Feng Chenglin gritted his teeth, made up his last decision, and suddenly pointed at the cold girl sitting on the chair.

"She, I want her!"

The girl's expression changed, and her little face turned pale in an instant, and she was so miserable that she was bloodless: "I, I don't, no..."

Zhuge Dali was also shocked and bit his lower lip in embarrassment: "I'm afraid this is a bit inappropriate!"

What Feng Chenglin wants is that it is inappropriate.

If it is right, wouldn’t it be a mess?

Therefore, the more Zhuge Dali emphasized that it was inappropriate, the more he stubborn he clung his neck and insisted on his own.

"No, I want her. If you think it's not suitable, then forget it, I won't want other girls!"

This is a perfect step.

By stepping on this step, he can get out.

Just turned around and was about to leave, but Zhuge Dali grabbed his arm.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, Young Master Feng, I didn't say no, I just said it was not suitable..."

"Isn't it okay if it's not suitable?" Feng Chenglin shook his hand away, his face darkened, and his attitude was very tough: "Anyway, I just say one thing, as long as she is, if it's not her, I don't want any!"

Zhuge Dali smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Feng, don't get me wrong. It's because her situation is special. If Mr. Feng insists, then... Regarding her situation, I think... Mr. Feng is better to understand it, so as not to be taboo..."

"taboo?"

This word is quite taboo!

"I just like her like this. Is there any taboo?"

"The taboo I'm talking about is actually... Don't look at her young age, but she is actually a... widow!"

“…”

Feng Chenglin shivered obviously.

He subconsciously looked at Ling Luoyu, and his expression was so awkward.

Ling Luoyu didn't expect this:... This was enough for Feng Chenglin to choose this girl because she saw this girl sitting there alone from beginning to end, looking out of place with the others around her and very cold.

I thought that if he chose this girl, he would probably not cause any other peach blossom news.

This made Feng Chenglin choose this girl.

Who would have thought that she... turned out to be a widow.

Moreover, it is such a young widow.

"That girl, I'm sorry," Feng Chenglin bowed repeatedly, unable to hide his embarrassment: "I, I really don't know about this..."

What kind of identity is bad?

He turned out to be a widow.

It’s not that he is taboo, but his behavior just now is looking a little too bastard when facing a widow!

Thinking of this, he immediately turned to Zhuge Dali.

"What are you doing? He is a widow, what do you put her here? Like your wives and concubines, they are thrown here like carrots and cabbage, and they are for people to choose. What do you think of them?"

"I, I, I am not, that's not the case..." Zhuge Dali was so trapped that he dared not struggle, so he could only explain desperately: "When this little widow's husband was sick, he owed a lot of money from our farm. Later, his husband died, and she, a woman, had no way to pay off the debt, so she used her own life to pay it off and paid it to me..."

Seeing Feng Chenglin's eyes becoming more and more wrong, he quickly raised his hands to express his innocence.

"But I can swear that although she paid me off the debt, I didn't touch her. She and I were innocent..."
Chapter completed!