Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 851 Ring Rose 2
At this time, a woman's voice came from inside. It was Lin Jing's voice. She was thinking before, and after thinking about it, she replied: "Actually, I was annoying him at first. I think he is too self-righteous."

Suddenly, Feng Mocheng's heart felt as if he had been hit hard by something, and he felt a little uncomfortable. His eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyes became serious, his body leaned forward, and his hearing became more sensitive.

Lao Luo's voice came again, and he continued to ask: "Lin Jing, so you don't like him at all? Or don't you love him?"

"How could I like him? Let alone love." Lin Jing's answer was very definite.

Outside the door, Feng Mocheng's face became more and more ugly.

"Then won't you love again?" Lao Luo asked again.

Lin Jing didn't leave any room for it, and said, "I can't love him, I don't have any feelings for him."

"Why? Because his surname is Feng?" Lao Luo suddenly asked.

Lin Jing raised his head, his face full of doubts, "What does this have to do with the surname? If you don't love it, you don't love it, and it won't be because of his surname."

Lao Luo said: "But, he is excellent, ordinary men can't compare, are you sure?"

Lin Jing said: "I admit that he comes from a good background, and many girls love him, but it doesn't mean that I must be among these girls."

Lao Luo sighed, "It seems that he really has no hope at all. Does he know what you think? Does he know that you don't love him at all?"

Lin Jing said: "He should know. After all, what I said to him before was so obvious. He is not a fool. How could he not hear it? I just hope that he will not bother me again in the future."

The man outside the door stood still like a statue, his whole body became cold like an iceberg, and even the surrounding air was rendered by the iceberg, becoming a few degrees below zero, making him shivering.

And the roses in his arms, as if swallowed by the cold air, began to wither, withering little by little.

Feng Mocheng's face was ashen to the extreme, and a stern anger flashed in his pitch-black pupils.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them, everything around him was covered by his anger.

Suddenly, he turned around and walked in the opposite direction step by step.

Feng Mocheng left the villa, returned to the car, and threw the bouquet of roses on the passenger seat.

The ring in the rose fell to the bottom of the seat.

There was a rumbling sound of the accelerator, and Feng Mocheng drove away, piercing the entire night and covering all the darkness.

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In the dining room, Lao Luo casually played with the cards in his hand, and then said: "It seems that Feng Ruixi really has nothing to do, but it's normal that you don't like him. You have Mr. Feng, how could you fall in love with his brother? ?”

Lin Jing frowned, "This has nothing to do with Feng Mocheng."

"Why doesn't it matter?" Lao Luo put away the cards, skillfully and shrewdly said: "Then tell me, do you love Fengmo City?"

Lin Jing's heart flickered suddenly, her apex was trembling, she quickly said: "Are you enough? I just finished asking Feng Ruixi, and now I'm asking Feng Mocheng again, why should I answer these questions?"

Just now when Lao Luo asked her if she liked Feng Ruixi, she could answer him so much calmly, but now it was her turn to ask Feng Mocheng, but she couldn't say a word.

How could she say it, and she didn't dare to say it again.

(End of this chapter)