The president's domineering pet: May you love you forever

Could it be that he did what she said to do?Gu Yinti turned her face to one side in dissatisfaction.

"It's just a stopgap measure, I don't have the slightest feeling for Any."

"But don't you know that men are different from women? Most women are easily jealous. Even if they know it's fake, she will feel uncomfortable and panic."

After Gu Yanti finished speaking, she looked up at Song Jingchen, "Can I not go?"

Song Jingchen also looked at her, maybe she was really scared, or else she wouldn't have said this to him like begging.

"When will you stop being so willful? If you believe in me, you don't need to worry about what will happen to me. "

Hearing this, Gu Yanti let go of Song Jingchen, and took a step back, without looking away from him, she said flatly: "I'm not self-willed, you decide what to do, and you don't need to discuss anything with me in the future."

As soon as Song Jingchen heard it, he knew that she was angry, and it was sulking. He smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand to take Gu Yanti's, and gently rubbed his thumb on the back of her hand.

"Wait for me, I will give you an explanation."

Whether it's what happened seven years ago or what happened in Beicheng, he has to find out an answer, for her as well as for himself.

Standing on the balcony of the bedroom on the second floor, Gu Yanti watched the black stretched Lincoln slowly drive out of the villa area, feeling even more uncomfortable in her heart. She knew that the more she struggled in her heart, the more uncomfortable she would be. The sweater she had beaten for him earlier, she simply went back to the house, took out the half-finished piece, and continued to beat it.

Song Jingchen watched Gu Yanti return to the bedroom from the rearview mirror before letting the driver speed up to leave.

Song Jingchen arrived at the agreed western restaurant, Any was already waiting for him at the door, presumably Fu Zhonghui had also arrived.

Song Jingchen suddenly felt that they or Fu Zhonghui seemed to be looking forward to this meeting even more. If he was eager to see his daughter's boyfriend, it was understandable, but Song Jingchen felt that it was not that simple.

Today Any is wearing a long European-style evening dress with a small color-matched coat on it. She is tall and tall, and the pair of black leather shoes on her feet are not less than 10 centimeters. Standing together, it seems that they are taller than themselves.

"Aren't you worried that your father will dislike me for not being taller than his daughter?"

Any didn't realize what Song Jingchen meant at once. After a while, he realized, but his face was not as happy as before. This man's words sounded like the truth, but unfortunately everything was a phantom, a fake.

"He won't despise you."

No matter how bad he is, Dad will not despise him, not to mention that he has always been such a perfect and excellent man.

Although Song Jingchen's expression was the same, there was a question mark in his heart, Fu Zhonghui didn't know him at all, why did Any think so firmly that Fu Zhonghui would not despise him?

"Then let's go, your father will say later that we don't know how to respect our elders."

The private room was much quieter than the outside. Fu Zhonghui sat on the high chair in front of the table with his back to the door. He was dressed in black and his black hair was dotted with many white spots. He seemed to be getting older.

Their arrival didn't seem to attract his attention. It should be said that he was immersed in his own thoughts at that time, unable to extricate himself, so he was unaware of the outside world.

It was Any who called Dad, and he turned around.

Song Jingchen's first feeling when he saw Fu Zhonghui was inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

However, he can be sure that he doesn't know Fu Zhonghui, so where does this sense of familiarity come from?