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After flying to Thailand, I went straight to the male model restaurant that has become popular recently. Take a photo and post it on WeChat Moments with the text "V I am 50, let me tell you some things that male models have to say." "Ding", the bank card prompts that 500,000 has been credited to the account. At the same time, WeChat received a message from Jiang Yan: "The money has been transferred. Please tell me in detail about your relationship with the male model." Damn, I drank too much and forgot to group them together! Jiang Yan, my cheap husband.

On the eve of the wedding, I bumped into Jiang Si on the phone. "Marry? You're playing with her. Don't you think it's funny how a country bumpkin like her feels inferior and suffers in front of me?" I looked at him blankly, suddenly feeling that he was extremely strange. Later, I received countless money, which was Jiang Si's inheritance. I didn't attend his funeral, but I will hold a grudge against him for the rest of my life.

This is an era where the love brain is imprisoned. I loved Qin Shimu for 8 years, but in the end he was personally sent to a mental hospital. Three years later, I recovered and was discharged from the hospital, and I no longer loved him. But he cried and begged me to look at him, saying that he was the one who deserved to be imprisoned.

In the love story, the top-notch photo of Xia Mo fell out of my wallet. The Internet exploded, and the scandal between Xia Mo and me became more and more intense. The program team smelled the traffic and kept asking me if the rumors on the Internet were true. I blundered seriously: "It's absolutely nothing. I just like listening to Teacher Xia's songs and regard him as my idol." Behind the camera, Xia Mo blocked me, leaned over my ear and sneered: "Can you kiss your idol?"