Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 39 Raw and Cooked Rice 3
I thought about it, but couldn't help but ask, "Where's that old man?"

Fang Zisu couldn't react for a while, and stared: "Old man?"

I reminded her: "That old guy named Deng Haoran."

"Old guy?" Fang Zisu couldn't laugh or cry, she took off her big black pants, and gave me a look: "Su Lala, don't talk nonsense, please? Mr. Deng is in his prime, how old is he?"

I curled my lips: "A 55-year-old man, isn't he an old guy?"

Fang Zisu was surprised: "Mr. Deng is 55 years old? No way? He looks like he is only about 45 years old." She couldn't believe it: "Lala, how do you know Mr. Deng is 55 years old?"

I blink.

Of course I couldn't tell her how I knew Deng Haoran was 55 years old, I hesitated for a while, and then said: "Uh, that's the gossip... I heard it from the gossip."

Fang Zisu lay lazily on the back of the chair: "I don't care how old he is. Whether it's 45, 55, or 65, I don't care." After a pause, she said again: "Lala , don’t you think that Deng is always a very attractive man? Even if he casually stands in the crowd, he stands out from the crowd and is completely different from all men.”

I hummed: "What's the difference? Is there an eye missing? Or an extra nose?"

Fang Zisu thought for a while: "He has a kingly demeanor, every move, every gesture, every word and deed, all reveal the self-confidence and domineering power of a successful career, and have a terrifying power."

"Bah, what a kingly demeanor!" I said in a mean tone, very disdainful: "Deng Haoran -- as soon as you hear this name, you know that he is definitely not a gentleman. The name is not literary, and the person is even more unbearable. Seeing his wretched appearance, you can feel that he is not a gentleman. Knowing that he is the best among scumbags, a beast among beasts, he swept across City C with a pair of perverted eyes, and ruled the roost with a pair of magic claws. At such an old age, he is still dancing like a bee and a butterfly, constantly tempted, looking for flowers and willows, circling among many beauties Humph, isn't it just that he has some bad money? He thought he was the ancient emperor Sangong Liuyuan? Those women who slept with him could circle the world hand in hand! Bah, this girl is simply a leftist. The face is twitched, and the right cheek is kicked. When a donkey sees a donkey kick, a pig sees a pig stomp!"

I gritted my teeth.

Fang Zisu glanced at me: "Su Lala, if you don't know Mr. Deng, don't talk nonsense." She defended him: "How can those rumors outside be taken seriously?"

I hummed again.

I thought to myself, it is rumored that you have an unusual relationship with him, is this not a rumor?It is said that there is no wind, no waves, no roots, no grass, no reason, others will fabricate right and wrong?
Fang Zisu said: "It is said that Mr. Deng had a marriage many years ago, and then he got divorced for some reason. After that, he has never married a wife. Hey, one is rich, good-looking, attractive, capable, and mature. , capable, and single man, known as Diamond King Pharaoh, is like a national treasure giant panda, naturally surrounded by mad bees, waves and butterflies, and surrounded by fat, swallows and thin beauties chasing after him, like Mr. Deng, naturally not exception."

I hummed again.

Fang Zisu ignored my "hmph" and said, "Lala, I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm the one who came with him in a shameless manner when I came to Hong Kong this time." She was listless: "I thought I would take this opportunity to I can have a romance or something. But when I arrived in Hong Kong, after he placed me in the Oriental Mandarin Hotel, I disappeared. When I called him, he said he was busy and let me have fun. I am alone, what can I do? Toy?"

"Didn't you make raw rice and cooked rice with him?" I asked.

"I want to do it, but he won't give me a chance." Fang Zisu was not discouraged.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

But I was too happy.After a while, Fang Zisu received a call, and the gloom on her face disappeared immediately, and she smiled and said, "Mr. Deng? Yes, yes, I am still in Hong Kong, near the hotel...Okay, Got it, I'll go right away."

She put down the phone: "Lala, Mr. Deng is waiting for me at the Oriental Mandarin Hotel, I'm leaving first."

I squinted at her: "The chance of cooking raw rice?"

Fang Zisu gave me a push: "Fuck you." Then she left happily.

As soon as Fang Zisu left, my face pulled down.

Feeling unspeakably low.

I stood up and walked around.The streets of Hong Kong are bustling and crowded, and there are crowds of people everywhere.There are many high-rise buildings on both sides, and the streets are squeezed into narrow alleys. On both sides of the alleys, there are all kinds of narrow shops with dazzling windows. , there are newsstands on the street, which are full of all kinds of newspapers and periodicals.

The singing not far away filled this small bustling area:

"...I know he doesn't love me, his eyes express his heart, I can see through his heart and the back of other people staying. His memory is not clean enough, I saw his heart in full play It's his and her movie, he doesn't love me and he won my heart anyway..."

When I heard Karen Mok's "He Doesn't Love Me", I felt even more sad.

I don't know how long I've been away, and I don't know where I am in Hong Kong at the moment.I just keep walking and keep walking.

go straight.

As I walked, I suddenly smelled a burst of fragrance.

It turns out that there are many food stalls nearby.There are a variety of snacks with local flavors on it, including fish eggs, beef offal, fried large intestine; Dingding candy, candied onion pancakes, fried chestnuts, dragon beard candy; various fruit juices, table tea, herbal tea; There are porridge, noodles, bowls of wings, fried ghosts, stinky tofu, etc., too many to count.

My stomach groaned loudly.

I'm hungry.

At this time, I suddenly remembered that when I left the hotel just now, I forgot to bring my bag. At this moment, I don't have any money on me, and I haven't brought out my mobile phone.

I stood on the streets of Hong Kong, at a loss.

what should I do?
——Actually, there are ways. I can ask the police for help, and the police will take me back to the Oriental Mandarin Hotel.There is another way, isn't there a 3-carat Tiffany (Tiffany) wedding ring on my left hand?If I use it as a pawn, the money is enough for me to take a few taxis to the Oriental Mandarin Hotel.

I just keep my head down and walk.

A man stood in front of me unexpectedly, his tall figure blocked my way.I still bowed my head, but when I walked to the left, he followed me to the left, I turned to the right, and he followed me to the right, I stopped, and he also stood in front of me without moving.

He did it on purpose.

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(End of this chapter)