After being sent to the group show by rich parents, I exploded

Chapter 356 show you something
Such a cute name, it sounds like a girl!
Could it be that this scumbag is having affairs with other girls while stepping on two boats?
This absurd idea just came to mind for a second, before Feng Yasong mercilessly pia'd it out of his mind.

No no no, impossible!

Although he has been unilaterally labeled as a scumbag by her, but since he met him now, he seems to have shown obvious interest in Fengya and himself.

Keep a clear distance from other members of the opposite sex, whether in private or in front of the camera.

Unlike the kind of big boy who is pure and ignorant in front of the camera, who smokes and drinks in private...

Seeing her absent-minded look, Zhong Jingchen knew that she might be planning herself in her heart.

He pointed to the cat room where the cat meowed continuously from an hour ago, and now it has completely returned to calm, and justified his name: "Don't think about it, Yaya is that fat cat."

Feng Yasong: "..."

She gave an indifferent 'oh', and said to herself that it's a good thing this scumbag respects her, and he didn't casually peep into her privacy.

Otherwise, even if she didn't jump up and fight him hard on the spot, she would never be able to coexist peacefully with him in the future!

Don't ask, asking is a woman whose privacy is completely pryed out, how is it different from running naked in front of him?
Feng Yasong secretly heaved a sigh of relief, even the discomfort symptoms of numb scalp and goosebumps all over his body were relieved a lot.

But the awkwardness in my heart is still there.

Even the tone of her questioning was muttering, not to mention how resentful she was: "Since you know that what you did is wrong, why would you rather take so much trouble and take so many measures, rather than live in? You don't This suite is missing!"

And Zhong Jingchen: "Sorry, I have my reasons, and it's not convenient to tell you right now."

The man looked directly into her eyes, his eyes were full of seriousness.

The tone is also solemn and sincere, and it doesn't look like he is lying.

Coupled with the details of getting along with each other in the past four months of acquaintance as evidence, although Feng Yasong always makes him a scumbag, subconsciously, he is more inclined to believe him.

Believe it, believe it, but you can't ignore the many contradictions between his behavior and behavior.

such as:

Obviously acting so elegant, but he took the initiative to get close to her and flirt with her.

Mingming said that if it is not necessary, other than him and the hourly workers are forbidden to enter the house, but he invites her to come in.

She obviously cherishes Fengya's relics so much, but she is generous enough to let her use them as she pleases, even if they are worn out, it doesn't matter.

Obviously, she was sending her signals that she was more important than Fengya everywhere, but she still didn't clean up the place in her heart, and only allowed her to live in alone...

Feng Yasong never likes to do things that she is not sure about, and at the same time, she also knows very clearly: instead of continuing to drag on with him in an ambiguous manner and internalizing herself, it is better to take this opportunity to make things clear at once.

If he really has the idea of ​​stepping on two boats, if he is unwilling to let go of Fengya and wants to continue to develop with her, she will unilaterally announce the termination of this game.

Get out quickly and stop the loss in time, so as not to continue wasting time and energy on the scumbag.

If he is willing to let go of Fengya and have a try with her...

Then it depends on his performance in the future, whether it is game over or the game continues.

After making up his mind, Feng Yasong picked up the goblet in his hand, and took a sip of the happy water of Fat House.

After cheering myself up in my heart for a while, I took the posture of breaking the boat and said: "Then you took the initiative to invite me to be a guest, and you let me wear her slippers and use her cup casually, and how many of them are you?" mean?"

"You can't have your own reasons. It's not convenient to tell me right now?"

Chong Jingchen shook his head, but did not answer her directly.

Instead, he walked out of the restaurant with a red wine glass in his hand and went straight to the second floor.

Feng Yasong: "???"

Before she could hesitate whether she wanted to follow, the man had already reached the second floor with his long, dominant legs. He leaned on the railing and looked down at her and said, "What are you doing here? Come up quickly."

Only now did Feng Yasong imitate the goblet in his hand, and while climbing the stairs, he looked at the layout of the second floor calmly.

It turned out to be the same as the first floor, and all the layouts were the same as before her sudden death.

Looking at this kind and long-lost scene, familiar yet unfamiliar, Feng Yasong was once again filled with emotion.

It wasn't until she reached the second floor that Chong Jingchen continued, "I'll show you something."

After speaking, he took another step and led Feng Yasong straight to the study.

Undoubtedly, the layout of the study is almost the same as Feng Yasong's impression.

The books on the shelf are neatly arranged in different categories, and the handicrafts she made by herself when she was on a whim are placed in the spare space.

What naive little Nendoroids, anime characters made of small building blocks, dried flowers that are packaged into exquisite bouquets after drying...

In addition, there is a large white wall dedicated to displaying the masterpieces of calligraphy produced by her while entertaining herself!

Looking at it, Feng Yasong's face became hot unconsciously.

I used to think that only she lives in this house, and there will be few visitors, so I can arrange everything as I like, depending on my mood.

Now when I visit it from the perspective of an outsider, I suddenly find that the way these things are displayed looks quite narcissistic.

I don't know what Zhong Jingchen will think.

During the time when she was secretly ashamed, Chong Jingchen had already put the goblet on the desk, and casually pulled out a folder from the bookshelf.

While quickly flipping through the transparent inner pages of the folder, looking for what he wanted her to see, he also inoculated her in advance with a playful tone: "I suggest that you first put down the goblet in your hands like me, otherwise I won't Make sure you don't miss it because you are too flustered next time."

Feng Yasong let out a disdainful "Cut" and said to her heart that my sister was also an internationally renowned Grand Slam actress in my previous life, what kind of big waves have I never seen?

How is it possible to panic and break a glass because of something you're about to show me?
Unless what he's going to show her next is something very depressing!
In order to avoid being slapped in the face by the speed of light, Feng Yasong did not dare to speak too much after all.

After silently putting his fat house happy water and his red wine side by side, Zhong Jingchen just stopped flipping through the inside pages of the folder.

found it.

He took out the thing contained in the transparent inner page, and handed it directly to Feng Yasong: "You should remember what this is, right?"

(End of this chapter)