Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 1613 Chasing Wife 7
"Portuguese?" Rowling recalled, and asked suspiciously: "But last time there was a Spanish man chasing you? His name is Pablo, where did he go?"

"Don't mention that man, he was punched twice by Feng Mocheng, and he doesn't know which mouse hole he has shrunk to now, and he told me to wait for him, wait a fart! I knew he was a useless thing! "

"Then what's going on with this Portuguese guy?" Rowling asked curiously.

Der Spiegel smiled and said, "I just want to hear the difference between Portuguese and Spanish."

Rowling had black lines all over her head, "It's because of this that you want to go on a date?"

Ming Jing frowned, "It's not a date, at most it's just a meal and listening to his Portuguese accent."

"What about Mr. Feng? Isn't he very sad when you do this?"

Ming Jing patted her on the shoulder, "Why are you talking for him? How much did he pay you? That guy is very rich, but I don't care about his money. I don't know him."

Ming Jing is very arrogant, but there is a gleam in her eyes.

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In the next few days, Ming Jing was very upset because Feng Mocheng did not come to her again.

Late at night, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

What's the matter with this man?Out of your mind?There are only two days left in a month, and he gave up?

For nothing, she gave him a month, hateful man, giving up so easily, bastard!

Ming Jing cursed and slammed the pillow on the ground.

"If you don't come to me tomorrow, I won't talk to you anymore!"

Ming Jing lay down angrily, tossing and turning on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

In this way, I stayed up until the next morning.

With two big dark circles under his eyes, Ming Jing got up and drank a glass of milk.

I don't know if Feng Mocheng will come to find her today?Did she deliberately eat with that Portuguese man, did she make Feng Mocheng angry, so she stopped looking for her?

Really, if he gets angry or jealous, he can sabotage, doesn't he like sabotage so much?But when she had dinner with that Portuguese man, she waited for a long time, and Feng Mocheng didn't come to destroy it, so she was so angry that she didn't want to eat half of it.

Her real purpose is not to have dinner with the Portuguese, to listen to his Portuguese accent, but to let Fengmo City come and destroy it.

The more Ming Jing thought about it, the more uneasy he became.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of Ming Jing's room, and there was the voice of the little milk bag outside, "Mommy, open the door quickly, mommy, open the door quickly, mommy, open the door quickly."

The little milk bag with a small face kept shouting outside.

Ming Jing immediately opened the door, "Xiao Jin, what's wrong?"

Feng Xijin was panting non-stop, looking tired and sweating profusely. He shook the small mobile phone in his hand and said, "Uncle Gu called, and he said that Uncle Feng is dead!"

"..."

Suddenly, Ming Jing froze in place as if struck by lightning, his eyes were astonished, "What did you say?"

Feng Xijin said, "Mom, Uncle Gu said that Uncle Feng was very sad a few days ago, and he has been in a bad mood for the past few days, and when he found Uncle Feng this morning, Uncle Feng was already dead. But Uncle Gu was worried that you would hate Uncle Feng, so I didn't dare to tell you, so I told me. Mom, I'm so sad. "

Feng Xijin burst into tears with a "wow".

With a plop, Ming Jing fell to the ground, his whole body limp, as if all his strength had been sucked out, his face was terribly pale.

"How is it possible, how could he die? Impossible!"

(End of this chapter)