"who is he?"

Whether it was trying to cover up or tacitly, Mrs. Duanmu did not break the window paper that made me feel a little safe. She was curious about Dong Xiaoye, and slowly opened her eyes, she just stared at me in a daze and said, "It's a person who looks very similar to Chu Nan, well, very similar, really..."

Her empty eyes filled with memories made me feel like I was thinking, is it because of Zheng Yuqiu? Speaking of which, Zheng Yuqiu and I are not familiar with each other, unlike Min Rou, who had so many interactions before, and even now they meet every day, they are inevitably harassed calls or send ambiguous text messages every day. She makes jokes about not being ladies and not being reserved, deliberately leaving evidence of my behavior and her in my phone. I cursed her at her... She doesn't act arrogantly, I don't pretend to be gentleman, she is bored, I swear, and there is no need to hide from each other. I think that those who can get along like this can be considered friends, so Zheng Yuqiu and I can't even call "friends", let alone friendship. It's too far-fetched to use the only few encounters as a reason...

Looking back on the reason why Murphy was once attached to me, I couldn't help but stand up - I have never seen Mo Yiru alive, but we are all similar in appearance and personality, but we have seen him and are recognized by people who are familiar with him...

The moment I looked at Mrs. Duanmu, the strange radiance flashed in her eyes made me suddenly feel that she brought me to this place just to let me sit here, make me a cup of tea, and order a stove of sandalwood... Just like I have done it for Mo Yiran countless times!

Naturally, Mrs. Duanmu would not be as immature as the young and autistic Murphy. She could not regard me and Mo Yiran as the same person, nor could she absurdly transfer her feelings for Mo Yiran to me, a young boy. She would not be so naive and naive as twice as much as mine in life. A woman who can make Mo Yizhi and Zhang Li dare not underestimate her will not be so fragile and pretentious... So, what is the purpose of her bringing me here to do what she did for Mo Yiran before?

I was thinking a lot, but I didn't forget to kick Dong Xiaoye down, suggesting that she would stop asking questions. Sister Hu was a clever person. When she saw that Mrs. Duanmu's eyes had changed, she realized that she might have stepped on a thunder. So after hearing Mrs. Duanmu's perfunctory answer, she just said "Oh", then lowered her head to drink tea, and stopped talking.

Whether it was my little moves or Sister Hu's curiosity that disappeared too suddenly, it was obviously impossible to hide it from Mrs. Duanmu's eyes. She looked at me with a smile, shook her head with unknown meaning, sighed quietly, and asked a question I thought she would ask, but she didn't expect her to ask at this time, "Did you deliberately put Xiaoqiu's pigeon tonight?"

To Zheng Yuqiu, I didn't admit that I deliberately let her go, and retained my dissatisfaction with her, just to worry about Mrs. Duanmu, so I left a backup plan for this. Mrs. Duanmu obviously saw through this point, so I praised me for being "really honest" to her, right? Judging from this, she was determined to ask about the grudge between me and Miss Zheng, and Miss Zheng...

"It was intentional, but it was quite tactful." I said vaguely.

"Haha, tactful, I only realized today that this word is actually a state of mind."

My buddy was dull and didn't hear whether this sentence was praise or criticism from Mrs. Duanmu's expression and tone. She just changed her tone and did not continue to ask why. Instead, she 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 her speech and increasing the pronunciation of each word.

"I didn't say anything, just explained to her why I couldn't go to the appointment..." I was in a chill. Although I was too young compared to Mrs. Duanmu, fortunately, I have never lacked a big fairy of her level by my side. After dealing with them for a long time, I suffered a lot of losses. The ability to observe and guard naturally grew day by day, and gradually became cunning and suspicious. So I only said what I thought I could say, and I didn't say what I thought I could say later. This was still within the range of "honest" that Mrs. Duanmu praised and warned.

"This is what you told her. I want to know what she said to you," Mrs. Duanmu cleverly exposed the part I had reserved within the scope of honesty, and also told me her understanding of Zheng Yuqiu. "Chu Nan, why do you think, why did I bring you to this place?"

I didn't dare to wipe the sweat from my forehead, "I don't know..."

"You are dishonest," Mrs. Duanmu smiled and said, "Even if Xiaoqiu hasn't told you anything, after I brought you here, you will start to doubt it, right? Why should I help you? Is it really because of Xiaoqiu? Am I helping you or Fei'er? Is it because you look too much like him, or because Fei'er is her daughter? Haha, the old lady of the Jiang family flew back from Vancouver, knowing that I am standing with you and Fei'er, it's impossible for me to have a tongue root with you? Besides, Zheng Xuedong was obsessed with Mo Yi'er back then, it was not a secret. Otherwise, why would I have a comfortable life, as a rich lady with a marriage contract? But, I went to hang out with Mo Yizhi and others, the nauseating poor boys?"

Dong Xiaoye's hand shook, and his tongue was burned by hot tea. Chu Yuan exhaled even more. His eyes, which were sleepy just now, were now wide open. The former was surprised by Mrs. Duanmu's straightforwardness, while the latter had always had an almost paranoid interest in this bloody plot. Half was like a hobby, and half was the naked little girl cell boiling...

"The reason why no one talks about my past is that I have left Feng Chang for too long and there is no topic to discuss. Secondly, he is a good man with a reputation. Have you seen Zhang Li? But imitating everywhere is enough to lay a foundation for Feng Chang. Putting aside the senior executives of the interest center, how many grassroots employees in the company who are like you say bad things about him? Or more people scold Mo Yizhi? Third, hehe, although it is not a secret, he married early and I married early. It was more than 20 years ago. How many people remember it?" Mrs. Duanmu leaned forward, holding the teacup on the table with both hands, slowly turned, and sighed softly: "After becoming Mrs. Duanmu, I have lived a simple and easy-to-understand way. Is he the one 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 contained therein.

Perhaps because he realized the solidification of the atmosphere, Mrs. Duanmu changed the subject in disappointment, looked up and smiled, "Did you see it when I got angry with the flowing water just now? His relationship with Xiaoqiu is very bad."

"Well," I said, "Miss Zheng said that she is similar to Master Duanmu, so she doesn't get along like elders and juniors..."

"Miss Zheng," Mrs. Duanmu said, "Didn't you call her 'little sister'?"

I suddenly turned red and said with a dry smile: "I didn't know her relationship with you at that time, it was just a nonsense joke."

"That child is not joking with everyone," Mrs. Duanmu said bitterly: "Stop joking. It's hard for me to see her smile."

"Why?" Dong Xiaoye said puzzled: "The age gap?" Although the age of this girl and her sister are not as different as that of Mrs. Duanmu and Zheng Yuqiu, they are also ten years apart. The eldest sister is like her mother, and her sister, who is ten years older than her, is already so strong, brave, so mature and great. Zheng Yuqiu not only does not look forward to Mrs. Duanmu, but also makes it difficult to get along with her. For Dong Xiaoye, it is simply unimaginable.

"It has nothing to do with age. I am not a qualified sister or a qualified mother. Even as a woman, I have failed so much, that's all," Mrs. Duanmu held up the teacup, and the heat rose, making her eyes foggy. "My parents unexpectedly got a daughter in their destiny and gave birth to Xiaoqiu. I don't like her because she is a girl, so I don't have any idea of ​​favoring boys over girls..."

"Why?!"

"Why?!"

Chu Yuan and Dong Xiaoye questioned in unison, but the former was suspicious and the latter was questioning, so Dong Xiaoye was glaring at Mrs. Duanmu, and Chu Yuan was glaring at me.

Sister Dong Xiaoye is the victim of the traditional concept of favoring boys over girls, and Chu Yuan has been spanked with pants because of her stepmother's partiality towards me. However, this stinky girl seems to have forgotten that because of her unreasonable acts and complaints, I was taken care of by the old man's feather duster at least twice as many times as her ass slapped in the butt...

The striking feeling caused to me by Mrs. Duanmu's answer 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...】
Chapter completed!