My Boyfriend

high-class intellectuals who pay attention to style. There are often handsome and handsome stars and women coming in and out. The waiter looked familiar, but when Manh Van walked in wearing an off

f opening a noodle shop. The atmosphere was a bit stiff. Lawyer Ngo looked at Manh Van's face, which was not inferior to any beautiful star's face, and decided to put aside the noodle shop matter first. When the two of them went back and forth for a while, he thought of a way to persuade Manh Van to open another restaurant. Actually, he had also seen photos of her noodle shop. The decoration was ancient and the scenery was elegant, but the two words "Noodles" symbolized the ordinary, he couldn't stand the ordinary! According to the plan, before the end of the meal, lawyer Ngo offered two tickets to see a violin performance and invited Manh Van to go with him. Manh Van smiled and agreed, then quietly pressed call. So when the two of them arrived at the parking garage, Manh Van immediately received a phone call from the noodle shop, saying there was something she needed to take care of. "I'm sorry, I definitely have to go, I can't go to the concert with you tonight." Manh Van shook the phone and smiled helplessly. Lawyer Ngo expressed sympathy: "Shall I take you away?" Manh Van shook his head, pointed to a BMW parked nearby and said: "I drove there." Lawyer Ngo saw her sit in the BMW. Manh Van tightened his seat belt, waved to the man in a suit outside the car, and drove away without looking back. Men these days are in charge of heaven and earth. Manh Van would rather become an unmarriageable aunt in her mother's mouth than find a shackle for herself. ~ It was past eight o'clock, the noodle shop was busy, Manh Van didn't pass by, he went straight to the Huong Chuong subdivision. Compared to the expensive newly built buildings around, Huong Chuong sub-area has been built for many years, but Manh Van grew up here, close to Z University, ten minutes away by road, so his parents They all moved to a new house, Manh Van still stayed here. As the car approached, Manh Van glanced at the bright lights in her house and suddenly felt a headache. After stopping the car, Manh Van carried her bag into the elevator. The elevator stopped at the sixteenth floor and Manh Van mechanically walked out. As soon as she opened the door, Manh's mother came running from the living room, her face full of trigrams asking: "How's it going, are you handsome enough today?" Manh Van changed his slippers and pouted: "What's the point of being handsome? People hate you for opening a noodle shop without class." After listening, Manh's mother glared at her daughter and said: "I told you long ago to do something else, there's no need to learn from your grandfather." Manh Van glared back at her mother: "Last year I earned money, who praised me for my talent? Who else often comes over there to eat without paying? Manh's mother immediately felt guilty, her daughter's noodle shop was beautifully decorated, the two noodle makers were both young and handsome, most of the customers were students from University Z, there was no shortage of fresh meat, she and a few others. All my friends like to go there to eat. Wechat rang ding ding, Manh's mother went to look at her phone first, and after looking at it, she was happy: "Little Ngo's aunt said, little Ngo likes you very much, and is willing to continue to develop."Manh Van sat in the lounge chair, hugged a plate of fruit and grapes, and said vaguely: "Okay, I'm not suitable for him. He likes it but I'm not interested." She is lazy and used to it. Being with a man who likes to talk about style, either the other person gives in to her, or she complies with the other person, both are tiring and meaningless. Manh's mother advised her daughter that the whole night was useless. The next morning, she did not bother to make breakfast for her daughter, so she left panting. The noodle shop opened at ten o'clock in the morning, Manh Van slept until eight o'clock, lay in bed and called for delivery, then Manh Van got up from bed to take a shower. Today the delivery arrived early. As soon as Manh Van came out of the bathroom, he received a phone call from the delivery man. Manh Van quickly put on a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, then ignored his still wet hair and opened the door. Opening the door, discovering that there was no one, Manh Van guessed that the delivery man must be in the elevator, so he simply stood at the door to wait. The elevator went