Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 1211 Luo Yifan's Last Name
"Conquering Europe?" Luo Yifan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled wryly, "This is not my dream. Because I have long since lost European blood, for the so-called last wish of my ancestors. Up to now I have completely become a Dongguo people have nothing to do with Europe."

"But if there are no ancestors, there would be no you. It has been 200 years, I hope you can recognize the reality and remember your surname is Bonaparte."

Luo Yifan said coldly: "My name is Luo, I don't believe in Bonaparte, look at my face, who would believe that I am a European, who would believe that my surname is Bonaparte? Who would believe that I am Napoleon If possible, I don’t want to be a descendant of Napoleon, if I can be an ordinary person, I can be happier, I just want to be an ordinary person, and I don’t want to lie anymore!”

Luo Qingqing's gaze was a little dim, but it was fleeting, and soon he said firmly: "But you can't turn back, Lin Jing has been forced to this point by you."

Luo Yifan closed his eyes, looked up at the moon high in the sky, it was incomplete and not round, and said with emotion: "I don't understand, why is it Lin Jing? What does Lin Jing have to do with my ancestors?"

Luo said softly: "I'm afraid I have to ask my grandma about this, but she is unwilling to tell us to prove that there is something wrong with this matter. I have a strong feeling that Lin Jing must have met Napoleon. Because of this, so She is the key to our plan."

Luo Yifan stepped forward step by step, every step seemed to be stepping on despair.

We've come this far, and there's no way to go back.

……

night.

Feng Mocheng stood on the top floor, looking into the distance, his body was teetering on the edge.

The wind was blowing head-on, Feng Mocheng closed his eyes, as if he was enjoying this lonely and dangerous feeling.

Bill came to the roof and stood behind Feng Mocheng.

After hesitating for a moment, Bill said, "Mr. Feng, Lin Jing took Lin Xiaoxiao away, as if he wanted to kill her."

With his hands in his pockets, Feng Mocheng said calmly, "So what? Don't tell me such trivial things."

Bill asked: "But, aren't you going to marry Lin Xiaoxiao? She is your future wife, so don't you care?"

"Future wife?" Feng Mocheng sneered: "I've never thought about it that way. To me, Lin Xiaoxiao is no better than an ant. I never put her in my eyes. Her life and death To me, it doesn't make any sense."

Feng Mocheng's voice was exceptionally lonely.

Bill heard something was wrong. Usually he had few questions, but at this moment he had an urge to know something. The man in front of him was sometimes too deep and unfathomable.

"Mr. Feng, I would like to ask you, Lin Jing and Lin Xiaoxiao, who is more important to you? Who do you really care about? Why does everyone say that you have liked Lin Xiaoxiao since you were young? People like you As for your status, you really don't like the Lin family, but I heard that many years ago, you took the initiative to condescend to go to their house, saying that you came to see Lin Xiaoxiao, is this really the case?"

Feng Mocheng's eyes darkened: "You are really courageous, no one has ever dared to ask me such a question."

Bill stepped forward again and said, "This is my basic quality, which is to be bold. If I'm as timid as a mouse, why should I come out and live this life of licking blood from the muzzle of a gun."

(End of this chapter)