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Chapter 2711

Soon, she came out, wearing a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt that were not particularly tight. I immediately praised her, "This is a good outfit. She looks energetic and beautiful."

She tilted her head and looked at me, "Really?"

I said: "Really. Let's go, you look beautiful no matter what you wear."

In the car going to my house, I found that Chenchen’s hands were clasped. She was really nervous.

After the car stopped outside my house, I took Chenchen into the small garden outside the house. Chenchen immediately praised: "Your home is so beautiful."

I looked at her and said, "I can't call this home because I lack a hostess."

Her face immediately turned red and she said softly: "Isn't your mother the mistress here?"

I was still looking at her, "Chenchen, you understand what I mean, right?"

Her face turned even redder, "I haven't fully promised you yet."

At this time, my mother opened the door and came out. She must have heard the sound of me driving here.

Mother's face was already full of smiles when she saw Chenchen. She immediately came over and held Chenchen's hand. She couldn't help but look at her, "You are Chenchen, right? You are so beautiful. Oh! Our family Feng Xiao is so lucky.

, I can find a beautiful girl like you. Come on, come in and sit down."

Mother's enthusiasm made Chenchen a little overwhelmed, and her already red face turned even redder. She softly called my mother: "Auntie..."

I could see that my mother was really happy, so much so that she fell in love with Chenchen without any principle. Of course, my mother's attitude towards Chenchen also made me very happy.

The three of us entered my home together. As soon as we entered, we saw the child looking at Chenchen intently. I hurriedly said to the child: "Yuanyuan, call Auntie."

The child was still looking at Chenchen intently. At this time, he suddenly asked Chenchen: "Auntie, are you my father's girlfriend?"

The child's words made me a little embarrassed. Chenchen immediately knelt down and began to look at the child. She smiled and said to the child: "Yes. Your name is Yuanyuan, right? You and your mother look alike."

alike."

The child immediately looked at her in surprise, "Have you seen my mother?"

Chenchen nodded, "Yes, I have seen your mother's photo. Your mother is very beautiful, and you are also very well-behaved."

At this time, my mother quietly pulled me, and I hurriedly followed my mother to the side. My mother glanced at Chenchen and the child not far away, and said to me in a low voice: "Why do I think she is so familiar?"

I immediately understood: my mother had seen Zhao Menglei’s photo, and a person’s eyes could be seen in the photo. But I couldn’t explain this in front of my mother because I was worried that Chenchen would find out about it. I was still like that

I think: No girl wants to be someone else’s substitute.

However, from the bottom of my heart, I do not regard Chenchen as a substitute for Zhao Menglei. To be precise, it was Chenchen who gave me the wonderful feeling I had when I first fell in love again.

After I got married to Zhao Menglei, I discovered that she was not exactly the same person I once knew. The main reason why I was willing to marry her at that time was also because of the feeling I had when I first fell in love. Unfortunately, time has changed and she has long since changed.

She has to be different from my ideal.

Now, I have finally found the first love-like feeling I had in middle school again, so the happiness in my heart is so beautiful.

At this time, when my mother asked me this question, I had no choice but to answer her: "Mom, it's because you like her, or you two are destined to be together, so you think she looks familiar."

The mother immediately laughed, "Maybe. Not to mention, I really like her. She looks like a child from a good family. Laughing, what do her parents do?"

I hurriedly whispered to my mother: "Her parents were once our country's diplomats stationed abroad, and they both passed away many years ago. She was basically brought up by my old director when I was in the provincial recruitment office. Mom,

You must not mention this matter in front of her, lest she will be sad."

The mother shook her head and sighed, "Poor child..."

Chenchen had a very happy chat with her children. I looked at them both and felt secretly happy.

Later, I took Chenchen to visit every room in the house. She was very interested in my study, "You have so many books here? Have you read all these books?"

I nodded, "I bought these books based on my needs. They are different from the books in my office."

She asked me in surprise: "What are the books in your office like?"

I smiled and said, "The books in my office are arranged with the help of the manager of the local Xinhua Bookstore. They are mainly Marxist-Leninist works and various party documents, and then world and domestic classics. Those are all displayed for good viewing."

She immediately laughed, "Then tell me, have you read all those books?"

I shook my head, "No. Sometimes I take out a book and read it when I have free time, but I doze off as soon as I read it."

She couldn't help laughing, "Why do I always think that all of you leaders have such theoretical knowledge? For example, when you speak, you always follow the same set of rules."

I smiled and said, "Actually, many of our speeches are written by our secretaries."

She looked at me and said, "Are you saying that a secretary is better than a leader?"

I shook my head and said, "You can't say it like that. Secretaries also write manuscripts according to routines. Generally speaking, we will tell the secretary the key points we want to talk about, and the secretary will just add it to the routine. Of course, there is really that

There are still some theoretical leaders, especially those who learned from the party school.”

She asked me: "Have you ever been to a party school?"

I shook my head, "No. Haha! However, the common people now seem to have some opinions on the Party School. Isn't there a jingle? From a distance, it is a temple, but up close, it is a Party school, where a group of corrupt elements are studying."

She couldn't help laughing, "It turns out you can be very humorous."

I looked at her, "So you think I'm stupid, right?"

She shook her head, "No. It's just that I always feel that you seem a little informal."

I didn't expect that I was like this in her eyes, so I couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Maybe we were very reserved when we were together before? But I really rarely tell jokes, except when we are at the wine table. Many leaders like to

Jokes are told over the wine table, so I had to tell some."

She immediately asked me: "What kind of jokes do you tell?"

I immediately smiled bitterly and said: "They are all colored. There is no way, many people like to talk and listen to things like that now. In fact, it is not just to say how bad everyone is, it is just to liven up the atmosphere." (To be continued.)

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