We Are Meant To Be

Looking at the cell phone ringing, Christy Zhong felt extremely uneasy. But where could she hide? Who would be her umbrella? She had to bear it all by herself.

But could she withstand repeated pressure? What if she couldn't bear it? No. It could not be like this. No matter what happened, she would stick to it.

Besides, this was a society that relied on wisdom and tolerance. She believed that things would eventually sort themselves out and would roll with the punches.

Christy took a deep breath. She thought for a while, then put James Feng's mobile phone back in his room, and quickly went back to her room to wash and sleep. Only with sufficient energy could be better cope with everything.

Christy thought she would have insomnia. After all, there were a lot of things that happened during the day, and this was a strange bed. She had got used to her bed, so naturally, it was impossible to sleep well. But to her surprise, she slept very peacefully, and it was the alarm clock that woke her up.

Maybe she was indeed tired these days. James's attitude seemed satisfactory last night.

She came to James's room. He had gotten up. He wore clean and comfortable sportswear that looked stylish and readied to go out for exercise.

"You go with me," James ordered coldly.

Ah?! Christy was completely unprepared. She only wore relatively neat pajamas. "I... I won't accompany you today, can I?" She said and looked at her clothes. She originally came out to see if James got up. If not, she would wake him up. Or just want to see if he got up on the wrong side of the bed.

and said impatiently, "Let's go!"

me a minute!" Christy turned and rushed into the room,

Feng. Let's go." Christy said happily. She had such characteristics. Even if she knew that the pain was about to come, she still could live happily in this

you could in this second? If something was unavoidable, and

a little unable to keep up. After all, she was still young and could

Christy found an opportunity to tell James, "Mr. Feng. Your mother called last night and told you to go home with the child on the weekend, and..." She was out of breath and couldn't go on. Should she tell him

directly. He hated hesitation the most, and his pace didn't stop at all. He didn’t care if Christy could keep up with him. She was supposed to exercise with him,

a grip on himself and blurted, "She said that she

Lu

glanced at Christy, watching her flushed cheeks, panting like a cow, and said coldly, "Just let her criticize. If you're responsible, push

with it! After all, it had to be his consent. Or she

Mr. Feng, I will follow this rule." Christy

she could follow right away, and she couldn't move forward at all. So she had to shout, "Mr. Feng. Can I

work all day. She couldn't let that happen.

"Suit yourself." James ran forward while responding. Getting up early every day to exercise for a while would

Exercise must be done according to one's situation, and it must be done gradually.

Christy stayed here doing small movements. She stretched her limbs and jumped a few more times. The morning wind blew gently without dew blows, bringing bursts of coolness, which made people feel very comfortable. The exercise made her feel a lot easier. Her mind