Judging from Aiting's description, she left Zhangdao at a very young age and has become an orphan since then.

Under this pathological family rules, it makes sense that she has no feelings for her parents.

The atmosphere of this meal was not very good. Although Meng Fei tried his best to distract the topic and talk about some pleasant and happy things, Aiting was also trying her best to cooperate, but she was not in a very high mood after all.

What is eternal and unchanging is that time passes very quickly and there is no way to slow down. Before I knew it, three hours disappeared in the dull atmosphere.

The empty plate had been taken away by the waiter. Most of the time, Meng Fei held a cup of hot tea and looked at Aiting, who was leaning on the sofa with a little depressed look on the other side.

If you like someone, no matter what the objective situation is, you will feel more and more beautiful as you look at it, and you can't extricate yourself. So he just watched it for a long time.

"It seems very late, you still have to go back?"

Aiting turned on his phone and looked at the time.

"I was going back. But I changed my mind and stayed at Muentang for one night first. I will go to Wusong Wharf with you tomorrow morning."

"That's just right, you can go back together."

After paying the bill, they left Dafu Square. The two walked under the sycamore trees covered with bare branches, on the street where the cold wind whistled.

At around ten o'clock, the street was empty and pedestrians were sparse. Aiting looked a little lost.

Meng Fei didn't think too much, and grabbed her and was about to insert her hand into her pocket, wrapping her cold fingertips with her warm palms.

Although it was a little cool, it felt good. Her hands felt soft, but the bones under her soft skin were very tough.

He pulled Aiting to lean over quietly. After walking about dozens of meters, Aiting was blown in the strong wind, and her black hair leaned on his shoulder. The fragrance of Fa came with the wind.

A cold wave came, the weather was cold and the wind blew on his face like a knife cutting it. But at this time he was not afraid of the cold at all.

"I think I'm abnormal?"

Aiting seemed to be muttering to herself.

"It's quite normal when you don't talk about your family."

Meng Fei didn't know how to answer, so he decided to find the beautiful side of her.

"You've never seen your dad before?"

"Please, although I can't go to Zhangdao, he can come out to see me, right? I've seen it three times in my memory."

"Three times..."

Meng Fei was speechless.

It has been seen three times in more than 20 years, and it is an average of one time in eighty or nine years.

Isn't this the same as never seen before?

"There is no way. According to the rules of the Ai family, if you have neither a boyfriend who is willing to marry into a marriage, you cannot contact the Ai family. You will not be recognized as a descendant of the Ai family.

"If my dad comes out to see me, his status will be affected.

“It’s pretty good that I can see it three times.

“What’s more, I think living alone is also good.

"I was admitted to the Criminal College, I was admitted to the Criminal Investigation Bureau, and I was promoted to a senior official at the vice-ministerial level..."

When she talked about this senior official, she obviously hesitated for a moment.

Because she had not figured out whether this twelve-level senior official was obtained by her hard work or Lao Li forced her to give it to her.

"I have paid off all the tuition and living expenses they paid for me, and I don't owe them anything.

“Isn’t it great for me to live like this?

"Why does Zhangdao still involve me?"

Who told you to be born there...

This is the art of reincarnation. But in theory, your fetus was actually very popular.

Meng Fei thought helplessly, but of course he didn't dare to say it out.

"Don't worry, wait until I see your dad and solve everything, and then I won't have to involve you anymore for a long time."

"Why do I feel like someone is bragging again?"

"Aren't I comforting you?"

Meng Fei quietly changed from holding hands to hugging her waist, hugging her tightly beside her. The world seemed to have become quiet.

If time stagnates at this moment and the road will never end, that would be great.

...

The next day, December 27, 8020, God’s birthday, 9:00 am.

Apart from the relaxed and leisurely atmosphere of the festival and no need to go to work, there is no difference.

For Meng Fei, the most troublesome thing is that women's luggage is always more than imagined.

It is possible that he would have to live in Zhangdao for ten days, but he only carried a backpack with a few items to change clothes inside.

But Aiting's luggage was two suitcases, one big and one small. The big one was enough to hold the next person.

Of course, he carried all the luggage. Although he felt in private that Aiting's strength was not smaller than him. No, he must be greater than him.

Fortunately, I went straight to the dock all the way.

The weather is really good, the sky is so blue that it looks like clean glass. Because the sky is blue, the sea is dark and blue. There is wind in winter, and the sea water is uneasy and turbulent.

A yacht that is not too big, white, like a pea pod, has already been docked on the berth and will set off soon.

Although this boat is small, this boat is the only ship to Zhangdao in the past ten days.

Every year, the birthday of God is almost the same, and there is always a "winter violence" in Qingmangdong Sea. Now it is on the way.

The winter storm is a super whirlwind formed by the intersection of the cold waves from the south and the warm currents from the north, accompanied by strong winds and rainfall. The winter storm is not navigable during the ten-day period.

At this time, Meng Fei and Aiting were sitting together in a small white building with the "Lynx Military Industry" sign hanging on the dock.

Aiting's procedures are very simple to get a blood test.

Meng Fei answered the questions constantly asked by two women wearing professional attire like interviewers behind the desk opposite.

"Is your name?"

"Meng Fei."

“What is your gender?”

“Isn’t this very obvious?”

"Sorry, Mr. Meng, gender is not necessarily the same as it seems. We need a recognition that you personally express."

"Okay, male."

"What about your sexual orientation?"

“…My sexual orientation is normal.”

“You have to show that from a sexual perspective, do you like men or women, or other genders? Or not just one of them?”

"Why should I answer such a strange question?"

Meng Fei was very dissatisfied. The problem was that Aiting was sitting next to him, which made him feel very embarrassed.

"According to the previous statement, you are interested in applying for the status of a son-in-law of the Ai family. This is part of the qualification review. You can also refuse."

Application... When did I apply? I just chase a beautiful girl like a normal person. Do you think I really want to marry into a married woman?

Rejecting naturally means that the strongest son-in-law in history is eunuch in advance. Well, I'll just answer.

"I only like women."

Meng Fei felt that Aiting beside him could not help laughing out loud. However, the interviewer who gave his preface recorded it expressionlessly.

“What type of women do you like?”

"I just like this one next to me."

Meng Fei responded without changing his face and his heart was beating.

"We mean specific. For example, do you like long hair, medium-short hair, short hair, straight hair or curly hair?"

In order to ensure that you don’t make any mistakes, Meng Fei turned his head and looked at Aiting, who had already blushed beside him and confirmed.

“I like medium and short hair, straight hair.”

"How many sexual experiences have you had? Who did you specifically with?"

“…”
Chapter completed!