The crimson rich family, the petite wife makes you addicted!

Su Cen spent her first Lunar New Year with Shen Mohan at Shen's house in a lively manner.

After the new year, Shen Mohan brought Su Cen to his home in England.

The weather in London is always gloomy, just like Su Cen's mood.

Shen Mohan needs to work every day, leaving Su Cen alone at home.

Although Su Cen is not in a very good mood, she is also fulfilled because she can prepare lessons and write lesson plans.Chatting with Lin Ke'er and others using msn, in short, she spends more time on the Internet than she sleeps.

There are many newspapers in Hong Kong here. Su Cen wandered the streets alone, bought a few Hong Kong newspapers and magazines at random and sat in a small cafe on the street.

The headlines of several Hong Kong newspapers are the news that Tang Tang went to France to participate in the film festival.Su Cen burst out laughing, it turned out that this was the reason why Shen Mohan went to France on a business trip.

Su Cen carefully looked at the high-spirited Tang Tang in the newspaper, but felt nothing!

A magnetic voice rang in Su Cen's ear: "Miss, can I sit down?"

Su Cen was a little surprised that the local accent could be heard here.It's not Mandarin, but the dialect of his hometown. The soft Wu dialect makes Su Cen feel very friendly.

The man who spoke was probably about the same age as himself, he was extremely handsome, his face was as clear as a carving, and his angular face was extremely handsome.Under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows is a pair of slender eyes of peach trees, full of passion, which makes people fall into it if they are not careful.With a tall nose and moderately thick red lips, there is a dazzling smile on his face.

Su Cen felt his eyes light up, like a spring breeze.With a sweet smile: "Sir, how do you know that I am Chinese, and how do you know that I can understand your native dialect?"

The man smiled heartily, and sat beside Su Cen naturally: "Beautiful lady, I didn't expect my bet to be right. My name is Mo Lingfeng..."

Su Cen nodded: "Hello, my name is Su Cen."

Mo Lingfeng smiled, "Miss Su, don't you wonder why I speak my hometown dialect to you?"

Su Cen smiled: "Just call me Su Cen, I'm curious, but I think you should take the initiative to give me the answer."

Mo Lingfeng looked at Su Cen: "You have porcelain-white skin that is unique to southern girls. I have never seen a girl whose skin can surpass yours! You are the most beautiful Jiangnan girl I have ever seen. You are satisfied." All the descriptions of the beautiful women in the south of the Yangtze River in the book!"

Su Cen's face turned slightly red under her unscrupulous gaze!

Mo Lingfeng looked at the newspaper in her hand, pouted and said, "You are not as beautiful as these celebrities."

Su Cen laughed: "Thank you! I am the most self-indulgent, and I will take you to tell the truth."

"I'm telling the truth, Su Cen, I, Mo Lingfeng, never bother to lie."

Su Cen looked at his hands. This man had a pair of neatly trimmed and slender fingers.Very clean and neat.This man is no ordinary foreign student...

"Su Cen, there are very few Chinese people on this street, why have I never seen you?"

Su Cen smiled without chewing.

Mo Lingfeng looked at the wedding ring on her hand, and his expression darkened. He didn't expect this beautiful woman in front of him to be married... Calm and calm, she would never have an ambiguous identity.

Su Cen generously allowed Mo Lingfeng to look at her, and at the same time, she also looked at Mo Lingfeng.

Although Mo Lingfeng wore a simple white shirt and black slacks, they were made of high-quality materials, well-tailored, and expensive.And his tortoiseshell cufflinks are stamped with the 'm' logo.

"Su Cen, may I ask, your ring?"

Su Cen smiled generously: "The wedding ring, I'm already married." Pointing to Tang Tang in the newspaper, she said, "This girl used to be my student, but she has always been my husband's concubine!"