Chen Fuyu laughed at himself: "it's hard to say, how can you come to such a place? How old are you? "
Zhang Luyao's mother and Chen Fuyu's mother are good friends in the circle. They met each other abroad. At that time, Zhang Luyao was still a child of thirteen or fourteen years old, and Chen Fuyu was twenty years old. So in Chen Fuyu's eyes, Zhang Luyao's mixed baby face still makes her feel that she is not an adult.
"Sister Fuyu, you forget. I'm nineteen years old this year. I've been an adult for a long time." Zhang Luyao immediately laughed.
"Oh, yes, time flies. You're nineteen." Chen Fuyu couldn't help but sigh, and his heart was infinitely sad.
"Sister Fuyu, why are you drinking alone here? Are you in a bad mood? I'll have two drinks with you. "Zhang Luyao immediately snapped his fingers. The bartender was very familiar with her and gave her her favorite cocktail.
"I'm lovelorn." Chen Fuyu fell on the table and suddenly cried out. The grievances in her heart were driven by alcohol, so that she no longer pressed her back.
"It's such a coincidence that I'm lovelorn, too." As soon as Zhang Luyao heard this, he immediately found the feeling of sympathy for each other.
Chen Fuyu raised his head and said to himself, "it doesn't matter that you are so young and lovelorn. There must be many people who will like you. I'm not young anymore. The person I'm waiting for has been taken away by other women."
"If you take it away, take it back? I'm going to take him back now. I'm not willing to admit defeat like this. "Zhang Luyao is really too young, and his words are frivolous.
"I don't have the courage. He likes that woman, not me." Chen Fuyu laughs at himself, and has self-knowledge.
Zhang Luyao listened and suddenly felt sad: "why don't the men we like like like us? We're not bad. "
"The first person I like is so good. Who else can I like in the future? Who can be better than him? "Chen Fuyu murmured pessimistically.
"Sister Fuyu, who do you like? I'm really curious." Zhang Luyao asked immediately.
Chen Fuyu smiled and shook his head. He didn't want to say it.
Zhang Luyao had no choice but to stop asking. "Forget it. If you don't want to tell me, I won't ask. Today's my treat."
Chen Fuyu doesn't want to say it. She doesn't dare to say it. Although she hates Ling Mofeng for abandoning her, she doesn't want to hurt him because she loves him. The dead man is Lan Yanxi.
Zhang Luyao was wearing a very sexy tight suit. Her young and delicate figure attracted the attention of the surrounding men.
After drinking a few glasses of wine, Chen Fuyu left a few pieces of cash. She found that she still couldn't integrate into everything here. Her heart, like withered plants, would never meet spring again.
Zhang Luyao danced back and found that Chen Fuyu had left. However, the bartender stopped her: "Miss Zhang, do you know the beauty just now?"
"Yeah, why?" Zhang Luyao shrugged.
"Oh, she left her phone behind. If you know her, you can take care of it. Please return it to her," the bartender said with a smile.
Zhang Luyao reached for it and said, "OK, thank you."
Zhang Luyao took her mobile phone and lit the screen subconsciously. Suddenly, she saw a screen photo of a man with his hands on the podium.
Zhang Luyao opened her eyes in surprise and finally solved her inner curiosity. The person Chen Fuyu liked was Ling Mofeng, who had just been elected as the president.
"It's really good." Zhang Luyao has to admire Chen Fuyu. The man she chooses is really outstanding.
Zhang Luyao plays with Chen Fuyu's mobile phone. She suddenly wants to see if there is any secret in Chen Fuyu's mobile phone.
She looked around and suddenly walked quickly to the bathroom. She turned on her mobile phone and found that it was not locked. She was even more surprised.
What happened to Chen Fuyu? She didn't even get a lock screen for such important information.
Zhang Luyao is sweating in the palm of her mobile phone, as if she is peeping at other people's secrets, which makes her nervous and excited.
This mobile phone is not a popular phone in recent years, but an old mobile phone with a sense of age.
Zhang Luyao can't help but dislike it. Who still uses this kind of mobile phone now? It feels like Chen Fuyu is not a person of this era.
Zhang Luyao opened the album directly. She found that there was a time period in the album. In the past one or two years, her album was blank. The only one was the photo of Ling Mofeng's speech that she didn't know where to download, which was the one used as a screensaver.
"What has sister Fuyu experienced? Why has her hand been blank for more than two years? "Zhang Luyao was very surprised, but she continued to look down. Suddenly, her hand couldn't help but stop. Her pupils couldn't help but widen.
She saw a familiar figure in Chen Fuyu's photo three years ago.
It's Ling wennuan.
They sat together in a beautiful garden. Ling wennuan leaned against Chen Fuyu and smiled brilliantly. Moreover, on the other side of their table, there was a calm and handsome man. The man didn't look at the camera, but held a cup of coffee and a magazine in his hand.
Even if the man didn't have a frontal photo, Zhang Luyao still recognized him. He was Ling Mofeng, today's president.
"How does sister Fuyu know Ling Nuan? Besides, how can Ling Mofeng be with them? "Zhang Luyao's brain turned quickly. Suddenly, she shivered out of a cold sweat:" Ling Nuan and Ling Mofeng have the same surname. I heard that Ling Mofeng has a sister. It's very mysterious. No one knows who she is or her age and name. Is Ling Nuan the sister of Ling Mofeng?
Zhang Luyao guessed, and then she confirmed her guess, because she saw the next group of photos. Ling Mo Feng had a photo of carrying Ling Nuan on his back. Although there was no similarity in facial features between the two people, how could there be such an intimate photo unless they were brothers and sisters?
"Damn Ling wennuan. I said how could she be so rampant? It turned out that there was such a big backer behind her." Zhang Luyao clenched her fist with hatred. She really hated Ling Nuan. Therefore, when she knew her real identity, Zhang Luyao not only hated, but also had more jealousy.
Ling wennuan is Ling Mofeng's sister. How can Mu Wei Cheng like her? His uncle is the former president. Moreover, he was sent to court by Ling Mofeng himself. Now he is still locked in. He is at the age of white hair, but he still has to bear the disaster of prison. Does Mu Wei Cheng really not hate Ling Mofeng at all?
Zhang Luyao's brain turned quickly, trying to figure out the complicated relationship, but at this time, the mobile phone in her hand vibrated.
Zhang Luyao quickly closed the album and answered it in his ear.
"Luyao, is my mobile phone with you? Where are you? " It's Chen Fuyu. After she found that her mobile phone was missing, she came back to the bar to find it. The bartender told her to give it to Zhang Luyao, so she borrowed her mobile phone to call her.
Zhang Luyao was a little guilty, but he still replied with a smile, "I'm in the bathroom now, sister Fuyu. Your mobile phone is really here with me."
"OK, I'll come!" Chen Fuyu immediately hung up and walked directly to the bathroom.
Zhang Luyao quickly pushed the door out of the lattice and ran into Chen Fuyu. She pretended to have just taken out her mobile phone from her bag and handed it to her: "sister Fuyu, I'm really worried about how to contact you. Fortunately, you called."
"Thank you. I'll go first." Chen Fuyu took his mobile phone, turned around and left.
Zhang Luyao actually wanted to ask her to confirm the relationship between Ling Mofeng and Ling Nuan, but after careful consideration, he was afraid that Chen Fuyu would be angry that she had peeped at her mobile phone, so he could only bear not to ask.
I didn't know where Ling wennuan came from before. Now I know. Zhang Luyao is inevitably a little upset. If Ling wennuan is just the daughter of an ordinary businessman, she can drive her out of school in minutes. But now when she knows that she is the sister of the president, she can't find any way to deal with her for a while.
"Ling wennuan, I don't care who you are. You are Ling Mofeng's sister. Just in time, I don't believe that Mu Wei Cheng can continue to like you." Zhang Luyao sneers and feels that he must be helping her when he finds this big secret.
Ling wennuan's body was cold for no reason. She sneezed. She couldn't help rubbing her nose: "who misses me? It must be him. "
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