"How pitiful!" She sighed and shook her head, "People like you don't have anything you like. I all have my favorite dishes."
"Oilfish?" This was the first time Feng Hao heard someone say he was pitiful, and he couldn't help but find it funny, "Isn't that what your mother likes?"
"Yes, I like to make it because my mother likes it, and it's also because she likes to eat it, so I also like it."
Feng Hao stared at her for a while and was silent for a few seconds. Then Feng Qingyun said calmly: "I also have someone I like now."
"What?"
"You did it!"
"Tch! Boring!"
"I really didn't like anything before, but from now on, as long as it's made by you, I'll like it." He raised his hand and pinched the tip of her nose.
She smiled and brushed his hand away and said, "Then I will make you a bowl of arsenic soup. Do you like to drink it too?"
"Drink! Just do it!"
"I won't do it. You like to drink it, but I don't like to do it!" She covered his cheek with her palm, "It's so handsome, but it's a waste to poison him to death."
"I have been poisoned by you a long time ago, and the antidote is you!" He grabbed her hand and kissed her fingertips ambiguously.
Xia Yucheng is a girl, and of course she likes to hear sweet words. She laughed softly and said, "Can we have a good conversation?"
"Every word I say to you is very, very serious."
"Okay! How much do you want to pay?"
"Tong Leya?"
"Um!"
"If you don't let me take care of it, I won't. It's up to you how much you want to give."
"Then I'll go tomorrow, don't you object?"
"You have already spoken, how can I dare to object? Otherwise, you will have random thoughts again." Feng Hao pulled her up, hugged her slender waist, and whispered in her ear, "Little boy! Let's go up...and then
Let’s have a good talk...and I’ll be able to enlighten you..."
"What are we talking about? I'm tired, so we won't talk!" She immediately blushed. How could this man have anything good to say after he went up there? He just had ulterior motives!
After watching them leave the restaurant, Lily ordered the maid on duty to quickly clear the table.
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The atmosphere in the funeral home was very solemn.
The car had just stopped in the parking lot, and Leng Lingtian had already come over and opened the door.
"Miss Xia!"
Xia Yucheng got off the car, her long hair was tied into a beautiful bun, she was wearing a well-cut black dress, and she looked solemn.
"Ling Tian, are Miss Tong's family members here?" she asked as she walked away.
"Speaking of which, this girl is also pitiful. For such a big thing, there is no one to notify. It is said that there is no one at home, and her mother doesn't have many friends."
"Does Miss Tong have no friends?"
"I don't know. When I asked her, she said she was alone. Seeing how sad she was, I couldn't continue to ask questions, so I would just be alone. Anyway, the adults said that this matter should be taken care of for her.
Nothing!" Leng Lingtian replied respectfully.
Xia Yucheng listened and stopped asking.
In the farewell room, there were wreaths of flowers on both sides, and an ice coffin in the middle. This luxurious farewell room was the largest in the entire funeral home.
But it seemed extremely deserted, because there was only one living person standing inside, Tong Leya. She had long hair and a white daisy on her head.
She stood next to the ice coffin, lowering her head and looking at the lifeless woman inside in trance. She had cried enough and was sad enough. At this time, she just felt that nothing was real.