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Chapter 909 Old events of the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is also romantic 5

Chapter 909: Old events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 5

While talking, Tang Hanting looked at the people in front of her.

The girl wore a Western-style dress. The skirt was as soft as a cloud. Her hair was still stained with moisture. It was scattered behind her, with a strand falling on her collarbone. She was sitting leisurely on her palm-sized face.

Chatting with her on the couch.

Minggui, the kind of person who can only be pampered by a wealthy lady.

Chu Jinan held his chin carelessly: "You are talking about Liang Shangjun, right? He came to work at Beicheng No. 1 Hospital, and then he came back with me."

The director of Beicheng No. 1 Hospital is Chu Jinan’s father.

Of course Tang Hanting knew, she had seen the movie.

This second male lead is very complicated.

They chatted for a long time. Tang Hanting was good at coaxing people and almost always followed what Chu Jinan said, making the girl smile.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Tang Hanting took the initiative to ask: "You have returned to Beicheng, do you want to see Fourth Master Fu?"

Chu Jinan was so amused by the joke she told that he almost burst into tears. He felt very comfortable being smoothed over: "Yes."

Tang Hanting is Chu Jinan's friend, so it's not wrong to call her aunt, and the distance between her has been shortened, so it won't be as unfamiliar as calling her Mrs. Fu.

"Interesting things."

Who is Chu Jinan?

Chu Jinan waved his hand to her.

Of course... Tang Hanting never thought that sometimes, once something that does not belong to her is taken away, what she gets is not a blessing, but a greater curse.

Chu Jinan was leaning next to him, his eyes a little playful.

"Fu Rongheng has never liked the idea of ​​having people come to the Commander's Mansion."

After Chu Jinan left, the room fell silent for a moment. Tang Hanting immediately sat up and walked to the dressing table to rummage for something. Finally, in the deepest part of the drawer, she saw a dark red brocade box!

There were footsteps outside the door, and her heartbeat quickened. She quickly picked up the brocade box and opened it. Inside, half of a solemn and gentle jade pendant lay quietly.

At this time, Tang Hanting was still immersed in complacency.

She doesn't like it, so it's natural.

For example, replace Chu Jinan!

Tang Hanting felt like she had been stabbed in the heart again, and her eyes were filled with gloom.

Chu Jinan always clung to Fu Rongheng when he was a child. He grew up under Fu's mother's knees and was particularly close to her.

Chu Jinan tilted his head, and the fine hair on his side face was clearly visible under the light: "I don't like it."

Fu Rongheng will not be the only one in this life!

"Then Miss Tang, I won't give it away."

In the movie, Tang Hanting vaguely remembers that this jade pendant is extremely important to Fourth Master Fu and will definitely come in handy in the future.

Speaking of this, it was not good for Tang Hanting to stay any longer, so she had to say goodbye.

Ruoyouruowu's laughter overflowed into the night. The girl lowered her eyes and raised the corners of her red lips, showing nobility and arrogance.

For a long time, Fu's mother's mantra was, Rong Heng is not as good as you.

Fu's mother was not very interested and did not want to talk to outsiders: "I don't think much of it. Today is a reunion banquet specially for Chu Jin'an Yingfeng."

When Tang Hanting left Chu Mansion, she looked back.

Some people can get everything without doing anything, while some people have to do everything possible to get it.

Tang Hanting does not complain that the world is unfair, she will do whatever it takes to get what she wants.

"An'an, why are you laughing?"

The Chu family and the Fu family are family friends. After learning that Chu Jinan was back, Fu Rongheng's parents made an appointment to have dinner at the Chu mansion.

The dinner was very harmonious. Father Chu and Father Fu were the director of a large hospital and the commander of a military region. One was elegant and easy-going, and the other was decisive and deep. They drank wine and talked about national affairs.

Chu Jinan looked at her playfully.

Relying on the prophet in the movie, Tang Hanting immediately put away the brocade box, then found an excuse to leave and asked the maid to tell her, her heartbeat was still pounding.

Tang Hanting narrowed her eyes, and there was a trace of cruelty in her eyes. She remembered that in the movie, Fu Rongheng ranked fourth in the Fu family, and Fu Jingze was the son of the eighth aunt, ranking sixth.

"This is the first time we met, I didn't expect you to be so young." Tang Hanting smiled, the sweat on her palms was dried by the wind, and the brocade box was hidden, becoming a secret that no one noticed, and the shadow spread in the shadows, "Auntie, are you interested in movies on weekdays?

?”

I didn’t expect that the real person was a little bit worse than the one in the camera.

If she could get closer to Fu's mother and want to enter the Commander's Mansion in the future, why would she need Chu Jin'an?

Tang Hanting crossed Chu Jin'an, nodded generously to Fu's mother, and introduced herself: "Hello, aunt, my name is Tang Hanting, and I am Jin'an's friend."

"I haven't seen what the Commander's Mansion is like. Can I go with you to have a better experience?"

Tang Hanting paused for a moment, but still didn't want to give up this opportunity: "I understand, I just want to stroll around the Commander's Mansion, and I will never disturb you."

Then I felt that the person in front of me looked familiar. I paused for three to five seconds and then I remembered that she was a popular female movie star. When she had nothing to do, she had gone to the cinema to watch Tang Hanting's play.

What's more, they have no relationship at all now, neither a marriage nor a name for each other!

It's a pity that Chu Jinan didn't know the goods, so it belonged to her.

"What a pity." Chu Jinan breathed out, then changed the subject.

Tang Hanting's palms immediately became sweaty and she hid the brocade box quietly. It was both a risk and an opportunity.

Mother Fu slowly raised her eyes, her face was slightly pale, and she nodded politely, "Hello."

Under the nine-curved verandah, a slender figure holds the arm of an elder, her skirt dances lightly in the night, chatting and laughing with others, showing her innate nobility.

But Tang Hanting was very sophisticated, and even though she was being looked at like this, her face didn't show any flaws, and her red lips curved in a charming way: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"There is something else." Tang Hanting looked at the intimate scene between the two in front of her, recognized Fu's mother, and her mind went around.

What Tang Hanting didn't expect was that as soon as she reached the corner of the verandah, she bumped into Chu Jin'an and a noble lady. The lady's eyes were dignified and distinguished. When she wasn't smiling, she was distant and talked to Chu Jin'an in a low voice.

Talking.

The girl's eyes are clean and clear, glowing with a warm amber color under the afterglow of dusk. Looking at the person with such a half-smile but not a smile at the moment, it makes people feel that their thoughts have nowhere to hide.

Seeing Tang Hanting in a hurry, Chu Jinan asked, "Are you going back?"

It was getting dark and Chu Jinan wanted to have dinner. Tang Hanting said that she was on a diet for the movie and just waited for her in the bedroom.

The last ray of light in the sky dimmed, and night enveloped the North City. The verandahs were dim, and the cool night flowed on the woman's cheongsam, outlining the outline of a peony flower.

Fu Jingze is a man who is rotten to the core. He has a unique philandering and decadent attitude. He is addicted to women and plays songs every night.

Chu Jinan went back to his room at night and put a magnolia flower folded outside into an antique porcelain vase. His eyes inadvertently glanced at the dressing table. In the dim light, a slender chestnut hair hung on it.

Chu Jinan frowned.

The night was cold, the cool breeze was blowing, and magnolia petals fell all over the courtyard...

It also swept away many things that were not noticed, and reappeared in a certain corner.
Chapter completed!
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