If not, no girl would give the first time to the other party.

He wouldn't say that when he saw the bloody red on the sheets, his heart was beating violently.

Because this woman belongs to her from now on, and she is completely owned by herself.

Why, after waking up, it’s completely wrong?

It's like you had a beautiful dream, but when you woke up, you found that everything was fake. He originally thought that it might become real.

"Obviously..." He suddenly couldn't say anything. As soon as he leaned over, the red wine bottle on the coffee table was intercepted in the air.

A shadow was pressed down from the sky, and the bright and dark sunshine outside the window, the heavy rain poured down, slamming down on the floor-to-ceiling window like many small water-colored cannonballs, and the branches were bent over, as if the only remaining bones would be gone in an instant.

"Give it to me..." Two words that suppressed anger popped out from his lips.

The bronze palm took a goblet on the coffee table, and Xu Ziqing raised his lips and smiled, "What's the point of drinking alone? Come on, I'll accompany you!"

"Hehe..." He chuckled, with only the wine-red liquid remaining in his eyes, swaying in his sight.

"Click—" the sound of goblets clinking together.

Outside the window, there was a torrential rain, and raindrops were stringing. In the rainy curtains, there was only a hazy white in sight, like snowflakes and water drops.

With the sound of rain, the two of them kept fighting for wine and finally drank a lot.

After kicking, Xu Ziqing was still unmoved. Huo Xingyan threw away the wine glass. Finally, he couldn't help but close his eyes quietly, collapsed on the sofa, motionless.

The painful expression was exactly the same as the woman who was nesting in the corner of a certain room.

This city finally has two places with the scenery, which are exactly the same.

After that day, Feng Mi never saw Huo Xingyan again.

In the first three days, she did not go out and her cell phone did not ring again.

Later, she stopped lying in the room, flipping through books, watching TV and chatting online, and her phone was in standby mode for 24 hours, but it still didn't ring again.

The world finally returned to silence, and she returned to one person again, and there were two parallel lines between her and Huo Xingyan.

But it seems that when people are lonely and quiet, they often understand many things.

For example: Thinking of the goodness of that person, the joy of being with him, and thinking of... It turns out that such a person has appeared in the world. He has left traces in your life, and you will no longer pretend that you can't see it.

Sometimes, what you say is not just the water you poured out, but more like the face you throw out. No matter how you look for it, you can't find it back.

In the blink of an eye, a week passed, and two weeks followed closely.

That day, Feng Mi received a call. In the sound of the call, an almost explosive message exploded her ears.

"What? Tong Jiayuan is getting married?" Holding the exquisite ceramic microphone, Feng Mi could hardly believe what she heard.

Tong Jiayuan and Huo Rufeng?

Feng Mi remembered that Tong Jiayuan confronted Mr. Bai in the living room of the Bai family, and kept saying that she would never marry Huo Rufeng.

And now, Tong Jiayuan is actually going to marry Huo Rufeng?

Frowning, Feng Mi was puzzled.

On the other end, Mr. Bai's old and kind voice came, "Yes, I originally thought she would not agree, but a week ago, she suddenly mentioned it at the dinner table, saying that she agreed to the marriage with Huo Rufeng, and hoped that the sooner the marriage, the better! Although I was a little confused at that time, her belly was so big after all. If she was willing to marry Huo Rufeng, then this would be the best!"

Then, Mr. Bai talked a lot about it, and finally emphasized that only the sentence she had to attend Tong Jiayuan's wedding.

Feng Mi was thinking about Tong Jiayuan getting married. As Huo Rufeng's elder brother, Huo Xingyan would definitely be present. At that time, the two families would definitely meet Huo Xingyan face to face... Thinking of these, she finally responded to Mr. Bai's words in a vague way.

He put down the microphone, turned around and walked back, but unexpectedly saw Lu Minqiu wandering at the door.

When she saw Feng Mi, she was a little embarrassed. Feng Mi didn't care. She nodded to her and walked up the spiral ladder.

Perhaps it was Mr. Bai who was sure that she was not wronged in the Feng family, so he called the Feng family directly, and Lu Minqiu happened to answer the call.

The next afternoon, Fengmi booked a flight ticket and flew directly to City A.

When we arrived at the A City International Airport, it was almost evening.

Outside the airport, the sky became gloomy, and the densely packed heads were shaking in their sight.

The temperature in City A is lower than in City B. She held her arms with one hand and a suitcase. Standing outside the crowded airport, Feng Mi felt a little moved for a while.

The last time I came to A City, she met Huo Xingyan in the cemetery. At that time, she only thought that he was her bad luck. She always wanted to be very strong in appearance and competed with him. Now... for a moment, she was so bitter.

The Bai family sent a driver to pick her up, put her luggage in the trunk quickly, and Feng Mi sat in the back seat, and Uncle Bai, who was once the deputy of Mr. Bai, now the driver of the Bai family, took her all the way into the Bai family.

The car body passed through the outpost gatehouse, and into the eyes, there were still two retro low buildings with old red paint on the walls and green ivy. They climbed along the walls. On the balcony on the second floor, the ivy spread across the walls. The greenness was so beautiful.

The car stopped, Feng Mi got out, and the driver took out all her luggage.

A golden suitcase followed her around the world. Feng Mi takes her with her every time she goes out, and she has been using it for several years.

The luggage was not too much or too heavy, Feng Mi took the suitcase by herself and carried it into the main house.

Through the hall and the door, except for a few servants, they were all empty, and there was not even a voice.

Feng Mi went upstairs, and her guest room was in the second innermost room, which was her exclusive room in the Bai family.

After tidying up the luggage, I heard the sound of high heels and leather shoes kicking and stomping downstairs. Accompanied by the woman's sharp and high voice, I felt a little confused and Feng Mi pushed the door out.

Walking downstairs on the wooden floor, I happened to meet Zhao Ming, Ye, Tong Jiayuan's mother and daughter. Beside me are Mr. Bai and Aunt Qiao, and beside me is a middle-aged beauty.

When Feng Mi looked at the beautiful woman in confusion, the beautiful woman's phoenix eyes also glanced at her with interest. On her face that was nearly forty or fifty years old, her makeup was exquisite and gorgeous, and there was an indescribable charm lingering on her.

Feng Miwei shook her mind, and only heard the old man Bai's voice beside him, "Mimi, you are back!" As he said that, he pulled her over and looked up and down, for fear that she would lose a piece of meat.

"Yes, grandpa!" Although he was still curious about the identity of the beautiful woman, Feng Mi still let Old Master Bai pull her over and a bright smile appeared on her face.

"When did you come back?" Although he often called, Mr. Bai was still worried and would start asking questions.

"I just came back for a while, not long after." Due to the presence of outsiders, Feng Mi did not dare to be arrogant. She answered questions from Mr. Bai, showing the good qualities of a lady from a big family.

A group of six or seven people were followed by a servant next to the beautiful woman. The servant was carrying several gift bags in his hand, and two servants were also followed by Tong Jiayuan. The two servants had four hands, almost filled with gift bags and clothing bags of various colors. The joyful red and the word "happy" that was tying indicates that this was for marriage.

Mr. Bai is naturally not a day or two, but some people just can't stand it, and the sarcastic words followed, "Yo! Who am I talking about it? It turns out that my cousin is back!"

That sound of "cousin" is extremely ironic, but Tong Jiayuan's usual name is Feng.

Feng Mi has been away from City A for many years, and Tong Jiayuan almost often goes here. Although they are all young ladies, the common and uncommon things are always different. Therefore, Tong Jiayuan has always believed that she is the real daughter of the Bai family.

Hearing the sound, Old Master Bai's face darkened, patted Feng Mi's back of his hand, and raised his beard on his lips, but he didn't snorted. After all, there are outsiders here, so family scandals should not be exposed.

His eyes turned sideways, Feng Mi swept around Tong Jiayuan with an interesting gaze, raised her chin slightly, and glanced at the latter lightly, and the disdain in her eyes was visible.

"You--" Tong Jiayuan was about to have an attack, but with one hand, he pinched her back tightly and twisted it around hard.

Her face was so painful that she slightly sucked her face, and even her arrogant expression disappeared just now, presenting an extremely weak image.

The aggrieved eyes met Zhao Mingye's warning gaze, and he immediately withdrew his aggrieved in displeasure. He took a step back weakly, and never dared to say more.

The beautiful woman who took this scene to her eyes flashed slightly.

When the old man Bai's face cleared a little, the beautiful woman had already spoken, with a puzzled look in her words, "Old Bai, may I ask this person--" Zhao Qingli stepped forward with one hand, his words were very respectful, but his eyes fell on Feng Mi.

Frowning, Feng Mi stood there, blocking the group.

The beauty's unconcealed exploration gaze came faintly. Feng Mi always felt uncomfortable all over her body. Her eyes that seemed to be shooting like X-rays almost seemed to be dissecting her up and down inside and out to make it clear.

This gaze was not aggressive, but it made Feng Mi's hair creepy. Subconsciously, she took a small step back.

"Oh, ah?" Old Master Bai responded subconsciously, and then patted his forehead as if he was suddenly enlightened. "Look at my memory, I almost forgot!"

"Come on, Mimi!" As he said that, he pulled Feng Mi over and introduced with a laugh: "Qingli, let me introduce you to me. This is my granddaughter, Feng Mi!"

"You, just call her Mimi!"
Chapter completed!