There is a palace owner's husband

Han Jifeng took the people into the car... and then asked the driver to take them back directly.This back refers to his own villa.The driver was very surprised, but he did it right away.

Along the way, neither Leng Xiuang nor Leng Ming said a word.Han Jifeng didn't know what to say, so he could only think about it when he got back.

Not long after, the driver sent them to Han Feifeng's home.Han Jifeng got out of the car, Leng Xiuang and Leng Ming noticed the movement and gestures of Han Jifeng getting out of the car, and they also opened the door and got out of the car.

After the driver left, Han Haifeng took out the key and opened the door of the villa, and then turned to Leng Xiuang, "Let's go in and talk about it."

Leng Xiuang did not object.

After the three of them entered, Han Jifeng was about to say something, but he saw Leng Ming disappearing in place... He really didn't know where the other party went!

If you hadn't seen it before, you would have thought it was hell in broad daylight!

But it's a good thing that Leng Ming left, and Han Jifeng also wanted to have a good chat with Leng Xiuang.

After thinking about it, Han Jifeng spoke first: "Are you thirsty? I'll get you a glass of water first."

Leng Xiuang nodded lightly, and Han Jifeng suddenly thought of something, and asked instinctively: "Is it true that you haven't eaten since you left this morning?"

Leng Xiuang was silent.

For some reason, Han Jifeng was able to see the affirmative answer from the other party's silence, and he was really angry and anxious for a while. "You are not children anymore, besides, besides, your physical condition is different now, how can you not eat!"

While talking, Han Jifeng has already walked towards the kitchen.The nanny at home is ready-made, but usually he is a very private person, so he will not let the servants dangle in front of his eyes, but there will definitely be a lot of food at home. When I opened the refrigerator door, I found something wrong. few.

Han Jifeng immediately took some out and heated them in the microwave.

After 5 minutes, two dishes and one meal were ready.The soup is heated directly on the induction cooker, so it is almost as good.

After finishing those things, Han Jifeng took them out.He greeted Leng Xiuang who was still in the position just now.

"Come over and eat first, and we'll talk after we finish eating."

Leng Xiu looked at Han Jifeng firmly, and then slowly walked over here.

"That... Leng Ming, is that your friend? Let him come over to eat too."

Leng Xiuang glanced at Han Jifeng, his eyes seemed calm and complicated.Then, he lowered his head, "Leng Ming, have a meal."

Leng Ming appeared mysteriously, knelt down on one knee, "I dare not."

Leng Xiuang waved his hand.

Leng Ming sat down at the dining table, and then, in less than 3 minutes, Leng Ming finished the meal.From the beginning to the end, I only ate one thing, rice.

Han Jifeng looked at it and didn't know what to say.

And Leng Ming disappeared again after blowing the bowl of rice in front of him, but the bowls and chopsticks he had eaten appeared in the kitchen.

Han Jifeng watched, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Looking at the other side, Leng Xiuang's eating posture is much more elegant, with each chopstick, as if it was measured for the body.It's not so small, in fact, Han Jifeng thinks that the other party eats a lot, but it looks like he has received advanced education and strict training, besides being elegant and calm... there seems to be a little... something else?

What exactly is this other thing is really hard to say for a while.

After 10 minutes, Leng Xiuang stopped eating.Han Jifeng said immediately: "Are you full? Do you want to eat more?"

Leng Xiuang shook his head, expressionless. "Need not."

Han Jifeng hadn't thought of how to start "chatting," so he had to send Leng Xiuang's bowls and chopsticks and the rest of the food to the kitchen.Leng Xiuang didn't help or speak, but just watched Han Jifeng move.But this look...it makes people feel like a light on their backs.

After Han Jifeng sent the things to the kitchen, he came out, looked at Leng Xiuang, and then spoke softly. "Let's sit over there and talk, what do you think?"

Leng Xiuang lowered his eyelids and did not speak.

"If there is any misunderstanding between us, it's better to solve it, don't you think?" Han Jifeng continued his efforts.

Leng Xiuang finally raised his head, his eyes were misty for a moment. After a while, he got up, walked to the sofa in the living room as Han Jifeng wished, and sat down with an elegant posture, but with an unknown expression. lonely.

Han Jifeng watched, his heart was stabbed in that brief moment, it didn't hurt very much, but for some reason, he felt extremely sad.

Taking a deep breath secretly, Han Jifeng calmed down his emotions before following and sat down opposite Leng Xiuang.

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Han Jifeng. I was born in this city when I was young, and I went abroad for about three years... If I knew you, I would never deny it. So, if you also have a friend named Han Jifeng, right? ...with the same name but different people?"

Unable to think of how to speak, Han Jifeng simply went straight in after thinking for a while, and spoke directly.It is the question that both of them are most concerned about.

But after Han Jifeng finished speaking, Leng Xiuang just remained silent.

Han Jifeng is not a very patient person, especially a person who is used to the posture of a superior, of course, his temper cannot be much better. If he is facing his subordinates, after he asks the question, the other party repeatedly Responding with silence, I am afraid that Han Jifeng will let the other party go away!

However, when facing this Leng Xiuang, seeing the appearance of the other party in ancient clothes, Han Jifeng only felt that no matter how much anger he had, he couldn't express it.

After thinking about it, Han Jifeng said again: "Then I can ask, does your friend look a lot like me?" At this time, Han Jifeng seemed to have completely forgotten about his doubts about other people's fairy dances, and just wanted to find out He knew exactly what the relationship between Han Jifeng in the other party's mouth and himself was.

Facing Han Jifeng in this state, Leng Xiuang glanced at him indifferently and finally spoke slowly. "You are not him."