Huhua President

"Does Chen Meimei really understand Zhenhai?" Mrs. Deng's words surprised Chen Fangrui. It seemed that Mrs. Deng didn't support her marrying Lin Zhenhai very much, which was unexpected to her.

"I don't know very well. In my eyes, he is a... somewhat mysterious person!" Chen Fangrui said with a smile on her face. "I don't know his heart, ambition, and disposition very well, but these don't seem to be very important."

"Chen Meimei, he is the one who wants to spend his whole life with you, don't you think it's a little risky?" Chen Fangrui looked at Mrs. Deng speechless for a while, she couldn't believe that her future mother-in-law was advising herself.

"However, the results of understanding and not understanding are not the same. After getting married, slowly understand, or first understand that not all marriages are at the same time. It is better to enjoy the happiness of being together when you understand."

The smile on Mrs. Deng's face was a little cruel in Chen Fangrui's eyes, it seemed to be a kind of vicissitudes and relief after experiencing, "Chen Meimei is talking about a man from another family, not a man from the Killer Alliance!"

This was probably Chen Fangrui's most difficult conversation. It seemed that the woman who knew the men of the Killer Alliance best in front of her was preventing herself from jumping into a fire pit.

"I think Viagra is more suitable for you!" Mrs. Deng said after a while of silence.

"...Isn't Viagra... a man from the Killer Alliance?" Chen Fangrui asked a little stumbled, she really couldn't think of a better way to ask.

"Not all!" Mrs. Deng adjusted the shawl on her body, and continued: "At least Viagra was not trained by Major General Alexander, and he doesn't have the character of a killer alliance man in his bones!"

"I don't know what kind of character Mrs. Deng is talking about. It scares you so much that you want to warn me." Chen Fangrui asked.

"It's ambition!" Mrs. Deng's monotonous tone caught Chen Fangrui's attention.

"Which man like them has no ambition?" Chen Fangrui didn't quite understand Mrs. Deng's words.

"It's just that the men in the Killer League are even more ruthless..." Madam Deng's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally became silent, "Chen Meimei, I just think that one day you will understand my words, and I hope you will be a Exception, it's late, go to bed!"

Mrs. Deng left the room, leaving Chen Fangrui sitting silently in the chair, looking a little lonely. She quietly looked out of the window and looked at the artificial lights in the night. Marriage and love full of power and politics are so pale and helpless. choose.

Chen Fangrui rested her forehead on the table with one hand and meditated, strands of long hair leaked from between her fingers. She wanted to watch an opera, be it "Turandot" or "La Traviata". Want to hear a sad, completely relaxed cry.

Mrs. Deng's understatement made Chen Fangrui flustered. Her mother was not around, and there was no better solution. She tossed and turned on the bed, her mind was in chaos.

Until at some point, the warm feeling on her face woke her up, like a lover's gentle touch, Chen Fangrui opened her eyes slightly, it was dawn, the warm sunshine in the morning brought a new day, last night she was sleeping in a daze with.

"Mother Lin!" Chen Fangrui sat up and shouted, almost as soon as the voice fell, Mother Lin appeared at the door, "What's your order, crush?"

"I want to go out for a while, so I don't need to prepare lunch, and I will come back at night." Chen Fangrui said, flipping her hair.