Feng moye was not in a hurry. The waiter came up with the dishes, then took a large bunch of roses and put them on the table.
He raised his eyebrows at Cheng ran: "why don't you eat first?"
Cheng ran didn't have this idea. Her eyes were more serious and serious than ever: "I want to know now."
Feng moye puts Cheng Ran's favorite dish into her bowl.
"I investigated your whereabouts that day and learned that you were in danger. Ordinary people certainly couldn't. I had to contact some special talents for the time being and gave them a high price."
Cheng ran could tell that Feng moye still didn't tell her the truth. He didn't mention anything about the United China organization. In fact, she didn't dare to ask too directly. After all, she had secrets she couldn't tell.
Some things can only be investigated secretly, but we can understand a little bit.
"What's the matter with that pattern on you?"
She remembered clearly that it was definitely the pattern of the United China organization. She had seen it on the other side during an operation before.
Feng moye didn't expect Cheng ran to be so careful. He even saw the tattoos on his body and thought he had inquired.
However, he always believes in mutual honesty. It's no use being honest with one person. It takes two people to be honest.
And he always felt that there were too many secrets about his wife, which could not be made clear by one or two points.
He meditated for a moment before slowly opening his mouth.
"You should recognize this pattern and think of some, but dear wife, why do you know?"
When Cheng ran hears the speech, his heart seems to miss a beat. Feng moye is doubting her. This man is really not an ordinary smart man, let alone a passive person.
It's clear that she's doubting him. Now it's all right to lead the doubt to herself again.
She has never met such a situation before, which is equivalent to lifting a stone and hitting her own foot. Feng moye means that if you want to ask my secret again, you have to show your cards first.
But if she let Feng moye know her identity, it would not only be of no benefit to herself and the people around her, but even affect himself.
The scene became a little difficult to clean up.
Cheng ran stretched out his hand, pulled the broken hair behind his ears, and fell into meditation. This kind of question can't be avoided, but it can't be answered. Isn't it easier for him to doubt.
Besides, how did she feel that some of the information Feng moye communicated with her was dispensable. The key point was that he didn't mention it at all. He played with her here.
Then she really can only accompany to the end.
At the thought of this, the burden in her heart was completely gone, her posture was relaxed, there was no pressure, and even the seriousness on her face became relaxed, but the aura was still there.
"Let me tell you, I did participate in professional competitions before. The professional player you thought with Feng Yanfei was me."
She also learned from him and said something unimportant. Isn't she honest anyway? What she said is true.
Feng moye couldn't see it. The girl began to deceive him and probably saw his tricks. Sometimes, although she thought it was easy to talk to smart people, they were all right. If they began to compete and become hostile, it would be very troublesome.
It seems that there is no progress today. It's better to check it yourself, but what he can guarantee is that no matter what happens, he will stand in front of her and become her strongest backing.
Feng moye lowered his head and sneered: "well, I can see that Yanfei worships you too much."
Cheng ran unexpectedly picked Xiumei: "aren't you surprised?"
Feng moye reaches out and rubs her head. The fundus of his eyes is partial.
"What's so surprising? Isn't it normal for my wife to be excellent?"
Can he seal moye's wife?
Cheng ran was caught off guard and praised by him again.
Both of them consciously ended the dialogue just now. At least so far, no one is willing to show their cards. Maybe there are difficulties to hide, or the relationship has not reached the time when they can share secrets with each other.
Feng moye pointed to the rose in front of him: "look what's inside."
Cheng ran found that there was a vortex in the rose, as if there was something hidden. She reached out and took out an exquisite velvet box. Just looking at the outer package, she could feel that the price was very high.
She opened it and there lay a shining diamond ring. Cheng Ran's heart was melted by him again.
"Why do you give me a ring?"
"You're my wife. Although we didn't hold a wedding, these ceremonies should still be there. Put on the ring, and you'll be the one who sealed Mo Ye. No one else can covet it."
If he could, he would rather hide Cheng ran. He would like to enjoy it alone every day.
Cheng ran said casually, "are you too overbearing?"
"Only those who love will do so, so you should be mentally prepared."
Feng moye is reminding her and telling her in disguise how possessive she is. He won't agree whether she wants to escape or what she wants in the future.
Cheng Ran is now filled with sorrow and joy. Her heart is becoming more and more complex and heavy. She never had these emotions before, because she expected the results before doing everything, which can be within her tolerance.
Just now, because the man who suddenly broke into her life has changed her original track and disrupted all her plans.
If she accepted the ring, she would have promised him.
"Can I not accept it?"
Feng moye shook his head: "No."
A determined tone.
Cheng ran knew that she couldn't escape. It was the first time she saw such an unreasonable and overbearing man. If she were someone else, she might hit the flowers directly in his face.
But the man in front of him, although he spoke to her in the most overbearing tone, could not produce any disgust, and there would be a trace of joy in his heart.
Well, he has disrupted her plan, and she can only look at it step by step in the future.
She held out her hand and raised a rare smile on her delicate and beautiful facial features.
"Then trouble my husband to put it on myself."
Seal the eye corner of Lin's eyebrows, and instantly smile. Gently lift up the running hand, and slowly insert the ring.
The waiters around looked at it with envy and applause.
"I'm so envious. They really match each other."
"Yes, and I love this girl's cool temperament."
"Sure enough, excellent people don't belong to us. We can only watch."
The two had a good meal. At the end of the meal, Cheng ran received a message from Liang Yifan.
She didn't want to see it at first. The main reason is that Liang Yifan affects people's mood too much.
But the content inside made her hesitate.
The contents are as follows.
[Feng moye has an unusual relationship with Lianhua. It is likely that he is the head of Lianhua.]
The news was a bolt from the blue for Cheng ran.