Chapter 1132

"Who is he?"

Either yugai or Duanmu didn't break the window paper that made me feel a little bit safe. She opened her eyes slowly to wonder about the winter night and said: "it's a person who is very similar to Chunan. Well, it's really like"

her empty eyes filled with memories made my heart jump, Thought to myself, she helped me, really because of Zheng Yuqiu? Speaking of it, Zheng Yuqiu and I are not familiar with each other. Unlike min Rou, we have had so many intersections before. Even now, we meet every other five minutes. Every day, we have to make a Sao to disturb the phone or send an ambiguous message. She plays a joke that she doesn't hold back and intentionally leaves evidence of her misconduct in my cell phone. I scold her for her disrespect. I I don't pretend to be a gentleman. She's boring. I spray dirty words and don't need to cover up each other. I think what I can get along with in this way can be regarded as a friend. So between Zheng Yuqiu and I, we can't even call "friends", let alone friendship. It's a bit far fetched to take the only few reasons as a reason I haven't seen the living ink, but we are similar in appearance and Xingge, but it's a fact recognized by people who have seen him and know him well As has done for ink countless times!

Madame Duanmu will not be as immature as the young and autistic Murphy. She can neither see me and Murphy as the same person, nor can she absurdly transfer her feelings about Murphy to me. She is twice as naive as me. A woman who can make Murphy and tension not be underestimated will not be naive So fragile, so affectable, so, she brought me here to do what she had done for mo before. What's the intention?

I'm full of thoughts, but I don't forget to kick a little winter night below, implying that she will stop here. Don't get to the bottom of the matter any more. Sister tiger is a smart person. When seeing the change of Duanmu's eyes, I realize that I may step on thunder. So I heard Duanmu's perfunctory answer, and only "Oh" once, I bowed my head to drink tea and stopped talking.

Whether it's my little action or tiger sister's sudden curiosity, it's obvious that it can't be concealed from Duanmu's eyes. She looks at me with a smile, shakes her head with unknown meaning, sighs quietly, and asks a question that I think she will ask, but I didn't expect her to ask at this time, "tonight, you deliberately put Xiao Qiu's pigeons?"

For Zheng Yuqiu, I didn't admit that I stood her up on purpose and kept my dissatisfaction with her, that is to say, I was afraid of Duanmu's wife, so I left a back hand for this. Duanmu's wife obviously saw through this point, so she praised me for being "honest" with her before? Look at this meaning, she is determined to ask about the grudge between me and miss 3 and Miss Zheng I said vaguely.

"Ha ha, euphemism, I only know today, this word is actually a realm."

My friend was stupid. I didn't know whether it was a compliment or a derogation from Madame Duanmu's expression and tone. After listening to her tone, I didn't continue to ask the reason. Instead, I asked unexpectedly, "what did you both say on the phone?"

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

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

"I didn't say anything, but I explained to her the reason why I didn't make the appointment." I took a cool breath behind my head. Although I was a little too young compared with Madame Duanmu in terms of experience, cunning and city government, it's a good thing that I never lacked the big demon of her level, Jing old fox, smiling face tiger, who has been around with them for a long time and suffered a lot. My ability to observe and guard is naturally the same as R I have grown up, and gradually become crafty and suspicious, so I only said what I think can be said, not what I think can't be said later, which is still within the scope of "honesty" praised by Duanmu on the surface of the principle Jing.

"That's what you said to her. I want to know what she said to you." Madame Duanmu cleverly tore through the part that I had reserved in the scope of honesty, and also told me her understanding of Zheng Yuqiu. "Chu Nan, why do you think I brought you to this place?"

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

"you are dishonest," Mrs. Duanmu said with a smile: "even if Xiao Qiu didn't tell you anything, you will begin to doubt after I bring you here? Why should I help you? Is it really because of Xiaoqiu? Am I helping you or Feier? Is it because you're so much like him, or is Phil her daughter? Ha ha, the old lady of Jiang family has flown back from Vancouver. She knows that I'm standing with you and Phil. Can't I have never chewed the root of my tongue with you? Besides, it's not a secret that Zheng Xuedong was infatuated with Mo in those days. Otherwise, a rich lady who has a engagement with me, why does she keep a comfortable RI son? However, she left school to hang out with Mo Yi's tension, a group of disgusting poor boys? "Winter Xiaoye's hand shakes, and his tongue is hurt by hot tea. Chu Yuan's voice is even lighter. His eyes, which are just sleepy, are now wide and round. The former is surprised by Duanmu's straightforward, while the latter has always been almost paranoid about this story of dog blood. The first half is a similar hobby, and the second half is a small 38 Cell boiling of red fruit No one talks about my past. First, I've been away from Fengchang for a long time. There's no topic to talk about. Second, he's a good old man. He's well-known. Do you see the tension? Just imitating everywhere is enough to lay a foundation in Fengchang. How many grassroots employees like you in the company say bad things about them, regardless of the high-level people in the interest center? Or more people scold Mo Yi? Third, ha ha, although it's not a secret, I got married early when he got married. It's more than 20 years ago. How many people still remember that? " Madame Duanmu leaned forward, holding the teacup on the table with both hands, slowly turned it, and sighed softly, "I have become Madame Duanmu, and then I live in a shallow place, that is, the person I remember, who will mention it again?"

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

Perhaps realizing the solidity of the atmosphere, Madame Duanmu let Chu Yuan disappoint and changed the topic. She looked up and said with a smile, "when I was angry with the running water, did you see that? He has a bad relationship with Xiao Qiu. "

"Well," I said, "Miss Zheng said that she is close to Duanmu young master, so she doesn't get along with the elders and the younger generation"

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

I immediately blushed and smiled, "I didn't know her relationship with you at that time. It was just a joke."

"That child is not joking with everyone," Mrs. Duanmu said bitterly. "Don't say joking. I just want to see her show a smile. It's so hard for me."

"Why?" Winter night puzzling way: "age generation gap?" Although the age of this girl and her sister is not as different as that of Duanmu and Zheng Yuqiu, they are also ten years apart. The elder sister is like a mother. The elder sister who is ten years older is already so strong, brave, mature and great. Zheng Yuqiu not only does not look forward to Duanmu, but also is difficult to get along with her. It is unimaginable for winter night.

"It's nothing to do with age. I'm not a qualified elder sister or a qualified mother. Even as a woman, I'm also a failure. That's all." Mrs. Duanmu held up her tea cup, which made her eyes misty with the rising heat. "My parents had a daughter in the year of destiny. I didn't like Xiao Qiu very much, because she was a girl It's not that I have a patriarchal view "

" why is that?! "

"Why is that?!"

Chu Yuan and Dong Xiaoye asked in unison, but the former was skeptical and the latter was interrogative, so Dong Xiaoye stared at Duanmu's wife and Chu Yuan at me.

Dongxiaoye sister is the victim of the traditional idea that men are preferred over women, and Chu Yuan is not infrequent because her stepmother is partial to me and is spanked by her pants. However, this ungrateful girl seems to have forgotten that I have been taken care of by the old man's feather duster at least twice as many times as she has been spanked by her ass The feeling of success is no less than that of the old man's feather duster --

"because in the same year, Wu Xueqing also gave birth to a girl"

PS: finally home]