Beat the love rival with elegance

My girlfriend Vianne is a girl with classical feelings, likes classical music, likes to sip tea and get incensed, likes to wear a cheongsam, likes to write some light and sad words on the blog, low eyebrows brimming with small woman-like, but can make people unforgettable. Such a girl, there are naturally a lot of age-appropriate suitors behind her, but none of them can move her heart. In her opinion, those people are still green peach, hairy, not yet faded out of the green, such men can only let her occasionally look back, a smile.

　　Her heart has long been secretly promised to a person, the man mature gold, elegant and erudite, comfortable, between the hands, charming, she fell for it. The man with experience, like a thick book, so people can not help but want to read the desire to continue. When the two love each other, can't help but think of the beautiful word longevity. Then, there is an ideal, an ideal to be a mistress should have, that is to replace the position of another woman, to enter the house, and then rely on each other, the happy life to the end.

　　When talking to the man, the man frowned slightly. She is ice smart woman and knows that the word longevity is somewhat difficult, his rear city is strong, and not one or two mistresses can take it. She looked in the eyes, hate in the heart, but can not give up, think long and hard, it seems that only wisdom, not hard attack.

　　Mature women, of course, and men can not play the old game of crying and hanging, which will scare men away, frankly, she does not have the qualifications. When the mistress can only passively withhold and accept, can not do so, and you can not talk about fixing the right outcome.

　　She decided to find a breakthrough from his woman so that she knows the difficulties and retreat, it is best that she actively give up, without spending a single soldier, bloodless, successful attack on the city.

　　With this ideal, she took the initiative to get to know the woman and approach the woman. That woman has a pretty face, is well educated, comes from a family, speaks, and behaves elegantly and decently, at a glance you can tell that she is a woman who has seen the world. It must be difficult to get her to quit voluntarily, but she still approached her confidently, perhaps she was still in the dark and did not know of her existence, did not know that her man had another lover, so she must let her know.

　　And the woman went to tea together, she opened the door and said she was his friend, not in the ordinary sense of the word friend, and then wait for the woman thunderous, brush off. Who knows, she picked up the teapot, gently fill the cups with water, tea fragrance curled, lightly open the lips, smiling like anger, said: "He this person, also like that, like to pity the jade, where to go are a large number of female friends when they are Jia Baoyu." The first round, not yet pulled off, she smelled defeat, there is a fist on the cotton feel.

　　Go shopping with a woman, in a boutique, the woman looked at a long-sleeved shirt, pure texture, handmade, despite this, still feel the expensive price and that thin women's shirt does not match, a little is not value for money. If you don't want to burn your money, you won't choose that dress. The sales lady was not enthusiastic, sizing up the woman with a contemptuous look, she thought that this time the woman would certainly be annoyed, with her wealth, not to mention buying a small shirt, even if it is to buy a villa will not blink an eye. Who knows she smiled and said elegantly to the sales lady who was judged by her appearance: "This dress is beautiful, but a bit expensive, I'll think about it at home!" She thought that this elegant woman even if not quarreled with the saleslady, will lose her inner calm and calm, and did not want to see any hilarity.

　　Once she happened to overhear a conversation between the woman and him, he drew attention to the right point to remind her: "Do not have too much contact with that girl in the future." The woman pondered for a moment and said, "She is a good girl, smart, kind, classical, if I were a man, I might also like that kind of girl, love of beauty is human nature." She couldn't listen to it and fell away.

　　When she went out on the street with the woman, she deliberately left her cell phone on the table and went to the bathroom, thinking the woman would take the opportunity to look through her cell phone text messages that had been exchanged between her and the man. Those heart-stopping ear-splitting text messages would surely have broken her, but the woman never touched her phone. The company's reputation for quality, elegance, and determination can withstand a thousand armies, not to mention her a junior.

　　The girlfriends pack up their things, originally intended to effortlessly win the position into a void, she was a woman's elegance hurt, and with a little regret and frustration left the city. When she left, she sent me a text message: the original elegance can also hurt people, from now on, killed no longer as a mistress, entertain people to mislead themselves ah!

　　I looked at half a day, sighing. A person's elegance, three points is something in the bones, and seven points are the result of acquired cultivation. It is not an overnight effort to be calm, relaxed, and wise. Elegance is like a hot pot, need a lot of base and ingredients, then slowly boils, the longer boil, the stronger the flavor. Elegance is sometimes more like a unique concealed weapon, the snap of a finger to fall between flowers, inadvertently making others ashamed of themselves.

　　The times are different, the most powerful weapon to defend yourself, is not to stretch out the neck shrewish quarrels and curses, but to maintain their dignity with a moderate degree of elegance, which is preferred.