Chapter 1132

"Who is he?"

Either Yu Gai or tacitly, Madame Duanmu didn't pierce the window paper that made me feel a little bit safe. She was curious about the winter night. She opened her eyes slowly and looked at me in a daze and said, "it's a person who is very similar to Chunan. Well, it's very much like it."

her empty eyes filled with memories made my heart jump, Secretly thought, she helped me, really because of Zheng Yuqiu? Speaking of it, Zheng Yuqiu and I are not familiar, unlike min Rou, there were so many intersections before. Even now, we have to meet each other from time to time. Every day, we have to make a Sao to disturb the phone or send an ambiguous text message. She played some unruly women, not reserved, but deliberately left me and her misconduct evidence in my mobile phone. I scolded her for her bad manners I don't pretend to be a gentleman. She's boring. I don't need to cover up between us. I think we can only be friends if we can get along like this. Therefore, Zheng Yuqiu and I can't even be called "friends", let alone friendship. It's too far fetched to take the only few ties as an excuse.

looking back on the reason why Murphy once attached to me, I can't help but stand up We have never seen a living ink, but we all have seven or eight points of similarity in terms of appearance and Xing, but it is a fact recognized by people who have met him and are familiar with him.

in the moment of looking at Madame Duanmu, the strange color in her eyes suddenly made me feel that she just wanted me to sit here, give me a cup of tea and light a stove of sandalwood As has been done for ink countless times!

Naturally, Madame Duanmu is not as immature as Murphy, who is young and autistic. She can neither regard me and Mo as the same person, nor can she transfer her feelings towards Mo to me, a hairy boy. Her life experience is twice as much as mine. She is not naive to such an extent. A woman who can make Mo Yizhi and his tension dare not underestimate So fragile and pretentious, what is the purpose of her bringing me here to do the same thing for Mo?

My mind turned a hundred times, but I didn't forget to kick dongxiaoye at the bottom, implying that she would stop here. Don't get to the bottom of the matter. Sister tiger is a smart person. When she saw Mrs. Duanmu's eyes changed, she realized that she might have stepped on thunder. After hearing Mrs. Duanmu's perfunctory reply, she only "Oh" and drank tea, no more words.

Whether it was my small movements or sister tiger's sudden curiosity, it was obvious that they could not be concealed from Mrs. Duanmu's eyes. She looked at me with a smile, shook her head in a vague sense, sighed in a faint voice, and asked a question that I thought she would ask, but did not expect her to ask at this time, "are you deliberately putting Xiao Qiu's pigeon up tonight?"

As for Zheng Yuqiu, I didn't admit that I deliberately stood her up and kept my dissatisfaction with her. She was worried about Madame Duanmu and left a backhand for this. Obviously, Madame Duanmu saw through this point, so she praised me for being "honest" with her? Look at this meaning, she is determined to ask about the gratitude and resentment between me and miss three and Miss Zheng I said vaguely.

"Ha ha, tactful, I just know today, this word is actually a kind of realm."

My friend was stupid, but he didn't know whether this sentence was commendatory or derogatory from Madame Duanmu's expression and tone. He only listened to her tone and did not continue to ask the reason, but unexpectedly asked, "what did you two say on the phone?"

"Ah?" I didn't respond for a moment.

"What did you two say on the phone?" Mrs. Duanmu repeated, slowing down the speed of her speech and increasing the pronunciation of each word.

"I didn't say anything, but I explained to her why I didn't make the appointment." I had a chill in the back of my head. Although I was a little too young in terms of experience, cunning and Chengfu, compared with Madame Duanmu, fortunately, I never lacked her level of big demon Jing old fox and smiling face tiger. I have been dealing with them for a long time, and I have suffered a lot. Therefore, the ability of observation and prevention is naturally similar to that of R As I grew, I became more and more cunning and suspicious. So I only said what I thought I could say, but not what I thought could not be said. This is still within the scope of "honesty" that Madame Duanmu praised on the surface, but Jing told me.

"This is what you said to her. I want to know what she said to you," Mrs. Duanmu skillfully debunked the part I reserved in the scope of honesty, and also told me her understanding of Zheng Yuqiu. "Chunan, why do you think I brought you to this place?"

I dare not wipe the sweat on my forehead. "I don't know"

"you are dishonest," Mrs. Duanmu said with a smile: "even if Xiaoqiu didn't say anything to you, after I brought you here, you will begin to doubt it in your heart? Why should I help you? Is it really because of Xiaoqiu? Am I helping you or Phil? Is it because you look so much like him, or is it because Phil is her daughter? Hehe, the old lady of the Jiang family has come back from Vancouver. She knows that I'm on your side with Phil. It's impossible that she hasn't chewed the root of her tongue with you? Besides, it's no secret that Zheng Xuedong was infatuated with Mo at that time. Otherwise, as a rich lady with a engagement, why should I put on a comfortable RI son? However, I'd like to go out and mingle with Mo Yizhi, a group of disgusting poor boysDong Xiaoye's hands trembled and her tongue was scalded by hot tea. Chu Yuan's eyes, which had just been drowsy, were still breathing softly. The former was surprised at Madame Duanmu's straightforwardness, while the latter always had an almost paranoid interest in this kind of dog blood plot. One part was a hobby of drawing materials, and the other was the boiling of red fruit's small 38 cells As no one talks about my past, one is that I have been away from Fengchang for a long time, and there is no topic to discuss. Secondly, it is the same. He is a good old man, well-known. Do you see the tension? It's enough to lay a foundation in Fengchang just by imitating it everywhere. Apart from the high-level people in the interest center, how many grass-roots employees like you speak ill of him? Or are there more people who scold Mo? Third, ha ha, although it's not a secret, he got married early and I got married early. It happened more than 20 years ago. How many people still remember? " Madame Duanmu leaned forward, holding the tea cup on the table with both hands, turning slowly, and sighing in a low voice: "after I became Madame Duanmu, I lived in a shallow place, and I was the one who remembered. Who would mention it again?"

I don't know how many stories there are in that sigh, but I can feel the complexity and heaviness contained in it.

Perhaps aware of the solidification of the atmosphere, Mrs. Duanmu disappointedly changed the topic of Chu Yuan, raised her head and said with a smile: "just now when I was angry with the running water, did you see it? He has a bad relationship with Xiao Qiu. "

"Well," I said, "Miss Zheng said that she and Duanmu master are similar in age, so they don't get along with each other like the elders and the younger generation"

"Miss Zheng," Duanmu's playful taste: "don't you call her" little sister "

I immediately burned red face, dry smile way: "at that time, I did not know her relationship with you, it was purely a joke."

"That child is not joking with everyone," Mrs. Duanmu said bitterly, "don't be joking. I just want to see her smile. It's as hard as heaven."

"Why?" "The generation gap of age?" dongxiaoye puzzled Although the age difference between this girl and her sister is not as great as that of Madame Duanmu and Zheng Yuqiu, they are also ten years different. The elder sister is like a mother, and the elder sister who is ten years older is already so strong, brave, mature and great. Zheng Yuqiu does not look forward to Madame Duanmu, and she is difficult to get along with. It is unthinkable for dongxiaoye.

"It has nothing to do with my age. I'm not a qualified sister or a qualified mother. Even as a woman, I'm also a failure. That's all," said Madame Duanmu, holding up her tea cup, and her eyes were misty. "My parents got a girl in the year of destiny and gave birth to Xiaoqiu. I don't like it very much because she is a girl It's not that I have the idea of valuing men over women "

" why is that? "

"Why is that?"

Chu Yuan and Dong Xiaoye asked with one voice, but the former was doubt, the latter was questioning, so Dong Xiaoye was staring at Madame Duanmu, and Chu Yuan was staring at me.

Dongxiaoye's sisters are the victims of the traditional concept of son preference, and Chu Yuan has been spanked because of her stepmother's favoritism towards me. However, this heartless girl seems to have forgotten. Because of her unreasonable behavior and accusation, I have been taken care of by the old man's feather duster at least twice as many times as she has been slapped on the buttocks "Because in the same year, Wu Xueqing also gave birth to a girl"

[PS: finally went home]

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