White Mantou and Miss Black Suit

Chen Yirou stood beside Mo Fei, tugged at the hem of her clothes, leaned into her ear and asked softly, "Do you know her?"

Mo Fei's hand hanging by his side slowly grasped Chen Yirou's hand, and involuntarily clenched it while looking at the woman.

Chen Yirou felt that Mo Fei's palms were cold, and she observed Mo Fei's expression blankly. At this moment, those bright eyes were like a dead sea, bottomless, making it impossible to guess what kind of fluctuations were happening in her heart.

This kind of Murphy... made Chen Yirou feel strange.

"Who is she?" The woman looked at Chen Yirou unceremoniously, and asked Murphy in an aggressive tone.

Mo Fei immediately pulled Chen Yirou behind him and stood up straight: "It has nothing to do with you."

"Hey..." The woman made a teasing voice, her eyes darted between Mo Fei and Chen Yirou, "You still work in that little broken company before? What's it called...Chang Le?"

"Yes." Murphy held Chen Yirou's hand tightly again.

Chen Yirou didn't understand, how could Chang Le, which is clearly one of the best e-commerce agency operating companies in H City, become a small broken company?

She didn't know the woman, but she didn't have a good impression of this man for no reason, she was not polite at all, and she seemed to have a bit of sarcasm when talking to Murphy.

"You have been able to stay in that kind of place for so many years..." The woman's eyes stopped on the logo of Murphy's car, "Then how can you afford to drive a Mercedes-Benz? The watch in your hand is still from Vacheron Constantin, so it costs 10,000+, right?"

"The company is developing very well, and I've been promoted." Mo Fei replied briefly. She wanted to drag Chen Yirou away quickly, but she couldn't move when she saw this man.

It was by no means a clichéd nostalgia, she just watched the person she was most familiar with become a complete stranger, and she felt an indigestible compassion from the bottom of her heart.

"You have changed a lot...you still like to wear makeup? Didn't you sprain your feet when you wore high heels before?"

"You've also changed a lot." Mo Fei twitched the corners of his mouth, smiling unnaturally, "Didn't you not go out without makeup before?"

"I..." The woman changed the subject, glanced at the hands tightly held by Mo Fei and Chen Yirou, "Are you still bending over?"

Mo Fei didn't answer, and the woman went on talking on her own: "Look at your girlfriend, she looks so young... just in her early twenties, right?"

At this moment, Chen Yirou finally couldn't help standing up and speaking: "I'm 22."

"Murphy, are you an old cow eating young grass? You are as old as me and you will be thirty this year, right? How did you find such a young girlfriend?"

Mo Fei listened to the other party's cynicism, looked at her indifferently, and said heavily: "Jiang Yuwei, don't get involved with her."

At this moment, someone held her arm, Chen Yirou leaned on her, and said righteously: "An old cow can eat tender grass, that's a skill."

Jiang Yuwei looked at Chen Yirou and sighed meaningfully: "Oh...it's nice to be young."

"Feifei, let's go home." Chen Yirou leaned on Murphy's shoulder affectionately, with a coquettish tone.

"Okay." Murphy put his arms around Chen Yirou's waist, walked to the side of the co-pilot, and opened the door to let Chen Yirou in first.

When she walked to the other side, she glanced in Jiang Yuwei's direction again, Jiang Yuwei was still looking at her with no expression on her face.

"Murphy..." She suddenly said.

Murphy looked away and got into the driver's seat without looking back.

After closing the car door, when the car was on the way home, Chen Yirou asked her: "Is this the ex-girlfriend your mother mentioned before?"

"Yeah." Murphy looked ahead with a calm expression, as if he didn't want to say more.

When Chen Yirou saw this, she didn't ask any more questions. When she got home, she and Mo Fei sorted out all the things they bought, and prepared to start researching on jam buns.

After working in the kitchen for several hours, Chen Yirou came out with a large bowl of steamed buns.She wanted to give Mo Fei a taste, but found that Mo Fei was not in the living room, opened the bedroom door, and saw Mo Fei lying on the bed, wrapped in the quilt.

Chen Yirou thought that Mo Fei was asleep, so she walked over lightly and noticed that Mo Fei moved.

"Are you uncomfortable?" She sat next to Murphy and put her hand under the quilt.

Mo Fei shook his head behind her back, pulled up the quilt and buried his face in it.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yirou touched Murphy's shoulder, she seemed to be shaking.

Chen Yirou quickly lifted the quilt, only to see Mo Fei curled up in a ball, with long hair messily wrapped around his face, and his hands tightly clenched into fists in front of his chest.

She hugged Murphy from behind, her cheek was pressed against Murphy's back, and she vaguely heard the suppressed and rapid breathing of the other party, so she wanted to turn Murphy's body around and let her face her.

Murphy was unwilling to turn around, so Chen Yirou had to go around and lie on her other side.

Pushing away the hair from Mo Fei's face, Chen Yirou realized that Mo Fei's face was covered with tears. When she saw Chen Yirou, she suddenly cried, and raised her hand to cover her face to prevent Chen Yirou from looking at her.

"What's wrong with you..." Chen Yirou took the tissue on the bedside and wiped Mo Fei's face. Mo Fei held her hand and cried even harder.

"Xiaorou..." She opened her arms and hugged Chen Yirou into her arms.

"I've known you for so long, and this is the first time I've seen you cry." Chen Yirou followed Mo Fei's back, she probably guessed why Mo Fei was crying, and inevitably felt uncomfortable.

Mo Fei looked at her face with tears in his eyes, and the tears kept streaming down.

"That Jiang Yuwei...why did you guys break up?" Chen Yirou used to think of the other party as a past tense, but seeing Mo Fei sad now, she naturally became curious about her past.

Murphy slowed down for a long time, and finally stopped crying, but his tears were still watery.

"She thinks I'm poor..."

Chen Yirou coaxed her: "Speak slowly."

"I just graduated from university that year, and I worked for the H city where she came to. Changle was just getting started, and it was the kind of small broken company she said. She thought that I would not be promising if I stayed in Changle. Later, she and the boss of her company My son is getting better and wants to break up with me." Mo Fei said, his eyes froze, and there was no movement for a long time.

She recalled the fear of the day they broke up. In that messy rental house, Jiang Yuwei packed away all valuable things, leaving only her clothes for Mo Fei.Mo Fei almost knelt down and begged her not to leave, but Jiang Yuwei was not moved at all.

"What can you give me as a woman? I understand that I was with you because I was young and ignorant? I regret it now!"

For a long time afterwards, Murphy's mind was full of what Jiang Yuwei said to himself when he left.

"Living in this kind of dilapidated rented house, with a salary of two to three thousand yuan, you can only eat roadside stalls and small restaurants when you go out. Murphy, this is not the life I want, do you understand?"

"I will work hard! I will give you the life you want." Murphy said at the time.

"I can't wait, other colleagues carry the Prada from my husband, you can't even afford Coach!" She held up the bag in her hand to show Murphy, "He can give me LV, he can drive me every day He can live in a big house for me when I go to and from work."

Chen Yirou watched Mo Fei motionless in a daze, and two more lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"Are you still unable to forget her?" Chen Yirou's eyes were red while wiping Mo Fei's tears.

Mo Fei hurriedly rubbed his eyes, and solemnly denied: "No."

Chen Yirou pursed her mouth, as if she was about to cry in the next second: "Then why have you been crying since you saw her?"

"I..." Mo Fei lowered his face and sniffed, "I didn't cry because of this."

When Chen Yirou asked her again, she was crying: "Then tell me, why are you crying?"

"Because..." Mo Fei looked at Chen Yirou, both of them had red eyes and tears.

"I think I'm so stupid..." Mo Fei smiled self-deprecatingly, "I wore a ponytail before I went to college, and although I rarely wore skirts, I still dressed up like a girl. Jiang Yuwei likes the Tomboy type I listened to her and cut my hair and wore neutral clothes. Jiang Yuwei also likes luxury goods. When I was in college, I often took several part-time jobs by myself, just to satisfy her wishes. Later, I also gave up my family for her I have arranged a job and came to H City, where I am not familiar, I have never understood that I treat her very well...but why did I separate so easily?"

Chen Yirou listened quietly, leaning on Murphy's shoulder.

"Have I ever told you that the reason I work so hard is to give you a good living condition so that you don't have to suffer with me."

Chen Yirou nodded.

"Xiao Rou, I actually have no confidence. Even if I have money and a career, I still have no confidence in my relationship."

The shadow brought by Jiang Yuwei to Murphy is immeasurable. She began to doubt whether she could do her best, and she would make the other party leave her because of her gender.

"Especially when I met her today, thinking about the past... I'm really scared..." Mo Fei said and hugged Chen Yirou tightly, "I'm really afraid that one day you will say you don't want me anymore, no matter what I do Don't want me anymore."

For some reason, Chen Yirou felt sorry for Mo Fei. She hugged Mo Fei harder and comforted her softly: "Don't think too much, you always think about these things, what exactly do I have to do to make you believe that I won't leave? And you?"

Murphy didn't speak, but choked a few times.

"Don't you want to go home with me to see your parents during the Chinese New Year? Don't you feel relieved after meeting your parents?"

After hearing what Chen Yirou said, Mo Fei covered his face and cried again.

"What's the matter with you?" Chen Yirou didn't feel that what she said was wrong.

Mo Fei cried and said intermittently: "Jiang Yuwei never let me go to her house... let alone tell her parents that I am her girlfriend."

Chen Yirou slapped her with a slap: "You still mention her, can I be the same as her?"

Mo Fei hugged her and shook his head vigorously: "I won't mention it, I won't mention it again."

"Then you still cry." Only then did Chen Yirou know that Mo Fei would either not cry, or cry endlessly.

"When I think about how she treated me before, and how you treat me now, I want to cry."

Chen Yirou smiled: "You can't think about it?"

"Alas..." Mo Fei sighed, "I kind of regret that I didn't say a few more words when I saw her."

Chen Yirou knocked Murphy's head hard: "What do you want to say?"

"It hurts." Mo Fei held his head and looked at Chen Yirou pitifully, "I should tell her that I have become the president of Changle and have a big house in the center of City H. You said she thought I was poor at the beginning. Now that I know that I can make money, will I regret it? I don’t think she is doing very well now.”

"You have a strong sense of revenge." Chen Yirou gave her a disgusted look, and suddenly thought, "If I really leave someday, will you take revenge on me like this?"

Murphy looked terrified: "You just said you wouldn't leave me."

Chen Yirou stuffed a steamed bun into Mo Fei's mouth, and seeing her bewildered face, she rolled on the bed happily: "I'm just kidding, I believe it."

The author has something to say: My sister Fei is such an idiot, how can I miss my ex?

Mostly because of this, I worry about the future with Sister Mantou.

After the ex, there is still a role to play. It is said that you must find a good partner, and a good partner can spoil you like a baby. For example, Miss Fei treats Xiao Rou, and a bad partner will turn into a yellow-faced woman in minutes (Tan Shou)

It was updated in the middle of the night because it was really cold in the south without heating, my fingers were stiff, and typing was very, very slow!

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