Conquer the beautiful president

"What are you thinking, so fascinated?"

The soft voice woke Chen Feng up, only to find that there were already two simple Sichuan stir-fries on the coffee table in front of him, one with green pepper fried belly, and one with fish-flavored shredded pork. Moutai.

"Hehe, I didn't think about anything. I didn't expect you to cook authentic Sichuan cuisine. It's amazing."

Chen Feng smiled heartlessly, picked up a pair of chopsticks and put them in his mouth, chewed twice and suddenly stopped. He raised his head and looked at Tang Meng who was smiling and looking at him in disbelief, his nose was a little sore: "Tang Meng, who did you learn how to cook this dish from?"

"Hehe, did you eat it?" Tang Meng looked joyful.

Chen Feng nodded, smiled wryly and said, "Have you visited my old man?"

There was a special taste in the two side dishes, which made him feel a little sad. It was his favorite Sichuan side dishes, and the only one who could make this taste was his old man.

The old man likes to drink, and when he has something to do, he will make two small dishes to drink by himself. When he was a child, he often moved a Maza to sit opposite the old man to accompany him. The taste of these small dishes is still fresh in his memory. I can't make such a taste, because the old man has added his own special seasonings to these side dishes.

When he was a child, he once told the old man that if the old man opened a restaurant, it would be a big hit, but the old man who lived a lazy life didn't care at all.

Tang Meng nodded happily: "Every time I go back to Sichuan Province, I will go to see Uncle Chen. Every time, Uncle Chen cooks for me a few authentic Sichuan dishes to satisfy my cravings. After a long time, I secretly learn it. Later, Uncle Chen secretly told me some condiments, hehe. I always keep these condiments and don’t want to use them at ordinary times. How about it, the stir-fry I made tastes as good as Uncle Chen’s, right?”

There was a hint of complacency in Tang Meng's voice, as if she was a primary school student waiting to be praised.

The old man's surname is not Lao, his surname is Chen, but no one knows his name, and Chen Feng also follows his surname.

"Hehe, almost, almost."

Chen Feng smiled wryly, poured a glass of Maotai Baijiu and drank it dry, took another bite of side dishes, savored it carefully, and smiled wryly in his heart, it was more than the same, with the old man's special ingredients, Tang Meng's craftsmanship was even more authentic than the old man's.

"Hehe, eat more if it tastes good, you're welcome." Seeing Chen Feng eating happily, Tang Meng was also very excited, her big eyes flickering.

Of course Chen Feng is not polite, he has long seen that Tang Meng made these two small dishes specially for himself, and he cleaned up the two small dishes in a short while.

"Tell me, you seem to be in a hurry on the phone, what's the matter?"

Chen Feng hiccupped, lit his cigarette again, but was startled when he raised his head.

On the opposite side, Tang Meng's arms were supported under her knees, a pair of small hands dragged her small chin, and she was looking at herself intently, with happiness in the corners of her eyes and brows.

Seeing Chen Feng's gaze, Tang Meng was so frightened that she quickly sat upright, her pretty face flushed, and quickly got up to clean up the dishes on the coffee table: "What did you just say?"

Chen Feng secretly laughed in his heart, this Tang Meng was not only as gentle as before, but even acted like a guilty conscience and liked to divert his attention, but he could easily see it every time, and he had no hidden potential at all.

"I asked you why you asked me to come here? You just asked me if I will stay in the country. What do you mean? You will not go out again this time when you return to China?"

"No, I'm just worried about you." Tang Meng sat down again and sighed slightly.

"Worried about me? What are you worried about? Are you worried that someone will kill me?" Chen Feng laughed, his face full of indifference.

Tang Meng also smiled lightly, but she didn't say anything, she just looked at Chen Feng worriedly, and hesitated to speak.

"Tell me, what's the matter, if there's nothing wrong with me, I'll leave. Now that I've eaten and drank, I can't sleep with you anymore..."

Chen Feng laughed lividly, and regretted it for a while after he finished speaking, numb, he was really owed, now he and Tang Meng are not in the same world at all, how could he say such a rascal thing.

"Hehe, Tang Meng, don't be angry, I'm just talking nonsense, so don't take it to heart."

Seeing Tang Mengqiao blushing, Chen Feng quickly explained, for fear that the other party might misunderstand.

"Actually, you can live here as well. There are many rooms here, just me and Ayan, and many rooms are empty..."

As Tang Meng said, she hurriedly lowered her head, her pretty face flushed red.

Chen Feng was speechless for a while, he was used to talking casually, but he didn't expect Tang Meng to react like this.

Chen Feng quickly shifted his gaze and stood up: "If you are really okay, I will leave, and I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Chen Feng, wait a minute." Tang Meng stood up quickly, not caring about her shyness.

Chen Feng hurriedly rushed into the bedroom with a puzzled expression on his face. After a while, he came to Chen Feng with a handbag and stuffed it into Chen Feng's arms, but he didn't dare to look into Chen Feng's eyes: "You take this bag!" Come on, I'll give it to you."

Chen Feng looked at the uneasy Tang Meng in front of him, and looked at the bag in his arms and found that it was a set of Amayi's casual clothes. He couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. His ex-girlfriend saw that he was not doing well, so he was going to take care of her yourself?

Even though he is a jerk, he also knows the significance of a woman giving a man clothes, and he wants to send the bag back, but seeing Tang Meng's urgent and nervous eyes, he is embarrassed to speak.Smiling slightly, nodded: "Okay, then I'm leaving."

Tang Meng's originally nervous expression immediately relaxed after seeing Chen Feng's movement of carrying the clothes, and smiled sweetly: "Okay, I'll see you off."

When he came downstairs, Chen Feng stopped, hesitated for a moment, and looked back at Tang Meng who was following behind him, just like the two sneaked out to skip class in high school, Tang Meng always silently followed behind him, following a little Tail-like, in a trance, coughed and said, "Tang Meng, I'm married."

"I know, bless you."

Tang Meng raised her head, her eyes were shining, and there was no loss or surprise on her face, which made Chen Feng a little surprised.

"Although I haven't met your wife, I think your wife must be very beautiful and virtuous. She will be very happy to marry you. Bless you."

Tang Meng smiled sweetly and said sincerely.

"Thank you." Chen Feng nodded, not daring to look into Tang Meng's eyes, for fear that he would be reluctant to leave, so he quickly walked to the car, got in and left the community.

"Chen Feng, I wish you all the best, I really wish you happiness—"

Watching Chen Feng's car drive out of the community, the smile on Tang Meng's face finally disappeared, her eyes were full of tears, and the tears on her face were shining under the light. No one knew how much her heart hurt at that moment, but she couldn't express come out.

"I am married."

Just four words came out of Chen Feng's mouth. At that moment, she finally woke up from the dream she had had for eight years. She waited for the final result, but this result was completely different from what she had expected, and she was in agony— —

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