This is a good book. The bitchy, cowardly and fun-loving female Tang Monk takes Wukong, Nezha and Erlang Shen to the west to learn Buddhist scriptures. She deceives her wherever she goes and kills those who are weak. In short, the treasures cannot be missing, the wealth must not be forgotten, and the pretense cannot stop!
Highly recommended books, every one is really worth reading, especially the first one, the hero in the apocalypse, the betrayed girlfriend, and the super sweet painted girl.
"You are like a bright star, shining with a unique light in the vastness of the universe. Your figure is light and graceful, as if you can control the interstellar breeze. Your face is exquisite, like a work of art carefully carved by the creator. Every line is perfect, and people can't help but be fascinated by it."
🔥 Hilarious farming + system flow! "I Open a Supermarket in Datang" is a blast in Chang'an City! ] 💥Modern social animal Lin Shen woke up with a small supermarket outfit! Cross! Got it! It's also bound to a [god-level supermarket system] – you can take it from any department store, you can get martial arts secrets as gifts, you can even draw potatoes and sweet potatoes in a lottery? Now Datang is going to explode! 🛒Play bad history in the system mallUnlock the toothbrush → Unlimited redemption for free! From then on, the people of Chang'an went crazy with brushing their teeth; unlocked the gunpowder formula → Cheng Yaojin came to pay his respects with an ax overnight; unlocked pepper seeds → Li Bai wrote poems while eating hot pot... System: Dear, do you want to try the lottery? The next trend may be "hybrid rice"~ 💰[From a corner shop to the richest man in the Tang Dynasty] While others are still selling Hu cakes, Lin Shen's supermarket has launched "glazed mirror blind box", "self-heating Tang suit" and "Erguotou limited edition"... After Li Shimin paid a private visit incognito: "Ai Qing, this supermarket... Can I become a shareholder?" 😂[Warning of famous scenes that make me laugh] • Fang Xuanling secretly buys quick-acting Jiuxin Pills • Empress Changsun becomes a supermarket VIP • Turkic Khan launches a war to grab instant noodles... 🌟Easy and hilarious + historical magic modification + system cool text, see how a modern small boss trades a bottle of Coke for the title of Marquis! Click to enjoy the "Double Eleven Carnival during the Zhenguan Years" 👇 # Tang Dynasty Travel # System Stream # Historical Farming
Okay, I will create this story about marital crisis and falling in love again as you requested. This is a story about misunderstanding and truth, self-esteem and love. I will first sort out some basic plot framework. Please check if the following content meets your expectations. If you have other ideas, feel free to suggest them and I'll adjust them. Story summary · Marital crisis: The marriage between Shen Wanci and Bo Jingzhou was in crisis due to misunderstandings and poor communication. Shen Wanci filed for divorce and used hurtful words to irritate her husband, but she was actually suffering from inner pain. · Fatal misunderstanding: Bo Jingzhou was misunderstood by his wife as a "functional problem" due to long-term work pressure and physical discomfort, which became the last straw for the marriage. · Hiding the truth: Bo Jingzhou has actually been quietly paving the way for his wife's career, including secretly acquiring the museum where she works, but he is unwilling to explain because of pride. · Self-esteem duel: Two proud people are unwilling to bow their heads and explain the truth. Shen Wanci uses harsh words to cover up his injured self-esteem, while Bo Jingzhou uses indifference to cover up his inner pain. · Twist of fate: When Shen Wanci encountered a crisis in the workplace, Bo Jingzhou stepped forward to protect her, and the two were forced to re-examine their marriage, which was on the verge of collapse. This writing section mainly describes the key scenes where Shen Wanci and Bo Jingzhou fell into a marital crisis due to misunderstandings, and when Shen Wanci encountered difficulties in the workplace, Bo Jingzhou unexpectedly appeared to protect her. The story shows the deep affection and misunderstandings hidden beneath the superficial tit-for-tat confrontation between the two. --- Shen Wanci's words were like a sharp knife, piercing straight into Bo Jingzhou's heart. She looked at his face and instantly turned livid, and her eyes that were always calm and composed finally made waves. "Shen Wanci," Bo Jingzhou's voice was horribly deep, "do you know what you are talking about?" "Of course you do," Shen Wanci raised her chin and forced herself to look directly into his eyes, "You have been married only a handful of times for three years. When you finally came back, you fell asleep. Bo Jingzhou, I am not a decoration you keep at home." Bo Jingzhou's frown deepened. He took a step forward, his tall figure shrouding her in shadow, "So this is the reason why you filed for divorce? Because you think I'm not functioning well?" Shen Wanci felt suffocated, but she couldn't back down. She had to let him feel the heartache, just like she had done every night for three years when she was alone in the double bed. "What else?" She chuckled, "Is it because I fell in love with you? Mr. Bo, when we got married, we each got what we needed. Now that our needs are not met, it's time to end." Bo Jingzhou's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he grabbed her wrist with such force that it hurt, "Shen Wanci, don't play with fire." "Why, Mr. Bo still wants to prove yourself?" She looked at him provocatively, "Unfortunately, I'm not interested in second-hand goods." These words finally broke through Bo Jingzhou's defense. He let go of her hand and took a step back. The expression on his face returned to its former indifference, "I'll see you at the Civil Affairs Bureau at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. I hope you won't be late." After saying that, he turned and left, his back as straight as a pine tree, as if the conversation just now had no impact on him. But Shen Wanci saw it - the moment he turned around, his right hand trembled slightly. The door was slammed shut, and Shen Wanci finally couldn't hold it any longer and fell down on the sofa. She buried her face in her hands, tears falling silently. She didn't really want a divorce, she was just... Too tired. Tired of guessing why he didn't come home every night, tired of seeing him chatting and laughing with other women in social situations but turning a blind eye to her, tired of guarding this marriage that existed in name only. The cell phone rang suddenly, interrupting her thoughts. It's Chen Ming, the museum director. "Wanci, can you come to the museum tomorrow morning? An important investor suddenly asked to see you, saying that he is very interested in the Song Dynasty porcelain exhibition that you are responsible for." Shen Wanci wiped his tears and tried to sound normal, "Okay, Director Chen. But I have some personal matters tomorrow morning..." "I know this is sudden," Chen Ming's tone was firm and could not be refused, "but this investor is very important and is related to our museum's funds for the next quarter. The exhibition you are responsible for is the exhibition he named to see." Shen Wanci bit her lip. Divorce proceedings can be postponed, but job opportunities are rare. "I understand, I will be there on time tomorrow morning." After hanging up the phone, she stared out the window at the night in a daze. Tomorrow was supposed to be the day she ended her marriage, but now she had to deal with some investors first. Maybe it was God's will to give her a chance to reconsider. But what would Bo Jingzhou think? Would he think she was letting him off on purpose? Thinking of this, Shen Wanci smiled bitterly. He probably didn't care at all, after all, he had never cared about her feelings in the past three years. The next morning, Shen Wanci got up early and dressed up carefully. She chose a decent navy blue business suit and pulled her long hair into an elegant bun. Even if her heart breaks into millions of pieces, she still has to remain decent. In the museum, Director Chen was already waiting at the door, looking nervous. "Wanci, you're finally here. The investor representatives have arrived and are waiting for you in the conference room." "Which company is he representing?" Shen Wanci quickly followed Director Chen while sorting out the exhibition materials in his hands. Director Chen smiled mysteriously and said, "You'll know when you get there." Pushing open the door of the conference room, Shen Wanci's footsteps suddenly stopped. The man sitting at the head of the conference table raised his head when he heard the sound, and his eyes as deep as ink looked straight into the bottom of her heart - Bo Jingzhou. He was wearing a perfectly tailored black suit today, and the tie was a birthday present she gave him last year. Shen Wanci's heart skipped a beat, and then started beating violently again. Why is he here? Is it to prevent her from breaking the promise of divorce? "Miss Shen," Bo Jingzhou's voice was calm and distant, as if they were just strangers meeting for the first time, "I have known you for a long time." Director Chen introduced enthusiastically: "Wanci, this is Mr. Bo from the Bo Group. He is very interested in the Song Dynasty porcelain exhibition in our museum and took the time to come and visit." Shen Wanci forced out a professional smile and said, "Hello Mr. Bo." She deliberately ignored the complex emotions flashing in his eyes. For the next half hour, Shen Wanci mechanically explained the exhibition's planning concept and exhibit features. Bo Jingzhou occasionally asked questions, which were professional and sharp, showing that he did have a considerable understanding of porcelain. This surprised Shen Wanci. After three years of marriage, she had never discovered that her husband was interested in antiques. "... This child's pillow made of white porcelain from the Ding kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty is the treasure of our exhibition," Shen Wanci said, pointing to a piece of exquisite porcelain. "It embodies the pinnacle of porcelain craftsmanship in the Song Dynasty..." "It is indeed exquisite," Bo Jingzhou suddenly interrupted her with a meaningful look, "but I am more interested in Miss Shen's views on 'repair'. Can a damaged porcelain be restored to its original value after careful repair?" Shen Wanci felt a sting. Is he a metaphor for their marriage? "It depends on the degree of damage and the skill of the restorer," she looked directly into his eyes with a firm voice, "some scars are too deep, and even if the surface is repaired, the internal cracks will still exist. The value of such porcelain will be greatly reduced." A trace of haze flashed in Bo Jingzhou's eyes, but he soon regained his composure. "Interesting point of view. But I think that some porcelain has unique charm and stories just because it has been broken and repaired." Director Chen listened at a loss, but was keenly aware of the unusual atmosphere between the two. He cleared his throat, "Mr. Bo, if you are interested, can we go to the office to discuss the details of cooperation?" Bo Jingzhou's eyes were still locked on Shen Wanci's face, "No need. I am very satisfied with today's visit. Miss Shen's professionalism is impressive." He paused, "However, I have a personal request." "Please tell me," Director Chen responded quickly. "I have several pieces of Song Dynasty porcelain in my home, and some of them need professional restoration. I wonder if I can ask Miss Shen to take the time to come and appraise them? Of course, the remuneration will be favorable." Shen Wanci was about to refuse, but Director Chen had already agreed: "Of course! Wanci is the best porcelain restorer in our museum, and it is her honor to be appreciated by Mr. Bo." Bo Jingzhou nodded slightly, "Then it's settled. I will send a car to pick up Miss Shen at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon." He turned to Shen Wanci, with a strong look in his eyes that could not be refused, "I hope you won't let me down." After the meeting, Shen Wanci immediately stopped Bo Jingzhou who was about to leave. "What on earth do you want to do?" She asked in a low voice, "We should have gone through the divorce procedures this morning!" Bo Jingzhou stopped and looked at her condescendingly, "You broke the appointment." "I have a job!" "Me too." He said calmly, "The plan to acquire this museum has been going on for three months." Shen Wanci's eyes widened in shock, "What? You want to acquire the museum? Why?" Bo Jingzhou did not answer directly, but took out a folded paper from the inner pocket of his suit and handed it to her. Shen Wanci opened it and saw that it was her resignation letter - she secretly placed it on Director Chen's desk last week because she planned to leave the city and start over after the divorce. "Why do you have this?" Her voice trembled slightly. "I said," Bo Jingzhou's eyes were unfathomable, "the acquisition plan has been going on for three months. As the future boss, I have the right to know whether the core employees will stay or go." He took a step forward and lowered his voice, "Tomorrow afternoon, we will have a good talk. Not just about your resignation, but also about our... Marriage issues." After saying that, he turned and left, leaving Shen Wanci standing there, the resignation letter in her hand crumpled by her. She thought today would be the end, but unexpectedly it became the beginning of another mystery. What on earth is Bo Jingzhou thinking? Why are you suddenly interested in museums? More importantly, why does he look... Like he wants to save the marriage? Shen Wanci shook his head, trying to get rid of this ridiculous idea. Bo Jingzhou doesn't love her, never has. Their marriage began as a business marriage. Her father's company needed a capital injection from the Bo family, and the Bo family took a fancy to the Shen family's influence in the cultural world. For three years, they respected each other like ice and had almost no communication except for necessary social occasions. Back in the office, Shen Wanci found that her colleagues were whispering and immediately fell silent when she came in. She frowned and walked to her seat, only to find a large bouquet of bright red roses on the table. "Who gave it to me?" She asked the colleague next to her. The colleague smiled mysteriously, "There is no card, but the florist said it was ordered by a gentleman named Bo." Shen Wanci's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Bo Jingzhou gave her flowers? In three years of marriage, he had never done anything like this. She touched the petals cautiously, and a strange feeling spread in her heart - was it anticipation? No, she couldn't be influenced by him anymore. At this moment, the office door was pushed open violently. The museum security guard rushed in in a panic, "Miss Shen, it's bad! Someone is making trouble in the exhibition hall, and they want to see you by name!" Shen Wanci immediately got up and rushed to the exhibition hall. In the distance, she heard a shrill female voice shouting: "Call Shen Wanci out! Why should she steal someone else's fiancé?" Entering the exhibition hall, Shen Wanci saw a young woman with exquisite makeup yelling at the security personnel. Many onlookers had gathered around her. When the woman saw her, she immediately pointed at her and screamed: "That's her! Shen Wanci, you shameless mistress!" Shen Wanci was confused, "Miss, I don't know you, have you mistakenly admitted the wrong person?" "What are you pretending to be!"