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    Feng Jian denied it.

    "We have met before." He said with a look of reminiscence on his face, "Ten years ago, I worked as a waiter at 'Jinse' and had a chance encounter with Miss Li San."

    Both Wan Jin and Wan Yun were stunned.

    "Jinse" is a high-end women's club in the city. It is a place for wealthy ladies and wives to relax. It provides vegetarian food, flower arrangement, tea ceremony, calligraphy, chess skills, and manners. It often hosts various tea parties and dinner parties.

    Wan Jin looked at Feng Jian suspiciously and hesitated to speak.  I don't know whether I am surprised that Feng Jian once worked as a "servant" there, or that he is surprised that he has an impression of himself at that time.

    After all, ten years ago, she was still a dim ugly duckling following her two sisters.

    "Once at a tea party, I went to deliver the soup. I accidentally dropped the bowl and hot soup on myself and burned my hand. At that time, Miss Li San handed me your own handkerchief and asked me to wipe it." Feng Jian said concisely and comprehensively.  I was once down and out, but my attitude remained the same and I didn't shy away from it. "Because of this kindness, I have been very grateful to Miss Li San for ten years. But now that I can make a choice for my marriage, I chose Wan Jin based on this selfishness."  Miss Wan Jin is my target. I think Miss Wan Jin is an easy person to get along with."

    "It was all ten years ago"

    Feng Jian smiled slightly: "You were only eight years old at the time and were not as tall as my shoulders."

    Wan Jin bit her lip: "Is it because of this reason that you want to marry me?" The next second, she accepted this reason from the bottom of her heart. She raised her head and smiled sweetly at Feng Jian, "That's it! Thank you.  You told me this! Thank you for remembering me, I will try my best to be your good wife in the future!"

    Feng Jian might have expected Wan Jin's various reactions, but she was still stunned by her overly satisfied expression and voice, and said "Yeah."

    Wanyun raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

    ¡ª¡ªThe only one who can describe a marriage based on interests as sweet and satisfying is this angelic little sister in the family.

    Wan Yun guessed that the reason why Feng Jian chose Wan Jin in the first place was just because her sister had a good personality and was not as sharp as Wan Ling.  Unexpectedly, there was this past incident - it was considered fate.  If Feng Jian still remembers her sister's effort ten years ago, it proves her gratitude.

    Men may not be as rational and ruthless as the outside market says, and care too much about gains and losses.

    Wan Jin seemed to have fully accepted her marriage. She lowered her head and said softly to Feng Jian: "Please give me your advice in the future."

    Feng Jian came back to her senses, obviously not knowing what to say, so she continued to say perfunctorily in that calm voice: "I will be good to you."

    Wan Jin lowered his head: "Actually, my current height is probably as high as your shoulders"

    Feng Jian couldn't help being stunned, and stood there awkwardly for a while, before reluctantly understanding that this was a signal that the girl in front of her was inviting him to hug her.

    Men obviously have no experience of tenderness and affection and being actively confessed by girls, and then they become very uncomfortable in the face of such closeness.  He frowned slightly, resisting.  But facing the expectant girl in front of him, he hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped forward and hugged the girl stiffly.

    Then touch a pair of eyes.

    Wan Yun¡¯s original position was close to the wall, and the sofa hid her body so well that no one could clearly see that she was in the room¡ªas long as Feng Jian stopped taking a step forward to hug Wan Jin.

    At this moment, the man's height made Feng Jian look down at him in the corner, so Wan Yun watched Feng Jian's face change from shock to anger to thinking, but finally returned to normal.

    ¡ª¡ªWhat did He Long comment on him?  It seems like, it seems like you are holding a grudge, right?  Wan Yun looked into his dark, dull eyes and felt a little headache.

    Feng Jian has already withdrew his gaze from the corner where she was hiding.

    He hugged Wan Jin for a while longer, then let go politely, and said nonchalantly: "Your mother is looking for you."

    Wan Jin looked down at his toes and whispered, "You won't go down with me?"

    Feng Jian only said: "I will find you later."

    He glanced coldly towards where Wan Yun was hiding.

    After Wan Jin left, Feng Jian locked the door of the room and paused for a moment before turning back with a sullen face. She couldn't help but be stunned.

    Wan Yun has come out of the hiding place.

    The first thing she did was still touch the scarf with great effort.  But the length of my arms was limited, so I had to turn around and ask for help: "Mr. Feng, could you please help me move the sofa? My scarf fell behind and I really can't get it out."

    Feng Jian looked at Wan Yun's bright and nonchalant face for a while, pursed her lips slightly, and walked over as she was told.

      The man is very strong and can easily push the sofa and stretch his arms to pick up the scarf.

    Wan Yun said politely: "Thank you, brother-in-law."

    Feng Jian was still bent over, using one hand to support the back of the sofa, revealing a red scar on his wrist.

    ¡ª¡ªA large piece, now germanium red, deposited deep in the skin texture.  The eye-catching position that was originally close to the veins was now covered by the expensive watch and was not exposed. However, as Feng Jian leaned over, the cuffs slid down and were revealed.

    Feng Jianru felt something and turned around to meet her curious gaze.  His eyes changed, he straightened up, and neatly lifted up his sleeves, letting her take a closer look at the scar.

    ¡ª¡ªIt extends from the wrist to the elbow, is about the size of a palm, and has an uneven surface. It still looks scary now, as if it was a mark left many years ago.

    It should be a burnshe doesn't know much about medicine.

    Wan Yun only glanced at her again, then withdrew her gaze and said politely: "When a man works hard outside, he will always get some injuries."

    Feng Jian looked at Wanyun expressionlessly at first, as if waiting for her to express her opinion.  Hearing this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

    Wan Yun said gently: "Fortunately, Mr. Feng has become famous now, and he is worthy of the pain he once had. This is enough."

    Feng Jian frowned even more, feeling confused.

    Wan Yun doesn¡¯t want him to get what he wants either.

    In fact, Wanyun was just embarrassed and just chatting aimlessly. If Feng Jian could seriously think about the principles of life she said at this moment, she could leave while he was in a daze.

    It¡¯s best if Feng Jian thinks she is an incomprehensible person and doesn¡¯t argue with herself.

    Feng Jian subconsciously pressed his forehead, opened his mouth, and asked a question that was completely unrelated to what he had just said.

    He said calmly: "May I ask Miss Li, how old were you ten years ago?"

    This time, Wanyun was stunned.

    Feng Jian answered for her: "If I remember correctly, Miss Li was the same age as your sister ten years ago, and they were also eighteen years old?"

    Wan Yun was in a daze.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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