Huhua President

Chen Fangrui thought she would get angry, leave, and add cold eyes, but she just smiled lightly, sighed and said: "What else is there to say, isn't it already the laughing stock of all the beautiful ladies in Jurong City, you go ask If you don’t ask others, you will know, why bother to make me bring up the sad thing again?”

"I don't mean to offend!" Chen Fangrui explained, "I just want to know about the misunderstanding between him and you..."

"Misunderstanding...", she repeated lightly, Hu Zhenzhen didn't want to chat with the gossip reporter, so she got up politely, intending to leave.

"Hu Meimei, I'm his fiancée, I just want to know what happened between you two?" Chen Fangrui's words stopped Hu Zhenzhen from leaving, she stopped and turned around, and sat in her original seat again.

She didn't change much in her expression, she just stared blankly at Chen Fangrui's face, the long staring made Chen Fangrui feel a little unnatural, she finally said, "Mei Mei, treat me with good intentions or bad intentions, I want to persuade you Don't marry him."

Chen Fangrui took a deep breath, her tone and expression seemed to overlap with Mrs. Deng's last night, she could only stand there petrified.

"He's not someone an ordinary woman can love..." Hu Zhenzhen rolled her eyes, as if she had seen through Chen Fangrui's heart.

"Why did you say that?" Chen Fangrui clenched the coffee cup on the table, and asked in a calm tone as much as possible.

"The love he gave is like a cliff, making you willing to keep retreating and retreating. In the end, you find that you have exhausted all retreats, but he has no room for you, so he has to push you down with his own hands."

Hu Zhenzhen's words were too abstract, Chen Fangrui couldn't understand at all, she grabbed Hu Zhenzhen's hand on the table, "What is it that scares you so much?"

"Home! Broken! People! Dead!" Hu Zhenzhen answered Chen Fangrui's question bluntly, then pulled out her hand and walked away.Looking at her thin back, Chen Fangrui felt desolate, whether her choice would bring her painful results, maybe she is not as strong as Hu Zhenzhen to survive.

Chen Fangrui held her breath in her heart, raised her hand and snapped her fingers. The waiter quickly walked over to her, but she didn't pay the bill or order food, but took out a note with a large denomination and swayed it in his pocket. in front of you.

"I want to know about Hu Zhenzhen and Lin Zhenhai. If you tell me everything, the money will be yours."

The waiter looked around for a few times, and quietly took the money, he didn't dare to call Lin Zhenhai by his name, but said in a low voice: "Please move my sister to the box, I will tell you about the young master of the Assassin Alliance slowly. "

Chen Fangrui got up and followed the waiter into the private room upstairs, "Let's talk!" She sat on the main seat and said expressionlessly.

"Hu Shirong has three sons and one daughter, and the only daughter who is a daughter is Hu Zhenzhen. The first three elder brothers have been spoiled and spoiled since they were young." Although the two were in the box, the waiter still lowered his voice.

"And... you also met, this pretty face of Zhenzhen Meimei has won the favor of the elders, I heard that Hu Shirong has handed over all the ceramics business at home to Zhenzhen Meimei."

"What I want to know is not Hu Zhenzhen, but what happened to her and Lin Zhenhai!" Chen Fangrui was annoyed, and raised her voice a few degrees.