Chapter 50: What is fate

Luo Hanshang lifted the goblet and was silent for a moment before saying, "There is nothing left to leave. First love and marriage shouldn't be confused."
Lin Chengwen looked at him: "So, are you serious about this marriage?"
The corner of his lips pulled out a curve: "I don't plan to change another person in the middle, I will spend my life with her."
Lin Chengwen shook his head: "All my life... it feels so long. You have spent your entire life on that woman, but do you love her?"
Luo Hanshang laughed: "Whoever loves or not? Isn't marriage like this? No matter how good the relationship is, won't it become family affection after a long time after marriage? Ning Jiang is still smart and gets along with her Time, it makes me very comfortable, I think, this is enough."
Xiao Jingnian raised his eyebrows slightly, and Han Shang probably didn't realize what it means for a man to be comfortable with a woman.
"Han Shang, if you don't watch the video or the photos, do you still remember your heart-warming look?"
Luo Hanshang looked at Xiao Jingnian: "Do you think I will forget?"
He nodded: "Yes."
Luo Han Shang smiled speechlessly: "No."
"At first, we were very sure that the person we loved at the time was right. However, after we have separated for a long time, we will slowly discover that this is the case with love. People who truly love will not separate."
Lin Chengwen shook his head: "Jingnian, Han Shang and Qinxin didn't separate because they didn't have feelings."
"What is destiny?" Xiao Jingnian said calmly: "If Qin Xin is really the right person, they have known each other since childhood and should have been together. But after so many experiences together, they still failed to come together. Don’t you think it’s because the destined person has not yet appeared?"
Lin Chengwen understood what Xiao Jingnian meant, he was persuading Luo Hanshang to cherish the people in front of him.
Xiao Jingnian said again: "Cold business, in fact, it is not so difficult to forget a wrong person or fall in love with a right person, as long as you are willing to let go and love."
Luo Han Shang did not say anything, but he thought a lot in his heart.
He was sure that he could remember the look of his heart, how could he have forgotten it?
But... he rarely thinks of Qinxin recently, which is true.
At the door, Ning Jiang picked up the phone, and Mo Lan's roar came from the other end: "Ning Jiang, you are crazy, you dare to expose my affairs with Xu Chaoran."
Ning Jiang leaned against the wall and wickedly curled his lips: "This is how you forced my mother to target me, Mo Lan, stop struggling. Now, it's not that I refuse to let Luo Hanshang go, it's him. Unwilling to let me go, so no matter what you do, it is impossible to get Luo Han Shang. Admit it, you are a loser."
Mo Lan was about to be blown up, she gritted her teeth and said: "Luo Han Shang will never love you, do you know why?"
"I do not want to know."
"Because he already had someone in his heart."
This is not the first time Ning Jiang heard this. Luo Nanyi had said before that Luo Hanshang would not fall in love with her, and even Mo Lan knew about this.
But... Anyway, she shrugged: "As long as the person in his heart is not you, it doesn't matter to me."
"You really don't plan to care about your mother, do you?"
Thinking of her mother’s hurt to herself this morning, her eyes were cold:
She betrayed me for you, so that’s your mother, not mine. Don’t want to use her to control me, me, Ning Jiang, It's no longer the weak little girl I used to be. How far do you Mo family give me?
After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone.
Ning Jiang stood at the door for more than ten minutes. After calming down, he turned back to the private room.
The three men happened to talk about it, and then left after leaving.
On the way home, Luo Hanshang asked, "Why is Mo Lan calling you for?"
"How do you know it was her who hit it."
He raised his eyebrows: "I saw the caller ID."
"Your eyes are really sharp."
"cheap?"
"Sharply pointed," she said speechlessly: "Chinese characters are broad and profound, and it's not all good, right."
Luo Hanshang coldly snorted, "What did she tell you?"
Ning Jiangnu mouthed, looked at him sideways, and smiled: "She persuaded my mother to betray me, so I asked someone to announce what happened to her and my ex-boyfriend, one report for one, so as to get even."
Luo Han Shang did not expect that she even knew how to fight back.
"Mo Lan is indeed a bit arrogant, but your mother is also responsible for this matter," he said calmly: "It's very unreasonable to beat your own daughter for the sake of someone else's daughter."
Hearing what he said, Ning Jiang looked at him in surprise: "You sent someone to watch me?"
"The place where you were beaten today is my site. Do you think I still need to monitor you?"
Ning Jiang sat upright and said nothing.
Luo Hanshang hugged him and said, "If I don't mention that your mother hit you, do you have no intention of telling me at all."
"Whose child is beaten by his own mother, will he go to sue others?" She said a little softly.
"I am no one else."
She smiled sarcastically in her heart, of course he was.
Luo Han said, "If something similar happens in the future, tell me that I will not directly target your mother, but I can help you clean up Mo's house."
Looking at him, Ning Jiang felt a bit of warmth spreading in his heart.
Ye Mingmei is very reliable, and within a few hours, Mo Lan has changed from a poor abandoned person to a wicked little third person.
Mo Lan's people were confused, and Ning Jiang was very relieved.
She dialed Ye Mingmei's phone, "Mingmei, it was really hard for you today, you are so handsome, you did me a big favor."
"Well, everyone, um, all friends, be polite to me, I'm going to be angry..."
Hearing her intermittent voice, Ning Jiang narrowed his eyebrows, how could this voice be so... ambiguous.
"What are you doing."
"Exercise." Ye Mingmei gasped.
"There are others around you?"
"No, I'm just walking on the treadmill by myself."
Ning Jiang breathed a sigh of relief: "Then can you stop making such a screaming sound, it scares me to death, thinking you have a boyfriend."
"Fuck you, what do you think."
Ning Jiang laughed: "Tell me how you did it."
"From the school forum, I found an old post about school flowers being greened by my step sister four years ago, and then reposted this post to my Weibo, and reposted it on my Weibo, and it was like this The effect of this."
She learned to smile with a bright tone: "You can't be too good."
"Eldest sister, except for you, everyone who is a normal person these years will not repost a Weibo, but you are going to talk about when do you plan to open Weibo and WeChat? What age is this, I will contact you only Can you make a phone call? Don’t be too old-fashioned."
Ning Jiang chuckled softly. When Ming Mei complained, she seemed to be talking about stand-up comedy.
"Don't laugh, I'm serious."
"Okay, okay, can't I just activate it now."
"It's pretty much the same, it's not wasted that I read the sutras for so many years like Tang Seng before you."
"Well, Master Tang, you have worked hard."
"Go back and invite me to dinner."
"necessary."
After hanging up the phone, Ning Jiang started downloading WeChat.
Luo Hanshang came out of the shower and saw her lying on the bed, staring at the phone. He leaned over and asked, "What are you doing?"
Ning Jiang looked at him: "Zhuo Yijun, do you have WeChat?"
"Yes, but no, what's wrong."
"I just opened it, add you," she sat up, "let you be my first friend on WeChat."
the first? It sounds good.
He said: "Search my phone number yourself."
Ning Jiang found his WeChat profile picture, which was a cactus.
She snickered, which fits his personality very well.
She added him, noted him'Zhuo Yijun', and then patted the position beside her: "Zhuo Yijun, come and sit with me and practice hand training with me. I use it for the first time."
Luo Hanshang stared at her, unhappy: "This is my treatment as a first friend?"
She thought he was angry: "If you are busy, I can find someone else."
Luo Hanshang directly sat down, picked up the phone, and opened WeChat, which he never used except for work needs.
She never wanted to talk to other men.
He said with a cold face: "Let's start."
In front of his face, Ning Jiang sent him a voice: "Have you eaten dinner."
Luo Hanshang was a little annoyed: "Don't you know whether I have eaten or not? I refuse to answer such questions."
Ning Jiang chuckled, he was proud: "Isn't this just a casual chat? Then I'll change the question."
She held down the voice: "How much did it cost to eat tonight."
Luo Han Shang had a black line on his face, "Not much."
She still spoke to the voice: "Not much is much."
"Tens of thousands."
She looked at him depressed: "Can't you talk to me by voice, you are too unqualified for the training partner."
Luo Hanshang threw the phone on the bed, "I can hear what you are talking, and what are you answering to the voice? Do you think this is a play house."
Ning Jiang thought for a while, yes, she just got out of bed: "Then you stay here, I will go to the next room, you have to give me a voice back."
She put on her slippers and ran out.
Luo Han Shang was speechless, shook his head and smiled: "Idiot."
Soon, a WeChat message came from his mobile phone.
Thinking that it must still be something boring, he opened it casually.
Just listen to her: "Ask a mad question, Zhuo Yijun, how old was your first love?"
Luo Hanshang stared at the phone, hesitated for a moment, and did not answer.
Ning Jiang waited for a while, and saw that he hadn't responded yet, and then said: "Is it because there are too many women with whom you can't remember? Then we skipped this question. What is your favorite sport?"
Her voice was sent, and Luo Hanshang's voice was also replied. Only for a second, she clicked on, Luo Hanshang said: "19."
Ning Jiang chuckled, feeling that she was playing Truth or Dare, and she sent him another one: "What is the reason for breaking up?"
She guessed that it must be because his character is too shabby.