The woman I love is cruel

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Fang Fei replied seemingly indifferently: "Listen to your thoughts, lest you will be smothered to death before the lawsuit is won."

The corners of her eyes were fixed on Miss Wen's face. Under the light, any slight skin jitter could be captured and made into a specimen under the microscope for Fang Fei's inspection.

Miss Wen was silent for a while, "You still..."

"You are still young, you haven't learned it, and you don't understand," Fang Fei smiled a little, but her eyes were as quiet as a deep well. She was already tired of this identity, "Are you lying to yourself, or do you really think I'm young?" , my old, mother, dear."

Miss Wen looked at Fang Fei with a smile that was not a smile, she was finally a little popular.

"This case is a typical drunken homicide case, but first, he has a good father, and second, he is a minor, the same age as you, but there is always a way to change it to under 16 years old."

Fang Fei listened carefully.

Ms. Wen said: "Insanity, whether it is intermittent or direct, supervision can be flexible from the government to the family."

"I haven't accepted a lawsuit for a long time, but there are too many fusses here. If you can save your life, those people don't care about false evidence, scapegoats or any other means that can be used, so I can't help Old Tang directly. She has no So much energy, so do I."

Fang Fei said, "So?"

Ms. Wen turned her gaze back to the file, "Delayed, delayed until November, we are incapable but it does not mean that no one can control them."

Fang Fei said: "Are you sure that your idea will come true?"

Ms. Wen's lips curled into a sneer again. Although it disappeared quickly, Fang Fei could confirm that it had existed.

I heard Ms. Wen say: "What else can I do? If the ending is divided into good, not so good, bad, and the worst, I can only try my best to avoid the worst one, and the others can only depend on fate." mercy."

It is said that the blood of the human body accounts for about one-third of the body weight, and about two-thirds of the blood is water.

Women love to cry, and troublemakers label it ---- women are like water.

Inexplicably with warm and mild emotions.

But the woman in front of Fang Fei seems to have avoided this weakness by nature, which not only makes her seem invincible, but also prevents others from being able to decipher whether her hard shell is wrapped in a core of the same texture or a soft heart.

Fang Fei suddenly felt a tinge of pity for Miss Wen like this, and this pity was mixed with other unspeakable emotions, which made her ask that sentence by mistake——

"Miss Wen, are you tired?"

Miss Wen fell silent again, and this silence seemed to last for a long time.

When Fang Fei thought that Miss Wen would not answer, she put her hand on Fang Fei's head.

Don't rub it, just press it.

"I'm not tired, that's my friend."

Chapter 20 Chapter 20

Miss Wen is getting more and more busy, and Fang Fei rarely sees her.

Occasionally she would think of that night, Miss Wen under the light was a flawless pearl, hard and fragile.

That focused light gave her a longing that shouldn't have existed.

But immediately, the memory will push her to the other end of the first meeting.

People always say: if life is just like seeing it at first sight.

I hope time freezes at that moment, the two look at each other and smile, there is something wonderful in the smile.

Fang Fei hoped for a better start.

She is not a country girl who was bought by her mother for a high price of 300 million, and Miss Wen is not the businessman who evaluates her own value as soon as she meets.

In another beginning, they could be like Sweetie and Don, or the two protagonists in an ordinary love story.

Because of a sudden chance encounter, they got closer to each other, confessed, dated, and then lived happily together.

Then, even if life is as tragic as it is today and separates the two lovers, Fang Fei will not regret this burning.

This was originally a miracle, and even death would not be able to erase the traces of the moment of blooming.

But the time quickly arrived at the end of August, which was the end of the drier and tough summer.

At the moment when the autumn tiger is watching the other end of the season, Miss Wen is like a puppet that has been unwound, and she starts to clock in between work and home on time.

As usual for breakfast and dinner, Ms. Wen occasionally asked about Fang Fei's study progress, and after looking at Fang Fei's figure, she would bring back some suitable clothes.

Black, white and gray are inseparable from these colors.

But Fang Fei was still inexplicably flattered, and even began to have the illusion that she and Miss Wen were family members and even closer.

Sufficient nutrition, sleep, and essential exercise allowed Fang Fei's delayed body to grow like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. She finally crossed the 1.6-meter horizontal line and grew into what she should have been.

This kind of change can almost be called an inspirational story of "the ugly duckling turns into a swan", but the two people who get along with Fang Fei day and night don't care about it.

Aunt Tian will always tell you: "You have an extra bowl of the old soup that has been stewed for three hours."

But Ms. Wen just turned her gaze away from the newspaper, seeming to frown, "The clothes are short, and I have to buy new ones."

Fang Fei herself was particularly troubled by the unavoidable leg cramps and the inexplicable pain in her chest.

One day at the dinner table, Miss Wen suddenly mentioned, "Tomorrow I will be on vacation, Fang Fei, where do you want to go?"

Fang Fei, who was asked, was at a loss. She usually studies and studies, so she has no time to investigate the surrounding attractions.

Ms. Wen immediately decided, "Go to Kongwu Mountain, and go to bad luck by the way, and ask for a talisman."

Aunt Tian was probably a frequent visitor to this mountain, so she immediately said, "The temple on Kongwu Mountain is very spiritual, I will prepare it for you."

Just before the protagonist said a word, they made this decision.

Fang Fei still woke up early, the first breath of air in the morning was spit out, her nerves froze, and she remembered what she needed to do today.

Since it is mountain climbing, the amount of exercise is enough, and there is no need to go for a morning run in the early morning.

She crossed her legs on the bed, pinched her thighs, and glanced out the window.

The people outside were wearing a short-sleeved plaid shirt and jeans, with a clear ponytail flicking around her neck. Miss Wen also has such a youthful look?

The water hose in her hand sprayed water wantonly, and she walked around the fence, everywhere she went was wet, and the holly that was not delicate at all under her feet took up the excess water.

Their wax leaves are slender and smooth, like a miniature natural slide, and the customer is of course a splash of water, slipping down and seeping into the soil with happiness as they wish.

Time passed without Fang Fei noticing.

The knock on the door brought back her thoughts of being stuck behind Miss Wen, and also took away the smile on her face.

Aunt Tian's half of her body came in from behind the door. She looked at Fang Fei with some strangeness, as if she looked at her own child who was too obsessed with studying. An occasional slacking off became the reason for her to feel relieved.

"It's okay, I'm just here to see if you're still asleep, don't worry about time, you can continue to sleep."

Fang Fei said, "I got up late this morning, so maybe I won't be able to have breakfast on time."

Aunt Tian said, "I've already told Ms. Wen that you should sleep a little longer today and make a few shreds of pickled porridge for breakfast. It's warm in the pot and can be served at any time."

Fang Fei suddenly asked: "Miss Wen bought a suit of clothes specially for today?"

Aunt Tian immediately understood what she meant, and said with a smile, "This is her old clothes. I found them in the closet, but luckily I didn't throw them away." She added, "Miss Wen is only in her 20s. It is also a rare opportunity to go out with you today to relax, dressed in old-fashioned clothes for work."

Fang Fei said: "It turns out that she also has such a side."

Aunt Tian was both happy and worried, "Miss Wen originally had a few friends, but now you are the only one by my side, and I hope that this matter with Miss Du will pass soon..."