Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 850 Ring Rose
Lin Jing bit her lips, and said, "A few days ago, when they said he was going to get married, his parents asked Feng Ruixi to show him a lot of photos." Lin Jing paused, his heart beating faster suddenly When he got up, he was a little flustered, Qing Leng said with a gloomy look in his eyes, and didn't continue talking.

Lao Luo asked: "And then? What happened? Did he take a fancy to a certain woman in the photo?"

Lin Jing shook his head: "No, he didn't like anyone. But Feng Ruixi was always by the side, saying..."

"What?" Lao Luo asked.

Lin Jing paused, and replied, "Tell me to marry him!"

"What?" Lao Luo seemed to get a big news, a little excited, "And then? What did President Feng say?"

"He, he..." Lin Jing was already blushing, and said, "He seems to have acquiesced."

"Perfect." Lao Luo was a little excited: "Obviously, does he want to marry you?"

"Impossible!" Lin Jing's voice suddenly became anxious: "Don't talk nonsense, it must be an illusion, he definitely didn't mean it."

"I see that Second Young Master Feng seems to like you very much, why would he want you to marry his brother?" Lao Luo looked puzzled, waiting for Lin Jing's answer.

"It's impossible between me and Feng Ruixi, I've already explained it to him, maybe he figured it out."

The atmosphere was suddenly quiet.

Lao Luo sat up straight, and suddenly, his face became serious.

Lin Jing lowered his head and tapped the plate casually with a spoon, this action was subconscious.

Lin Jing was distracted, and she didn't even react when Lao Luo didn't answer her words.

In my mind, I was thinking about those tangled things.

Lao Luo raised his wrist and glanced at the watch on his wrist.

Time passed by minute by minute.

At the entrance of the villa, a car stopped slowly, and the guard immediately stepped forward to open the door.

Feng Mocheng got out of the car and threw the key to the guard. He held a bouquet of roses in his arms, with a cold yet gentle smile on his face.

"Young master, you are back." The servant stepped forward to greet him.

Feng Mocheng said, "Where's Lin Jing?"

The servant replied: "Miss Lin is eating in the dining room, and Mr. Luo is also there."

Feng Mocheng gave a "hmm" and walked towards the villa with flowers in his arms.

He walked directly towards the dining room, all the way unimpeded, and after turning a few turns, he arrived at the entrance of the dining room.

Standing outside the door, his straight figure exuded a stern and elegant temperament. He adjusted his tie a little, and his eyes suddenly fell on the red rose in his arms.

It was bright red, like that woman's stubborn face. He stretched out his hand, and with his slender thumb, gently stroked one of the flowers.

Later, he will explain everything to her clearly.

He caressed one of the roses, and there was a sparkling diamond ring hidden in the flower bud.

Suddenly, he raised a gentle smile, lifted his feet, walked forward step by step, stretched out his hand, and wanted to push the door of the dining room.

The moment the palm touched the door, suddenly, a voice came from inside: "Then how do you feel about him?"

This is the voice of Lao Luo, who seems to be asking Lin Jing a question.

Feng Mocheng's hand hanging in the air suddenly pulled back.

The servant stepped forward and was about to open the door for Feng Mocheng, but Feng Mocheng raised his hand to signal him not to speak, then waved his hand to let them leave.

The servant left without making another sound.

(End of this chapter)