Chapter 499

Through the flower window of the church, the sun is shining in her hair, and the singing of the choir comes to my ears. In the voice of children, I can see this face more beautiful than an angel.

She's beautiful.

The skin like snow is tender, like cherry blossoms in bud.

I think I may be in love with her.

I snap my fingers at Rhett next to me.

"Before the end of the week, I want to see her information."

Unexpectedly, Rhett, who has always been strict, said directly: "young master, she is Miss Jiang, the daughter of Dr. Jiang, who lives in Chinatown."

"My father's Chinese dentist?" I was slightly surprised, but not surprised.

No wonder she looks a little like that gentle middle-aged dentist.

"What about him?"

I stretched out my hand, seemingly languid place a little bit, she looked very dull around the young.

I have to say that I am very concerned about the sight that the teenager always stays on her.

"He is a distant relative of Dr. Jiang, surnamed Shen."

I curled my mouth and nodded that I knew.

Rhett, who always knew me, frowned at my smile.

The ordeal of the week finally ended, I followed the crowd, pretending to inadvertently rub to her side.

Just a skillful push and pull, the warm fragrant nephrite will be held in my arms in a moment.

It's a trick I'm used to. I never miss it.

I've put on a smile ahead of time.

However, my outstretched hand touched the firm arm of a young man.

The smile on the corner of my mouth became stiff gradually. I raised my eyes and looked at the young man's eyes full of vigilance.

When the four eyes touch each other, it seems that countless sparks burst out.

This is the first meeting of the three of us, it seems destined that the future will never eliminate the smell of gunpowder.

I don't know if I overestimate my charm or Shen Xirong is the one who gets in the way.

Compared with those women who never hesitated to take the bait before, Jiang Mingfei was too difficult to deal with.

My patience is exhausted, but I firmly believe that there is nothing in the world that my rothfeld heirs can't handle.

However, the most urgent task is to solve the problem of Shen Xirong first.

So I spent the afternoon looking over the information Rhett had sent me.

I really found the opportunity.

It turned out that Shen Xirong was not a distant relative at all, but a descendant of the former servant of the Chiang family.

It's just a servant. Tut, I turned my lips and told Rhett.

"Does Shen Xirong have any relatives or friends? It's said that the economic situation there is not very good. If someone wants to come and join him, he can help when he sneaks in. "

In the end, I also added: "girls are the best."

This is when Xue Ru Su appeared.

She was more capable than I expected, but with a little bit of improvement, she successfully climbed into Shen Xirong's boat.

I am very satisfied, at least before I see Mingfei's tears, I think so.

"It's not worth it for a man like him."

I look at the teardrops in Mingfei's eyes. It seems that there is a soft place in my heart, which is also wet by the tears.

I stretched out my hand and tried to brush it off for her, but she slapped it off.

"Xi Rong is my elder brother, not a man of Jian!"

Looking at her small beast like angry round eyes, I disdained to smile: "you are the Lord, he is a servant, not worthy of you, and we are suitable."

Mingfei's eyes were colder: "Mr. rosfield, you flatter me too much. I can't stand it."

She said, angrily shook off my hand and turned to go.

I was also angered by her, and I yelled in a cold voice, "stop! If you leave today, I promise that Shen Xirong and his lover will have no place in the whole Europe! "

I see Mingfei's body is stiff, and the smile in her eyes is more proud.

"Mingfei, where can they go when they leave here? Back home? Oh Are you not afraid of those people and liquidate them because of the Chiang family? "

"Yes, Shen Xirong is a tough man. Maybe he can hold on."

My smile became more insidious.

Mingfei finally turns around and stares at me and asks, "what do you want?"

"Marry me."

I blurted out, after that, even I had some differences.

When did this sentence begin to appear in my mind?

Is it every time I see her painlessly destroying the flowers I sent, or when I see her smiling at Shen Xirong from the bottom of her heart?That smile made me jealous.

I want to occupy this smile and become the exclusive object of this smile.

Mingfei listened but sneered: "change a condition, marry you, unless I die."

I was instantly angered, reached out, forcefully clamped her small thin chin.

"Well, I'll change the terms. Do you agree?"

She also looked at me reluctantly: "why don't you talk about it."

"Heirs," my expression became more gloomy: "I need your genes to create the perfect heirs for me."

I didn't miss the flash of disgust and horror in her eyes.

It makes me very satisfied.

Since can't become exclusive, so I don't mind, let this face, never see such a beautiful smile.

At that time, I was confident that I would never regret all the decisions I made.

But thirty years later, looking at the wordless stone tablet in front of me, I burst into tears.

Behind the sound of footsteps, I frown, turn around, see is at this moment I most don't want to see that face.

Shen Xirong's face also had the same hatred as mine.

"She tried to escape from you every day before she died, and she didn't want to be found by you after she died. For the sake of Bo Huai, you don't want to come here again."

Look! The old man is as annoying as he used to be. It's out of time for him to speak frankly.

"How did she die?" I'm holding down my anger.

"Anna was ill when the woman calculated Boyan. When the news of Boyan's death came, she was critically ill."

This guy It is clear that I have buried this lie for so long, but I still told it to me.

"What about the letters she left to Bo Huai?"

"She didn't want to let Bo Huai know that she was sad. She insisted on leaving those letters in those days when she was critically ill. She hoped that even if Bo Huai hated her, it was better than knowing that she had left."

Shen Xirong's voice is light and understated, but it makes my heart full of thousands of ants.

"Anna, you wretch I gritted my teeth to squeeze out these words, thinking of the woman in the hospital who was paralyzed on the bed like a corpse, but still angry.

Shen Xirong did not speak any more, but put the little lily in his hand in front of the tombstone.

The snow-white flower is like her pure smile.

I frowned and suddenly felt a sense of shame from the bottom of my heart.

I turned around.

Shen Xirong's voice suddenly came: "Bo Huai, he has published all the evidence. He is different from those people. You can be glad to know."

I didn't stay any longer. Before the flood of guilt and regret, I ran away.