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    "Who is Miss Feng?" the third uncle's wife immediately asked Mrs. Rong.

    Mrs. Rong was also quite surprised, and asked her to inquire again, and said perfunctorily: "It's just a tutor hired for Fang Lin and the others. She was also at the birthday party. I think she won the man's affection."

    "You are not an ordinary man to be able to give a bouquet of roses for ten yuan." My uncle's wife was very envious.

    The third uncle himself has a wife and concubines, but he is the most old-fashioned and pedantic. He can't stand the current custom of boys and girls giving and receiving privately.  He raised his beard and hummed: "Invite such a young lady to teach at home, dance and send flowers at every turn. Is this here to do business, or is she here to find her husband? What if Jia Shang is led astray by her?  manage?"

    Mrs. Rong wished that Feng Shizhen would lead Rong Jia into trouble, but she had to keep her attitude high.  She chuckled and said, "Jia Shang is already engaged and is not a child anymore. He understands it himself."

    After saying that, she quickly sent Ma Li away.

    Feng Shizhen opened the door and was greeted by a large handful of delicate pink roses. The scent made her sneeze.

    "Ms. Feng, I didn't know it was the young master who sent it." Mother Li looked curious, her eyes rolling.

    Feng Shizhen was more shocked than happy.  She pretended not to see Ma Li's prying eyes and took off the card from the bouquet.

    A little cologne was sprayed on the card, giving it a masculine scent, but the strong and straight font was written by an acquaintance.

    "Since I met Miss Feng at the dance last week, I still can't forget it. I wonder if I am lucky enough to invite this beautiful woman to watch a movie and visit the park with me? Yours sincerely: Meng Xu'an."

    There are a few numbers below, like a phone number.

    Feng Shizhen read the number twice, tore up the card and threw the flower back into Ma Li's hand.

    "I'm allergic to pollen, please take the flowers away."

    This Miss Feng is just a poor tutor, but Miss Qianjin is full of style.  Mother Li was so curious that she asked, "Who made Miss Feng angry? Do you need to tell your wife?"

    "No need to bother." Feng Shizhen smiled slightly, with a coldness in his smile.

    Li Ma knew what was going on and left in a hurry.

    Seeing the old woman holding down the flowers again, the eldest young master of the Tang family couldn't help but chuckle and said to Rong Jia: "This tutor in your family is quite interesting. He is nothing like our old Dong Heng, a stinky pedant who can't memorize anything."  To publish a book, you still have to make plans.¡±

    Rong Jia¡¯s eyes flashed with joy, and he called Ma Li with a snap of his fingers.  The card fragments torn by Feng Shizhen fell into the bouquet.  Young Master Tang had sharp eyes and picked it out.

    "Meng Xu'an? Why does this name look familiar?"

    Rong Dingkun happened to be walking over. When he heard the three words "Meng Xu'an", he immediately shuddered like a thief hearing the police whistle.

    "What's wrong with Meng Xuan?" he asked.

    Rong Jiashang pinched the back of Tang's cousin's hand hard and replied in a calm voice: "It's nothing. The tabloids are still talking about the birthday party."

    What happened on the day of the birthday party was simply the hurt that Rong Dingkun didn¡¯t want to recall.  He glared at the ignorant Master Tang and said to Rong Jiashang: "After you finish breakfast with your uncle, come to my small study. I have something to tell you."

    Young Master Tang looked at Rong Dingkun's leaving figure, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and complained to Rong Jiashang: "Brother, you are too cruel, you will tear off my skin."

    "It's my fault." Rong Jiashang said with a smile, "I will be gentler next time."

    There is a next time?  Master Tang thinks that this cousin is handsome, but his personality is really a bit eccentric and sinister, which is not fun.  He immediately decided to stay away from him in the future.

    There was no light on in the small study, which made it look even more gloomy and quiet on this rainy day.  There is a smell of death floating in the air. The orchid grass in front of the window has withered and turned yellow. The half-flowered branches died before they could bloom.

    Rong Dingkun touched the orchid with some distress, and his tense mood relaxed a little.

    He took out his key chain, opened the drawer of the cupboard with a small brass key, and pulled out a folder from it.

    In the folder, there is a photo of a girl in a white dress.  The photo is old and the image is blurry, but the girl's delicate features and graceful figure can still be seen.  Behind the photo, there is a line of Juanxiu handwriting written with a fountain pen.

    "A gift to Mr. Kun to help you survive. I hope you will live up to your love. Qingzhi."

    The girl¡¯s fragrant soul has long since passed away, and only her beautiful shadow remains on the small piece of paper.

    Rong Dingkun was in painRong Jiashang wanted to say a few words, but he saw Rong Dingkun holding a photo, absent-mindedly.  He had no choice but to retreat.

    Yang Xiucheng is in Hangzhou, but he is a little happy and does not miss Shu.

    Except for the first two days when he went back to his hometown to visit relatives and visit their graves, he spent the rest of the time living in a new hotel by the West Lake, hanging out with Du Lanxin all day long.  After being a clean and honest man for more than twenty years, once I let go of my hands and feet, I discovered the joy of having fun.

    The taste of having an affair is so wonderful, how could Du Lanxin be willing to take just a few bites?  She stayed in Hangzhou on the pretext of visiting her sick elders, and was incompatible with Yang Xiucheng.

    Yang Xiucheng sighed, Du Lanxin is really an excellent female companion.  She is fashionable, beautiful, knowledgeable, and a banker's girl. Apart from the fact that she cannot be taken out to meet people, she fully meets a man's highest requirements for a partner.

    "Besides, when they got into bed, Du Lanxin was very liberal and had many tricks. She was so fascinated by Yang Xiucheng that she really had the urge to die on her.  At this time, he had forgotten everything about the Rong family and Yu Zhihui.

    On an early winter morning, the sun shines brightly.  The two of them had spent the night together, and were now lying naked on the bed, not wanting to get up.

    "Have you figured out how to talk to Rong Dingkun after you go back?" Du Lanxin's fingers gently traced Yang Xiucheng's chest.

    Yang Xiucheng grabbed her erratic hand and said, "You said it, if I leave, even if he doesn't kill me, he will destroy me, at least leaving me without a foothold in Shanghai."

    "Shanghai is not the only city in the world." Du Lanxin bit the man's earlobe again, "Our family is going to open a second bank in Guangzhou. Follow me and I will protect you."

    Yang Xiucheng frowned: "I went to the Du family, what am I? Your concubine? The Du family just gave me another manager job, and they were afraid that I was a spy of the Rong family and would not reuse me."

    "What do you want?" Du Lanxin asked.

    Yang Xiucheng sighed softly and gently stroked the smooth arm of the beauty in his arms.

    "I'll break off the engagement with Rong Jiashang and let's get married."

    Du Lanxin chuckled: "You said it lightly. We signed a contract when we got engaged. If I want to break the contract, the betrothal gift will not be returned, and all the agreements signed by the two families will be invalid. My family will also have to pay compensation. You  Do you really want me to gain a reputation as a 'loser'?"

    Yang Xiucheng spread his hands: "What are your plans? Should we elope and go abroad?"

    Du Lanxin chuckled, "I'm not going to elope! I've worked hard to be a filial daughter for more than twenty years, and now it's over. I leave my guaranteed inheritance and elope with a man with nothing. What do I want?"

    Yang Xiucheng couldn't laugh or cry, but he liked Du Lanxin's straightforwardness, "Then what are you going to do?"

    But Du Lanxin couldn¡¯t answer for a while.

    "Then what's the point of discussing this topic?" Yang Xiucheng sneered, "Since each of us is reluctant to live our current life, then don't change, just be a monk for a day and catch the clock."

    Du Lanxin pondered for a moment, then sat up wrapped in sheets and looked at Yang Xiucheng seriously: "Are you confident that you can use Rong Jia as an excuse?"

    Yang Xiucheng was surprised, thought for a while and said: "It's hard to say. He has just started to get involved in the company and is a novice. But Jiashang is really smart and can endure hardships, and he is not easy to fool. But"

    "What?" Du Lanxin's eyes lit up.

    Yang Xiucheng said: "He originally wanted to go to the military academy, and even secretly admitted to the Whampoa Military Academy. Now his uncle forced him to come back and take over the family business."

    "Oh!" Du Lanxin laughed, "Serving the country in the army is such a lofty ideal, but Uncle Rong doesn't understand it? Don't worry, as my fianc¨¦e, I will naturally support my fianc¨¦ in pursuing his ideals unconditionally. As for the family fortune, isn't it true?  Are you a capable second shopkeeper?"

    Yang Xiucheng said: "The two of us are really like a pair of adulterers and adulterers."

    "I'm not afraid." Du Lanxin snuggled into his arms, "When your wings are full and my father is old and has nothing to do, I will divorce Rong Jiashang. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

    Yang Xiucheng knew that this was indeed a solution.  Besides, there is no other better way to go now.  It's just that this love came too late, leaving them in a dilemma.  The two of them hugged each other, looked at the clear and cloudless sky in Hangzhou in winter, and sighed in unison.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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