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Chapter 3 I Don't Like Your Type(2/2)

But they found a tall and beautiful woman getting out of the driver's seat, holding Feng Lin in her arms and refusing to let him go, and even pushed her into the car.

Seeing this, Qian Jing was stunned.

The two people's actions just now clearly showed that they knew each other.

"Hurry! I want his phone number! Hurry!"

No matter how stupid Qian Jing is, he still knows what happened.

How can an ordinary person have such a good relationship with a beautiful woman who drives a million-dollar luxury car?

Guo Dong was also stunned on the spot. When he reacted, he found that the car had already driven away.

"You are such a waste! Didn't I tell you to hurry up?"

Qian Jing shouted angrily and pushed Guo Dong hard.

"You still have the nerve to talk about me? Who looked down on me just now?" Guo Dong couldn't help but growl, "Your attitude towards me, even if he doesn't hate me, is a shame!"

Qian Jing sighed deeply, feeling regretful in his heart. A big shot like that could probably find them a good job with just one sentence.

She wanted to slap herself.



Feng Lin was sitting in the passenger seat and looked helplessly at Xu Ruoying, "What do you mean?"

She actually said just now that if Feng Lin didn't follow her, she would tell the street that he had a child, saying that he always gave up.

A good young man like Feng Lin doesn't want to be misunderstood.

"I want to marry you."

Xu Ruoying stared forward with her eyes indifferent.

Feng Lin suddenly became solemn, "You don't really have a child, do you want me to be a father?"

"I haven't had a boyfriend once, it's all the first time."

Xu Ruoying stepped on the brakes and stopped at the edge of the suburban road. She turned and stared at Feng Lin, "I want to marry you."

Feng Lin was speechless, "Didn't I say it? I don't like your type."

"What type do you like?" Xu Ruoying asked.

"I like..." Feng Lin gestured with his hand, "That kind of very big..."

"I am e." Xu Ruoying said expressionlessly.

Feng Lin glanced secretly and said, "Your appearance is up to standard, but your personality is not. I like a gentle big sister."

"You are not a man. When a woman like me comes to you, you dare not get married."

Xu Ruoying looked at the vibrating phone and pressed the speakerphone button.

"Xiaoying, what's going on with you? Feng Lin is a loser! Are you crazy?" Wang Qin's roar came from the phone.

"You are such a waste!"
Chapter completed!
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