The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 779 Innocent Bamboo Horse (30)

and so--

"She won't be jealous."

The young man from Zhilan Yushu, with long eyelashes drawn lightly, paused every word, and his tone was unhurried, but clearly revealed a hint of promise.

"No one has this opportunity."

Because he won't give it.

"So, no matter Cheng...Miss Cheng, you came here to be friends, or something else, I'm sorry." Yan Che raised his hand, snapped his fingers, called the waiter, and said in fluent and pure English, "That's it. I don't know the lady, please leave her."

"Okay, sir." The waiter in a white shirt and black vest turned around and gestured to Cheng Feifei.

Cheng Feifei, who was stunned by the words, stood by the table.

In this world, is there such a man?
Oh, no, maybe at his age, he can only be called a boy or a boy.

But in Cheng Feifei's impression, as well as the environment she lived in since she was a child and the education she received in ordinary times, all of them proved to her:

Men are unreliable.

I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe in a man's mouth.

This is a sentence that her mother often hangs on her lips.

In the past, Cheng Feifei always took it seriously.

However, what the young man said today broke her original fixed impression.

Cheng Feifei was shocked by Yan Che's point of view, and at the same time couldn't help but fall further for such loyalty.

However, after recovering, he came across the scene of being forcibly asked to leave by the waiter: "Miss, this gentleman said he didn't know you, and I hope you can leave, so as not to disturb his meal."

Cheng Feifei didn't seem to expect the young man to drive her away without showing any sympathy. She felt extremely embarrassed and blushed slightly.

Can no longer feel embarrassed.

——This kind of unique loyalty, to others, the person he treats ruthlessly is replaced by himself, then this feeling can only be experienced by oneself.

Cheng Feifei gritted her teeth and explained, "Sorry, I interrupted you abruptly, I... let's go now."

Yan Che didn't speak.

The waiter raised his hand again, "Please, miss."

Cheng Feifei turned around slowly.

Just at this time, Fenghua came back, looked at the stalemate from a distance, approached and raised his eyebrows and asked: "What is this for?"

Seeing the 'righteous master', Cheng Feifei didn't dare to say anything, revealing her small thoughts.

She didn't speak, just glanced at Fenghua with envious and jealous eyes, which concealed hostility and sharpness, then straightened her back and walked away to meet her mother who had just come down from the hotel upstairs to the lobby restaurant :"mom……"

Just one face-to-face meeting is enough for Fenghua to see the girl's face clearly.

...Cheng Feifei?

Fenghua's eyes deepened.

She paused, and when she sat down slowly, she raised her eyebrows slightly, her gaze involuntarily swept across the magnificent hall, and finally landed on the mother and daughter who had met happily.

The woman is charming, wearing precious jewelry on her wrist and neck, completely different from the virtuous and virtuous old Bailian in the memory of the original owner.

Her affectionate and flattering voice came faintly: "Feifei, why do you just call me mom, and your dad?"

The girl was delicate and pretty, and she yelled reluctantly: "...Dad."

The girl is Cheng Feifei.

The woman is Cheng Feifei's mother, Cheng Qing.

Cheng Feifei follows her mother's surname.

That's right, Cheng Qing was the third party who destroyed the original owner Sheng Xia's family in her previous life.

And Cheng Feifei...

She is the oil bottle that Xiaosan came into the house and her mother married into Sheng's family with her son's price.

(End of this chapter)