My Beautiful President

Zywane had been eating green vegetables in the mountains every day for the past week. Unfortunately, he lacked oil and salt, and there were no meat slices in sight.

"Alright." He Ying laughed on the phone: "You got a backer in the mountains, didn't you?"

"Bullsh * t."

Somehow, hearing He Ying's smile, Zywane felt a sense of relief.

Zywane looked at the tiny house. Although it was small, it was safe and sheltered from wind and cold. It was comforting to have a place like this in a city of a million people.

He Ying arrived shortly with a lunchbox.

In just a few days, He Ying had lost a lot of weight.

Seeing Zywane, He Ying was very happy. She quickly opened the lunchbox: "Here, it's all meat. There's even fish.

For the past few days, Zywane had been extremely greedy, so he did not hold back as he started to eat.

"Your lust is so strong." He Ying sat on the side of the bed, looking at Zywane's hungry appearance, she said slowly.

Zywane was stunned, he grinned and said, "Why would I hear the meaning behind your words?"

He Ying looked at Zywane warmly and smiled. She did not say a word, she looked very tired.

Zywane said to He Ying: "Your spirit is very weak and tired, go to bed and lie on the back of the bed for a while."

He Ying also had the same intention and did as she was told.

After Zywane finished his food, He Ying got off the bed to clean up Zywane's leftovers. She poured a cup of hot water for him and went back to bed.

Zywane sat in front of the window and looked at He Ying's face and eyes, "What's going on? "Poor rest, poor sleep, and dark circles around her eyes. She's an old lady now."

He Ying forced a smile, took Zywane's hand and caressed it: "Nothing, just resting is not good."

"Has he gotten into an argument with the high total again?"

He Ying nodded.

"It's getting out of hand?"

He Ying nodded again.

Zywane sighed, "I say, you old couple, why are you still making a ruckus? We already have children. Just live a good life and stop tormenting yourself."

He Ying laughed bitterly: "Who doesn't want to live a good life. Do you think I don't want to suffer, but — — Sigh!"

Zywane looked at He Ying's powerless and helpless appearance, and suddenly felt upset in her heart. This woman's life might have always been blissful and smooth, but ever since he appeared, her life had started to become unstable, and he should have been the cause of all this.

"I'm sorry, it's all because of me, I know," Zywane shook He Ying's hand and said apologetically. "My appearance was a mistake, I am a person who should not appear here.

He Ying looked at Zywane, her lips pursed: "This actually has nothing to do with you, you don't need to worry about it …"

"You don't have to comfort me," Zywane interrupted He Ying. "I know very well that ever since I appeared, everything has changed. I am the one who caused all of this."

He Ying looked at Zywane silently, she did not say anything for a long time, then sighed: "Actually, you overestimated yourself, truly, you overestimated your capabilities, I am at odds with you, not because of an incident, not because of a person, but because of the accumulation of problems and conflicts, if you were to say that it was because of you, at most, you acted as a fuse, or rather, you threw a match into a barrel of gunpowder that was filled with explosives."

Zywane stared at He Ying, not knowing what to say.

He Ying: "Actually, people are fate. A person's happiness or happiness, pain or sadness, these are all fated fate. They cannot be blamed on others, they are born with this kind of fate."

Zywane stared straight at He Ying, "Personality determines fate."

"You're right," He Ying nodded at Zywane, then slowly said: "Personality determines fate, the reason I came to this step today is all because of my personality, it is because of my fate. In the eyes of outsiders, having a car, a house, a company, a face, youth, and a goal, how happy I am, how enviable I am, how wonderful I am, how happy my life is, how happy my marriage is, how bitter my heart is, only I can't tell others, they won't believe it if I tell them."

"You're upset, aren't you?"

"Yes, very, very depressing, but I never speak of it to anyone. I've always been depressed in my heart, letting myself slowly taste and digest it."

Zywane patted on the back of He Ying's hand gently, "Speak out your heart, if you have something on your mind, then learn to talk. Don't be depressed in your heart, after a while, your mind will become even more depressed."

He Ying shook her head: "I cannot pour out my heart, I have no one to pour out my heart, Old Gao will not listen to me, and I am also not willing to pour out my heart. For the past few years, there has always been a knot condensed in my heart, and I have no way of speaking to anyone. I know that all of my unhappiness came from this inner demon. "

Zywane looked at He Ying's painful expression, his heart was suddenly filled with love and pity. He placed his hand on He Ying's face and gently caressed it, saying: "Can you tell me about it? Maybe I can help you come up with an idea. "

He Ying smiled gratefully, then shook her head. "Thank you, but you are still young, you don't understand these things."

"Bullsh * t," Zywane glared at He Ying: "You are only two or three years older than me. Why are you pretending to be old in front of me?

On one hand, Zywane said those words out of concern for He Ying, so he wanted to comfort her. On the other hand, Zywane felt that He Ying's mental demon might be related to the mysterious Former Lady Boss, which caught his interest. Hence, he urged He Ying to speak his mind.

He Ying looked at Zywane in a daze, her expression was very focused, but also had some hesitation, as if she was considering whether to talk about this matter with Zywane.

"What is it? Don't believe me? Treat me as an outsider and not willing to speak the truth with me. If you don't want to say it, then forget it. " Zywane pretended to be unhappy with Zhang Wei's provocation.

This worked, He Ying finally made up her mind, she leaned into the bed and pulled at Zhang Wei's hand: "You don't have to provoke me, how could I treat you as an outsider? You should understand my feelings, alright, come up, we can sit together, I'll tell you everything from the beginning."

He Ying was finally going to lecture, and Zywane was a bit excited, He Ying's explanation would very likely resolve some of the questions in her mind, and more importantly, it might unveil the mysterious veil of the Former Lady Boss.

Zywane sat on the headboard of the bed beside He Ying.

He Ying shrunk her body down and laid in Zywane's embrace, pressing her head against Zywane's chest.

This position made He Ying feel very comfortable, and Zywane did not refuse.

Then, with a deep, calm tone that carried a sense of reminiscence and confusion, He Ying began her difficult narration …

"Actually, I am a kind-hearted person. Otherwise, I would not have such a heart attack, or at least, I would have a bit of conscience. You were right when you said that personality determines fate. My personality determines everything that I've done today, as well as my unhappiness. My unhappiness originates from my marriage, and my marriage is closely related to a person who, in turn, has a deep connection with me and cannot be erased from my life and growth. "

Zywane's heart skipped a beat, "Who is this person?"

"Zhang Xiaobo."

Zywane's heart calmed down, he was a little excited as he finally talked about her, this legendary Former Lady Boss.

Zywane was unwilling to let He Ying know that he knew Zhang Xiaobo's name, so he pretended to sound suspicious: "What is Zhang Xiaobo doing? Is it a man or a woman? "

He Ying raised her head and looked at Zhang Wei: "You really don't know about this? Did Mr. Guo ever talk to you? No one else in the company has mentioned it to you? "

"I don't know. I've told you before, Mr. Guo never talks about other people's affairs in front of me. I don't know anyone else in the company, and nobody talks about this to me."

He Ying nodded her head: "That makes sense. Zhang Xiaobo is a woman, and he's also my partner that I grew up with. He's also my classmate, colleague, from primary school to middle school, to junior high school, to work together with me all the way. He's even the founder of Zhongtian Tourism, the first chairman of Zhongtian Tourism, the strongest ex-wife, the boss' wife. "

Zywane's heart started to churn like a flowing river. He couldn't help but stroke He Ying's shoulders lightly: "Continue speaking, slowly speak."

"When I talk about Zhang Xiaobo, I start from when I was young. Zhang Xiaobo's father was frail and sick, his mother did not work, and he had three children. The family economy was always difficult, my family was the village family, my father worked in the town, and I was an only child, so the conditions were naturally much better than hers. Zhang Xiaobo and I were born in the same year, and she was older than me by three months.He was in the same class from primary school to junior high school, and Zhang Xiaobo had always been the class monitor, whereas I had always been a student of the same class. Furthermore, Zhang Xiaobo had always been the top student in the class. Zhang Xiaobo has been very good to me, and has often helped me in my studies. On the surface, I also seem very friendly to her, but in my heart, there was often a strange feeling of jealousy and imbalance. However, her family's finances were in a mess. In order to take care of his brother and sister, and solve her family's problems through early employment, she gave up the chance to go to high school, and insisted on going to the city's tourism secondary school. Coincidentally, I was also tired of studying, so I applied for the same school, and was accepted into the same class as Zhang Xiaobo. She was still the class monitor, and I was still a commissary. As we grew older, we both developed very quickly, and as we landed more and more beautifully, we became the school's two beauties, which made us the focus of many boys' attention. However, in everyone's eyes, when we are talking about the two of us, the first one to bring up Zhang Xiaobo, and then He Ying, I am still below her. At the same time as I was enveloped in the aura of vanity, my heart felt lost and out of balance from time to time. "

Following He Ying's narration, a beautiful girl who stood up strongly in the midst of suffering appeared in Zywane's mind. This girl's eyes were filled with childishness and determination, as well as a faint melancholy and profoundness.