2427. Chapter 2426 You also look at Haruki Murakami
Chapter 2426 You also look at Haruki Murakami
She just heard Xia Yucheng talk about the responsibilities of the Feng family men, but due to time issues, she didn't understand it well in the end.
So when Reiko said this, she was still confused.
"Puchi"
Reiko laughed out loud, her voice was very crisp, "Miss Lin, you won't understand this background. It's good luck that you can enter Hushan Villa like this. If it were Kyoto, you would definitely not be able to enter Fengzhai's door.
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Su Hanyan took a deep breath, and her dark eyes were full of confusion, "Well! I really don't understand, I just feel sorry for the young master."
"Stop talking!" Lingzi covered her mouth and kept shaking her head, "Some things are something that people below us cannot say..."
"Can't you criticize yourself behind the master?"
"Yes! That's what it means. You should be careful in the future and don't make adults angry."
Su Hanyan went over and opened the refrigerator, looking for ingredients to make lotus seed soup, "This means... the Feng family means the same era as us?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Reiko rushing behind her.
She suddenly turned around and looked at Reiko's frowning face, helping Reiko say it, "Well! You can't talk!"
"Yes, right!" Lingzi twitched her head a few times.
Su Hanyan was a little helpless. It seemed that the Feng family really didn’t understand the Feng family before!
Su Hanyan stewed the lotus seed soup and told Lingzi to watch the fire.
Then, she went to the living room and looked at Lin Congcong who was already asleep, and then slowly walked to the viewing balcony outside.
The rain outside has stopped. The flowers blooming on the edge of the balcony have been baptized by the rain. They are particularly cute with crystal raindrops, which makes people feel pity for life.
This is the top floor of the hotel. From the very perspective, it is a prosperous city with lights.
She looked in the direction of Hushan Villa, four years ago, where it became the watershed between heaven and hell in her life.
"There is a sorrow in the world that cannot cry. This sorrow cannot be explained to others. It is both an explanation and no one can understand it..."
She murmured softly, and suddenly a kind of inexplicable nervous pressure came from behind her, and followed the sentence she murmured, "It will never change, like snowflakes on a windless night quietly deposited in the heart.
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Feng Yan?
She turned around suddenly, Feng Yan stood behind her for some time, but he was still wearing a high-end custom handmade slim suit and shiny Italian handmade leather shoes.
Under the dim light, the whole person seems restrained and mature, and imposing.
"Do you look at Haruki Murakami?" Feng Yan frowned slightly.
Su Hanyan took a deep breath to calm down the stirring of her heart, complaining about her involuntarily and being sad about the scene.
Then, she said angrily, "Looking at your look of despised people, can't I look at Haruki Murakami? I said, I am from the mountain, but not from the primitive tribe."
Feng Yan said nothing, his eyes moved away from her face, walked to the edge of the balcony and supported the railing, silently watching the dim lights in front of him.
He once again acknowledged the woman's lies.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Su Hanyan looked into the distance in a depressed state.
The lights of thousands of houses in the city have illuminated the night sky without any dimness, and the sky is filled with a dark red and transparent light.
"What a pity, there are no stars in such a sky." Su Hanyan sighed. At night in the mountains, there were so many stars that they could not count.