"Hey, what did you just talk to my dad about? Didn't you reveal the secret?"
Qian Xiaomei glanced at Hu Fei, who was driving seriously, and asked cautiously, "You won't be scared by him, right? I don't want to lie to you, just because I'm afraid you will ignore me after knowing that I am the daughter of the Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission.
Already."
"How could it be? It's you who is my friend, not your father."
Hu Fei shook his head and smiled, "We talked about your past and how we met. Of course, he was also very interested in everything I did in the army."
"It's fine if nothing is revealed."
Qian Xiaomei breathed a long sigh of relief, with a relaxed expression on her beautiful face, "I was worried that you would be tricked by him. You must know that he is the Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission and has worked in the Discipline Inspection Commission system for many years.
He’s the best at telling people’s stories and watching their emotions.”
Her voice paused, "By the way, what do you think of that woman?"
"Which woman?"
Hu Fei was stunned when he heard this, and quickly turned his head to look at Qian Xiaomei, and then realized that she was talking about her stepmother, that elegant woman full of aristocratic temperament, Le Meiya.
"You know who I'm talking about." Qian Xiaomei snorted heavily, "It's the woman who took advantage of the situation. After my mother passed away, she took advantage of my father's loneliness and emptiness to haunt me.
Dad, then he shamelessly tricked me into bed."
"Xiaomei, I know you and your mother have a very good relationship."
Hu Fei frowned and turned the steering wheel, "However, I think your aunt is not bad. After all, she is also your father's wife and your legal mother. You must respect her no matter what."
"Hmph, are you attracted to her?"
Qian Xiaomei snorted heavily, "This woman comes from a wealthy family in the capital. She has been raised like a princess since she was a child. She knows everything about music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She must have a good temperament, good looks, and a great figure. It is you.
It’s not surprising that you like her, this little boy’s killer of young women.”
"Qian Xiaomei, can you fucking be normal? Do you think the whole world is sorry for you after your mother passed away?"
Hu Fei's face darkened, he stepped on the brakes hard, and Santana stopped, "I know, deep down, you are jealous of Le Meiya, jealous that she can abandon everything and go with your father in pursuit of love, which you can't do.
,right?"
"You, you, you are a madman." Looking at Hu Fei's angry face, Qian Xiaomei's pretty face turned pale in an instant, her plump and tall breasts rose and fell violently, and she hurriedly unbuckled her seat belt, "Stop, stop, you are
My friend, or her friend, I want to get off the bus, I never want to deal with you again!"
"You are simply unreasonable!" Hu Fei frowned, looking at Qian Xiaomei's angry appearance, and sighed secretly in his heart. It seems that this girl's knot is not so easy to untie. It seems that this matter has been done too hastily.
It should be done step by step.
Qian Xiaomei looked at Hu Fei's sullen expression and remembered that this guy was defending that woman just now. She suddenly became angry and waved her hand vigorously to Hu Fei, "Let's go, let's go, you go."
"Qian Xiaomei, think about it for yourself, what is wrong with Le Meiya pursuing love? Doesn't she have the right to pursue her own love?"
Hu Fei shook his head, "Okay, you can reflect on yourself."
After that, he started the car and Santana drove forward slowly.
Qian Xiaomei watched the black Santana slowly leave her sight, thinking of the grievances she had suffered over the years, and now even Hu Fei was on the same side as Le Meiya. Not only was she sad, she squatted on the ground and cried loudly.
Tears fell down like broken beads.
This guy is so bad, he is also his fake boyfriend, and he, he actually throws himself on the street and doesn't care. How could he treat his girlfriend like this?
Crying, crying, a piece of toilet paper was handed over. Qian Xiaomei subconsciously took it and wiped her tears and nose. However, this piece of toilet paper seemed far from enough, so another piece of toilet paper was handed over...
"Thanks."
Qian Xiaomei sobbed and thanked her, but did not raise her head. After all, she, Miss Qian, was also a non-famous program host on the TV station. It would be embarrassing if someone recognized her.
"Okay, I've cried and been sad, it's time to go home."
A familiar voice rang, "It was my fault just now, I should consider your feelings."
"You, you didn't leave?"
Qian Xiaomei hurriedly raised her head and looked at that familiar smiling face, as if a heartstring in her heart was suddenly struck, and she immediately opened her arms and rushed towards him.
"Silly girl, how could I leave you?"
Hu Fei shook his head and stroked her hair, "I just don't want to see you unhappy. You have a knot in your heart. If you don't untie it, you will always live in depression and never be truly happy.
You don’t want to go home either.”
"Xiao Mei, you have to know that a person who is unwilling to go home will not have a complete life."
"I know, I know, I also want to go home and be with my dad."
Qian Xiaomei sobbed, "But as soon as I saw her face, I couldn't help but think of my mother."
"Okay, okay, if you don't want to go back, don't go back. In fact, you just need to think about how Le Meiya is actually a poor woman. She gave up everything just to serve a widowed middle-aged man. As a woman,
At least she deserves our respect."
Hu Fei rubbed Qian Xiaomei's head and sighed. It seemed that this girl had a heavy heart.
"Okay, get in the car, I'll take you home, don't cry like a little cat."
Hu Fei patted Qian Xiaomei's shoulder. Qian Xiaomei snorted softly and twisted her shoulders. This feeling was good, and she wanted to keep this feeling longer.
"Okay, just wet my suit with your tears. If someone recognizes you as a famous host crying in the arms of a handsome guy, your fans will think that I have put you down."
What's wrong, they haven't torn me into pieces yet."
Hu Fei chuckled and patted Qian Xiaomei's back gently, "I don't want to be eaten alive by those vicious fans of yours."
"You are so vicious."
Qian Xiaomei burst into tears and laughed, lightly hitting Hu Fei's chest with her pink fist, but she still got in the car obediently.
"Famous program host, how do you feel? Do you feel better after crying?"
Hu Fei chuckled and quickly started the car, "You can come to me and cry from time to time. For the sake of being a friend, I will lend you my shoulder for free. But, aunt, can you please look at my suit?"
For the sake of being new, please let me know in advance next time you cry?"
"De Xing, I bought this suit for you."
Qian Xiaomei snorted, turned to look out the window, her voice calmed down, "Hu Fei, you know, in fact, I know very well that I am not angry with Le Meiya, she is just a pathetic person pursuing love, I hate it
It's my dad, he married Le Meiya not long after my mom passed away."
"Although he keeps saying it's for love, I know he's also doing it for Le Meiya's identity."
"Le Meiya's identity, what is her identity?"
Hu Fei was stunned when he heard this. He thought of the nobility and elegance in Le Meiya's every move, and the spirit of gossip in his chest suddenly burned brightly.
Qian Xiaomei whispered a name, and then whispered, "She is the youngest daughter of the old guy."
Hu Fei was stunned when he heard this, and his hand holding the steering wheel trembled slightly.