My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 238 Let's Reunite!

"There are many me in the world, but only one you!"

Han Huayin smiled lightly, casually, and overwhelmingly, turned around, and walked away quickly in the opposite direction.

Not long after they left, two men and women with sly eyebrows poked their heads out in the woods a hundred meters away.

"See, even Jiang Manxin, that vixen, can see that my sister's IQ has dropped, tell me how deceitful you are!"

Han Xiaodie is full of complaints, if you didn't trick me, would my sister not let me develop in the entertainment industry?

Live mercilessly, die terribly, life and death are not easy for people, what kind of monster are you!
"Why didn't I see that Bingzhuo's IQ has become lower, but she is more girlish!"

Li Huaifeng scratched his ears and cheeks, if his sister-in-law hadn't stopped him desperately just now, he would have rushed out and kissed each of Binghuo Shuangjiao in a circle.

Brother Feng knew that the two women had him in their hearts before, but he didn't expect to love to this extent. Li Huaifeng could hear the conversation between the two clearly.

"Brother-in-law, why do you and I never see things in the same way? I'm talking about IQ. You discuss the human body with me. You really can't hold back. You need sex to relieve your loneliness?"

Han Xiaodie looked at her brother-in-law with contempt, and the label of unscrupulous sex devil was firmly imprinted on her face.

"To be honest, I have never seen what your sister looks like with her clothes off!" Li Huaifeng said with shame.

"You used to be wearing clothes?" Han Xiaodie's eyes jumped wildly, and he said in his heart: the taste is really special.

"What I mean is, my relationship with your sister hasn't reached that level yet!" Li Huaifeng blew his beard and stared.

Han Xiaodie's delicate body shuddered, haven't you fucked yet?It was unexpected.

Han Xiaodie didn't doubt the authenticity of this sentence at all. After all, with her brother-in-law's character of running the train with his mouth full, if he had done that with his sister, he would have bragged about it a long time ago, showing off his might. How could he slap himself in the face? ?

Thinking of this, Han Xiaodie smiled, and said with a treacherous arc on the corner of his mouth: "I will help you tonight, with my sister-in-law's help, you are sure to slap my sister, and when the time comes, don't forget to promise me thing!"

"It's not good for us to make such a big deal on the first day of our reunion?" Li Huaifeng turned his head away, pretending to be brave, but secretly laughing inwardly.

"My family, don't slap your face swollen to make you fat. I've already known about your flamboyant intestines!" Han Xiaodie curled her lips in disdain, patted her clothes, and walked out unsteadily.

Li Huaifeng swallowed dryly, feeling that the small rhythm of life had been completely controlled by his sister-in-law, and he couldn't help being annoyed by being led by the nose.

The two had just walked out a few steps, but found four or five cemetery cleaning staff in front of their tombstone, pointing at their photos and commenting.

"Those two beauties come to the cemetery several times a month, what is this kid's background?" a middle-aged uncle said.

"I don't know, but judging from the appearance, there is no bright spot at all!" The cleaning aunt curled her lips.

"This kid is not as handsome as I am. I really don't understand why he is so attractive!" The young cemetery administrator teased.

Hearing this, Li Huaifeng was so angry that his face turned pale, and even after he died, people would slander me and provoke whomever he provoked!

He walked over angrily, and shouted: "Ah Feng, I come out to hang out, and I always rely on my noble soul. You ordinary people who don't know the truth, don't slander me!"

The three of them were taken aback for a moment, looked at the photo, and then at Li Huaifeng himself, with despair on their faces at the same time.

"Cheat corpse!"

The three dropped their brooms and trash baskets, and ran away desperately.

"Brother-in-law, you will scare them to death!" Han Xiaodie said helplessly.

Li Huaifeng curled his lips, glanced at the photo on the tombstone, and muttered: "Sister-in-law, am I really not photogenic? Put another artistic photo on it for me!"

……

Time flies, the sun sets and the moon rises, and another quiet evening is coming.

Han Huayin was sitting in the study, sorting out the documents, her thoughts always inadvertently jumping to the conversation with Jiang Manxin in the cemetery.

"Perhaps, we should forget the past and welcome new feelings!"

Looking at all the men around him, who can be like him, from hatred to love, and the life and death of love are unforgettable.

Han Huayin is a perfectionist, she pursues perfection in her career, and her relationship is even more lacking. She now sees all men and will unconsciously compare with Li Huaifeng.

A comparison, you will find that no one can compare with him.

Without a heart-pounding melody, how to write a new chapter of love?

Thinking in this way, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from the living room, and just about to go out to have a look, she saw her younger sister sprinting and rushing in.

"Today is not the weekend, so you can't study hard at school, why are you here?" Han Huayin said with a serious expression.

"I miss you, why are you so stern, thinking about your unrequited love again, thinking about your brother-in-law?" Han Xiaodie said to the point.

"This is not something you should care about!" Han Huayin felt a little shy about being guessed by her younger sister.

"Old sister, speaking of my brother-in-law, he is not handsome, he has no money, and his only advantage is that he is full of flamboyant mouths and picks up girls everywhere. What do you like about him?"

Han Xiaodie's voice was drawn out, and Li Huaifeng, who was hiding outside the door, heard every word and every sentence clearly, and the wall was scraped shockingly by Brother Feng's tiger claws.

"The dead are the greatest, you can't say that about him!"

Han Huayin was a little angry, and also a little surprised. The word Li Huaifeng has become a taboo topic among sisters since the death of the other party. Why has her attitude changed today?

"Sister, I'm still young, and I always use you as a guiding light emotionally. If you don't tell me, if I fall in love with a dirty man like a brother-in-law, my life will be ruined!" Han Xiaodie shook her elder sister's jade arm, softly and hard.

"You can't judge a person by his appearance, but by his heart. Although your brother-in-law's appearance is zero, but his heart is full!" Han Huayin said, it is inconvenient to mention all kinds of past experiences to her sister.

"Then if brother-in-law is still alive, will you still love him, live together with him, and have many babies?" Han Xiaodie looked ignorant, her innocent face full of anticipation.

To achieve Han Xiaodie's acting skills, he didn't go to the entertainment circle to develop. If China's film industry wants to catch up with Hollywood, it will have to wait at least another 20 years.

"He's gone, it's meaningless to say that!" Han Huayin said sadly.

"I mean what if!" Han Xiaodie broke the casserole and asked the end.

"Yes!" Han Huayin resolutely said, it would be great if there were no such assumptions.

"Old sister, then no matter what happens next, you have to be calm and don't go back on your word!"

Han Xiaodie's little heart is pounding, as long as her sister, a little bitch who misses her lover, sees the appearance of true love, her plan to enter the entertainment industry is guaranteed to be sure.

"What are you doing?" Han Huayin's phoenix eyes widened, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in her heart.

"Student Li, show up quickly!"

Han Xiaodie took out a handful of flowers from the cemetery from his pocket, and waved them to the sky.

Snowflakes flutter, the north wind blows.

The figure of Brother Feng appeared on the stage.

"Huayin, Afeng, I'm still alive!"

Li Huaifeng held a cigarette obliquely, leaned on the door frame, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and made a melancholy appearance.

The handsome appearance is not unattractive, but Han Xiaodie's skill in spreading flowers is really clumsy, which makes Feng's hair all over his head, which affects the cleanliness of the picture.

In the next second, Han Huayin slowly got up with an attitude of two parts uneasy, three parts excited, and five parts skeptical of life.

"Xiaodie, where did you find the actor, really, really looks like him!" Han Huayin's voice trembled slightly.

"Huayin, there is no need to doubt that actors can only imitate my unruly appearance, but they cannot deeply copy my noble soul. The one standing in front of you is the living husband."

Li Huaifeng frantically pushed out the cigarette butt, and shot at Han Huayin with burning eyes, opened his arms, and shouted: "Come on, let's reunite!"

For a long time in the past, Han Huayin had seen each other in her dreams many times, and she also questioned whether Li Huaifeng was really dead.

But as the days passed, this kind of thinking became weaker and weaker, so that she could only accept the reality with grief.

Her delicate body couldn't help trembling, and she walked towards the man in front of her step by step. Every detail of his face had already been imprinted in the heart of Goddess Han, which was extremely clear.

"Really you?"

(End of this chapter)