Sheng Chong's lovely wife: The professor's husband is the president

Chapter 1188 A woman is jealous, very woman (1)

Zhao Jiale said: "My heart is not dead yet."

"Oh." Lan Feifei responded lightly.

In the bedroom, there was another moment of silence, only to hear Zhao Jiale ask Lan Feifei: "Hey, how many men have you slept with?"

"Count you two." Lan Feifei said.

"Generally speaking, people who have only slept with one or two men have slept with at least a dozen men." Judging from Zhao Jiale's experience.

"An Xiaofei also said that she slept with a man, don't you believe it too?" Lan Feifei turned around and asked.

Uncovering Zhao Jiale's scars, he immediately felt capsized: "That's a special case."

He also didn't expect that a woman who just graduated from university... has more experience than him!

Lan Feifei didn't explain, she closed her eyes and planned to go to sleep, and ended this boring topic, only to hear Zhao Jiale ask: "Really? I met you in a nightclub!"

"As long as I have a little experience, I won't provoke you." Does she need to pretend to be innocent in front of him?
Zhao Jiale thought about it for a while, and couldn't help asking: "So, the one with the surname Xiang is your first man?"

After uncovering Lan Feifei's scar, she didn't reply.

Zhao Jiale thought to himself: This man is really not a fucking thing, such a good woman doesn't know how to cherish it.

"In order to compete with your sister for a man, you are really willing to go all out!" The first time you are willing to sacrifice.

Upon hearing this, Lan Feifei opened her eyes and explained: "Before they met, Xiang Haolin was my first love. After Lan Weiwei became the heir, he shifted his target to Lan Weiwei."

If it counts as robbing a man, who robbed whose man?

It's not that Zhao Jiale didn't know about Xiang Haolin's ambition, but he didn't expect that Xiang Haolin and Lan Feifei knew each other first, but he misunderstood her. No wonder she hated Lan Weiwei so much before.

Lan Feifei was also hurt badly by this man, even her own mother died at the hands of this man, but now he was released without charge.

Zhao Jiale heard Lan Feifei's words and reached out to hug her. When Lan Feifei recalled the scars of the past, he suddenly felt a warm embrace, like a wronged child being comforted, very heartwarming.

"Actually, you are also a very good woman."

In the past, Zhao Jiale used to say that she had a dark heart, that she was a scum, and it was the first time that he actually said that she was a good woman.
But what's the use of a good woman, he still loves another woman, and she's still a very dirty and materialistic woman.

Lan Feifei shrank into his arms without saying a word, being recognized by someone she had a crush on, was a happy and painful thing in the first place.

Feeling his warmth, Lan Feifei turned her head when she heard the words, and exchanged a glance with him: "Actually, you're pretty good." If you're not scumbag.

Hearing this, the two stared at each other for a moment and couldn't help laughing.

I don't know if this bed is because I have slept on it for many years, or because I have this person by my side. Every time Zhao Jiale goes home, he sleeps comfortably, which is more comfortable than sleeping in a hotel.

That night, Zhao Jiale slept soundly, even though he had troubles, he slept well, and so did Lan Feifei.

When they woke up in the morning, the two little ghosts were already at the dining table. Seeing Zhao Jiale and Lan Feifei coming out, they greeted each other, "Good morning, Mom and Dad."

"You guys got up so early?" Lan Feifei said relievedly that it was rare to get up earlier than herself.

"But, Mom, it's already eight o'clock, and the sun is shining on your ass."

"Every time Mom and Dad go to bed together, they wake up very late." Zhao Xiaoqi couldn't help complaining.

"My condolences." Lan Feifei said four words perfunctorily.

Zhao Jiale said: "My heart is not dead yet."

"Oh." Lan Feifei responded lightly.

(End of this chapter)