so--

"She won't be jealous."

The boy in Zhilan and Yushu has long eyelashes and lightweight, and he paused every word. His tone was not too fast, but he clearly showed a slight sense of nearly promise.

"No one has this opportunity."

Because, he won't give it.

"So, no matter what, Miss Cheng... you come here to be friends or anything else, sorry." Yan Che raised his hand, snapped his fingers, called the waiter, and said fluently and purely in English, "I don't know this lady, please leave."

"Okay, sir." The waiter wearing a white shirt and a black vest turned around and made a gesture to Cheng Feifei.

Cheng Feifei, who was shocked by the words, stood by the table.

Are there such men in this world?

Oh, no, maybe at his age, he can only be called a boy or a boy.

But in Cheng Feifei's impression, as well as the environment she has been in since childhood and the education she received in normal times, all proved to her:

Men are unreliable.

It is better to believe that there are ghosts in the world than to believe that a man’s mouth.

This is a saying her mother often talks about.

In the past, Cheng Feifei always agreed deeply.

However, what the boy said today broke her original fixed impression.

Cheng Feifei was shocked by Yan Che's point of view, and at the same time she couldn't help but fall further for such loyalty.

However, when he came to his senses, he ran into the scene where the waiter forced him to leave: "Miss, this gentleman said he didn't know you. I hope you can leave and don't disturb him for dinner."

Cheng Feifei seemed to have never expected the boy to drive her away without any affection. She felt extremely embarrassed and her face turned slightly red.

I can't feel embarrassed anymore.

——If this unique loyalty is replaced by someone he treats ruthlessly to others, then you can only experience the feeling yourself.

Cheng Feifei gritted her teeth and explained, "Sorry, I was disturbing you by surprise, I... Let's go now."

Yan Che didn't say anything.

The waiter raised his hand again, "Please, Miss."

Cheng Feifei turned around slowly.

Just then, Fenghua came back, looked at the stalemate from afar, walked up and raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing?"

When Cheng Feifei saw the "true master", she dared not say anything and exposed her little thoughts.

She didn't say anything, just a look of dark but envious and jealous eyes. She glanced at Fenghua, with a hidden hostility and sharpness, then straightened her back and walked away, and met her mother who had just come down from the hotel to the lobby and restaurant: "Mom..."

Just one meeting was enough to make Fenghua see the girl's face clearly.

...Cheng Feifei?

Fenghua's eyes deepened.

She paused, and while sitting down slowly, her eyebrows raised slightly, her eyes involuntarily swept across the magnificent hall, and finally landed on the mother and daughter who met happily.

The woman is charming, wearing precious jewelry on her wrists and neck, which is completely different from the virtuous and virtuous old Bailian in the original owner's memory.

Her affectionate and charming voice came vaguely: "Feifei, why are you just calling me mom, your dad?"

The girl was pretty and shouted reluctantly: "...Dad."

The girl is Cheng Feifei.

The woman is Cheng Feifei's mother, Cheng Qing.

Cheng Feifei took her mother's surname.

That's right, Cheng Qing was the third party who destroyed the original owner's family in his previous life.

And Cheng Feifei...
Chapter completed!