The blue-chip man loves the righteous woman: attacking the heart and capturing the love

Chapter 20 Don't be the woman others yearn for

There was a thick fog ahead, and a burst of mobile phone ringing pierced the silence of the night.

Shen Jiaman looked at the number, silenced Mu Yuanchen, and pressed the answer button.

"What time is it, why don't you come back?!" Zhang Meili asked almost roaringly.

"I'm going to school soon..."

"Be lenient when confessing, and be strict when resisting. Tell me, did you have a boyfriend?"

"No." She blushed: "Hang up first."

He quickly cut off the phone, and twisted his hands back and forth in embarrassment.

Mu Yuanchen narrowed his eyes sideways: "Your classmate?"

"Well, it's the one who troubled you to rescue last time."

He suddenly pursed his lips and chuckled, Shen Jiaman raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "What are you laughing at?"

"Do you know what impression you made on me?"

"I don't know." She shook her head.

"Justice."

Justice?She was stunned for a moment, and Mu Yuanchen continued: "The first time we met, you covered me, and the second time we met, you asked for help for your friend. Are you Shanghai girls so warm-hearted?"

"Of course not." She smiled embarrassedly: "Shanghai girls are very timid. Don't look at me facing those killers two years ago. I was calm and composed, but I was actually scared to death in my bones."

"I do not believe."

Mu Yuanchen looked straight ahead: "In my opinion, Shanghai women are very different, for example, Feng Chengcheng."

Shen Jiaman turned around in surprise: "You know Feng Chengcheng? Have you watched "Shanghai Beach"?"

"En." He nodded: "How could I not have seen such a famous movie."

"Feng Chengcheng is very different, but she does not represent all Shanghai women."

She took out a small photo album from her backpack: "Let me show you the photos of my grandma."

Mu Yuanchen stopped the car and looked at the woman in the photo. She was wearing a purple cheongsam, with a small and exquisite figure, sitting in front of the small window with a timid smile on her face.

"Look, this is a typical old-fashioned woman in Shanghai, gentle and reserved, quiet and virtuous, who lives her life according to her duties, and rarely has the courage and blindness of Feng Chengcheng."

"Very few does not mean there is no." He lightly tapped the steering wheel with his fingers: "Feng Chengcheng will not be just a fictional legend."

Shen Jiaman closed the photo album: "There are so many strange women in the world, Feng Chengcheng is just an ordinary kind woman who always cares for others. She lives for love, love, and righteousness. She is the yearning of all women, but if you can choose, I don't want to be such a woman."

"why?"

"Because her life is too complicated, not being with the one she loves is already heartbreaking, and it is even more tragic that the one she loves dies before her eyes."

She took a deep breath: "Such a helpless person, no matter how desirable he is, will not be my pursuit."

Mu Yuanchen was quite shocked after hearing Shen Jiaman's words. He stared at her deeply, speechless for a long time, his eyes thoughtful.

Seemingly feeling the seriousness of the atmosphere, Shen Jiaman changed the subject: "Do you think we Shanghai women look good in cheongsam?"

He nodded: "Yes, there is a different flavor."

"There is a cheongsam in my dormitory that my mother made for me by hand. I will show it to you when I have a chance."

"Okay." Mu Yuanchen smiled brightly.

As soon as the words came out, she wished she could bite her tongue and kill herself. Her mother's words were still in her ears: "Jiaman, mother's workmanship is not good. If you want to wear this cheongsam in the future, you can wear it for your loved ones to see. Outsiders will laugh at my mother's craftsmanship."

Did she just say something?She said she wanted to show him the cheongsam? ?Oh my god, just die...

(End of this chapter)