ping and Lao Li, who were newly married.

Sometimes I have to be urged by Fang Ping to find another one. Although it is not as serious as before, Zhao Qingyi feels that it is better to go home for dinner, but it is better not to stay there.

Think about your own villa, but you can clean it up, remodel it, and live a free life.

She has completed the main quest, the original owner will not let her go, and wants to "play with her", what can be done?

She wants to be a scientist who can work and understand life.

As the former deputy prime minister who led the flower planting industry in her previous life, she would not fail to understand science, but compared with the theory in the original master's mind, the depth is far from enough.

She opened the door and entered the small villa. Seeing that dust had accumulated here, she called two housekeepers.

She herself went into her new house and moved out everything related to marriage and Yu Zixuan.

But looking at the furniture there, especially the sofas, chairs and carpets, it inevitably reminded her of the poisonous scene in which Yu Zixuan was creating hallucinations and he was "working on his own".

Zhao Qingyi coughed and squinted her eyes. I found a company that bought second-hand furniture and dealt with it as soon as possible, but it could only be sold at a low price.

Fortunately, wealthy has become habitually self-willed, and she still doesn't care about the hundreds of thousands of money.

After the housekeeping aunt came, she started cleaning under her instructions, but how soon the staff from the second-hand furniture company will come, and they will repurchase the valuable goods, which have been communicated through the Internet before.

They know that there are good things here, so people come quickly.

I took an appraiser to take a look, and they saw that it was ninety-nine percent of the price, and the price was 100,000. Zhao Qingyi bought it for a total of 500,000.

"Two hundred thousand, or I'll give it away."

The appraiser said: "A hundred thousand is better than giving it away."

"One hundred thousand is for you." Zhao Qingyi smiled slightly. She still has many students who plan to settle in the capital and definitely lack furniture. If there is only one hundred thousand, then she might as well give it to the students.

The appraiser looked at it. Such a new brand of furniture can still sell for about 300,000 yuan, and if lucky, it can sell for 400,000 yuan, so it finally agreed.

Zhao Qingyi could not help but feel much more relieved as they watched them move away the things that were obtrusive to their eyes, and that they had accompanied her for the past five years in the memory of the original owner.

In the afternoon, she looked at the empty villa. She had thrown away all the clothes she had used before, and she couldn't agree with the taste of the original owner.

Caressing her hungry belly, Zhao Qingyi called for a car. She didn't want to drive by herself. She knew the road conditions in Beijing on weekends better than anyone else.

Although the planes are different and the people she sees are different, these things are all the same. In the past, in order to hurry, the dignified wife of the richest man often took the subway.

There is nothing to eat, hot pot, there will be flavor on her body, thinking about it, she hasn't eaten roast duck in a long time, so she went to the most famous restaurant.

One person ordered the single set meal, and things came up in a short while, paying a few mouthfuls of the crispy crust that melted in the mouth, which was the familiar taste at state banquets.

There are very few local people in the shop, and they are all tourists from other places or foreign countries. Zhao Qingyi ate the roast duck rolls and felt that the original owner was indeed a bit lonely. Her contacts were mostly men. How could that kind of people go shopping and eat together.

And people like her, unlike ordinary women, have no interest in fashion, gossip, and family trivia. Where can I find a young woman to talk to her about esoteric chemistry and physics?

But in life, you can't go to those male colleagues, either you have a girlfriend or a wife. What should you do if you treat her as a junior?

Thinking about the life that the original owner can see to the end at a glance, Zhao Qingyi is a little helpless, wanting to change his life, but the national project cannot be thrown away.

When I was full before eating, I asked the waiter to make a package.

She found a shared bicycle, rode it near the subway station, and then went to the furniture market.

When choosing a bed, choosing between minimalism, Nordic warmth, European luxury, new Chinese style, Japanese style, girlish style, etc., is not very satisfactory.

Finally, I saw a set of post-modern style, breaking the traditional design, round big bed, and it can be raised and lowered, and the computer bed can be pulled out from the bottom.

Then, other furniture also picked post-modern styles, and let them be delivered to her home tomorrow.

She rode a shared bicycle towards her home. The area was full of villas and the scenery was very quiet.

Several sports cars whizzed away one after another. In the cars, young men and women shouted crazy, it seemed that some second-generation players were crazy.

Zhao Qingyi has gone through several lives, especially with the memory of the second life, would these people be so crazy?

The people who live here are wealthy, and the second generation of elites are still elites, but there are also a lot of wealthy young people who use drugs and whoring.

Suddenly, I saw a scrapped car parked on the side of the road, and it was knocked into a deformed shape.

Of course, there will be no cases where the telephone signal cannot be disabled, but a man who has struggled out of the car has blood on his face and hands.

Zhao Qingyi hurriedly stopped the car to see if the car was worth four million or so, so she shouldn't be a cyclist.

"Little brother, are you okay? Is this...have you hit 120?"

Seeing that she took out her cell phone, the man said two words: "I've called."

The blood on the man's arm has already accumulated a small pool of blood on the ground, isn't it going to the blood vessels?

Zhao Qingyi thought for a while and took a look in the bag, took a cowhide tendon from the space, helped him and said, "Sit down!"

The man's face was bloody, looking at her, his voice was hoarse from the pain: "Who are you?"

"Passerby." Zhao Qingyi used to tie his **** arm to his head. She looked at the wound on her wrist. It was a glass stab wound. It should be the violent impact that glass shards flew towards him. Instinctively reached out to block.

Zhao Qingyi frowned: "Who asked you to pull it out? This is a broken blood vessel. Are you trying to die soon?"

Zhao Qingyi stretched out his hand and tapped on his chest and abdomen to ask about the situation, to see if he had internal bleeding or fractures. Fortunately, he did not.

The man took a deep breath, but was speechless, she took out a bottle of water and a packet of sugar from the "bag".

He opened the water bottle, poured some sugar down, shook it vigorously, and fed it to his mouth. The man understood the truth and drank it without pretense.

"thanks!"

Zhao Qingyi said: "Don't be afraid, it only takes about 20 minutes to come to the nearest hospital."

At this time, some people and vehicles stopped and watched, but I asked if I had already hit 120, so I didn't mean to participate in the peace.

"good."

"Have you called the police?"

"No."

Zhao Qingyi took out his mobile phone and called the police to see if there was surveillance nearby. He should be able to catch the vehicle that caused the accident soon, and finally heard the sound of an ambulance.

After handing over the situation with the doctor who arrived, she was relieved when she saw the person being put into an ambulance. The nearest policeman also rushed over and asked her about the situation.

It was already dark when Zhao Qingyi returned home.

After dinner, although there was no bed and furniture, she went to the space to make do for the night.

If it were normal, since she wore it, she wouldn't leave the world to go to space.