A Mistaken Marriage with Mr. CEO

C732 A Man Who Likes This Type of Man



C732 A Man Who Likes This Type of Man

Like this type of man.    

    

The two of them ate their lunch in silence, but there was still a difference between the two of them.    

    

After lunch, Han Zefaang and Zhao Wenwen nodded and left.    

    

Looking at Han Zefaang's back, Zhao Wenwen's eyes flashed and her eyes were filled with loneliness.    

    

She and Fong Manlun were inseparable.    

    

Unless Fong Manlun got Shen Qi.    

    

However, that was also impossible.    

    

The Hee family had already publicly recognized Shen Qi's identity. The only thing left was a grand wedding for Shen Qi.    

    

Shen Qi and Hee Yining were also in love with each other, and it was even more impossible for them to remarry Fong Manlun.    

    

Therefore, this was a dead end.    

    

Zhao Wenwen was very clear on this point.    

    

Therefore, if one's heart did not move, it would not hurt.    

    

In her life, besides being the Eldest Young Madam of the Feng family, there was no other path she could take.    

    

Even if she admired Han Zefaang very much, so what?    

    

She no longer had the right to be moved.    

    

Fong Manlun had made it so clear. Even if she wanted to be presumptuous, she wouldn't dare to be so brazen.    

    

Han Zefaang, although he was just a little rich kid, his background was still very solid.    

    

Once Han Zefaang left, a few girls immediately sat over and said to Zhao Wenwen, "Wenwen, he seems to be very special to you."    

    

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhao Wenwen immediately said, "He is just a newcomer. Don't bully him."    

    

"Oh, Wenwen, are you feeling sorry for him?" The girls immediately started to make fun of him.    

    

Zhao Wenwen looked back at Han Zefaang.    

    

Heartbroken? What right did she have to feel heartache?    

    

After all, the substitute was not the original product.    

    

Han Zefaang was Han Zefaang, and Cheng Tianji was Cheng Tianji.    

    

They were similar but different.    

    

Cheng Tianji would not be so warm. He would only hurt his heart.    

    

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhao Wenwen lowered her eyes and said, "You guys like you guys to go up!"    

    

"But he only saw you!" A girl supported her chin and said, "He just kept asking about you. As long as it has something to do with you, he will ask. As long as it has nothing to do with you, he will skip it. Wenwen, do you want to consider taking it? "    

    

Yes, Wenwen. It's okay to play occasionally. " Another girl also said," Anyway, you and Feng family are only married by marriage. As long as the Feng family doesn't object, you can play with them as you wish."    

    

These girls all had a good relationship with Zhao Wenwen, so they knew a little bit of inside information.    

    

Zhao Wenwen was indeed a little tempted.    

    

If it was just for fun, Could Han Zefaang be a substitute for Cheng Tianji?    

    

After all, their style was so similar.    

    

"Take advantage of the opportunity, Wenwen." After the girls finished talking, they turned around and left.    

    

Zhao Wenwen looked thoughtfully at Han Zefaang's position.    

    

When everyone had finished their gathering and left, Han Zefaang took the initiative to stand in front of Zhao Wenwen and said, "You drank. Do you need me to send you off?"    

    

Zhao Wenwen smiled. "No need. I have a driver."    

    

"But I want to take you to a unique place to wake up and drink. Is that okay? It won't take you too long." After Han Zefaang said that, he immediately said, "Of course, if you think I'm rude, then I'm sorry. Just pretend that I didn't say anything."    

    

"Okay!" Zhao Wenwen unexpectedly agreed to Han Zefaang's invitation. "Where to?"    

    

"It's a little cold. Put on your clothes first." Han Zefaang helped Zhao Wenwen put on her coat and said, "I'll take you there. " You'll know when you get there. "    

    

Zhao Wenwen let the driver go back by himself and got into Han Zefaang's car.    

    

Han Zefaang drove very slowly and steadily. He was not as wild as he was in the morning.    

    

Zhao Wenwen's eyes were a little unfocused. She said softly, "Why?"    

    

"What why is it?" Han Zefaang asked back.    

    

"Why do you want to know about me? Why do you want to get close to me? What do you want? " Zhao Wenwen's eyes gradually focused. She slowly turned her head to look at Han Zefaang. "Don't tell me that you fell in love with me at first glance. This joke is very bad."    

    

Han Zefaang laughed out loud. "You think too much."    

    

"Oh?" Zhao Wenwen also laughed. "What is that?"    

    

"I just feel that your eyes are very sad. You have something on your mind. " You are forcing yourself to smile. " Han Zefaang looked at him with an innocent expression. "I am not a good man, but I do not like girls who are unhappy. Although this is the first time we've met, I want you to really smile. "    

    

"Oh? Then how do you plan to make me happy? " Zhao Wenwen asked back.    

    

Han Zefaang thought for a while and said, "Wenwen, as the Queen of Stage T, you are used to seeing prosperity between people. Are you really happy?"    

    

Zhao Wenwen's eyes became dazed again.    

    

Happy?    

    

Had she ever been happy?    

    

She was indeed the princess of the Zhao family. She had everything she wanted.    

    

However, she wasn't happy.    

    

The person she wanted to see the most had always been hiding from her.    

    

All of her efforts were just a joke in the end.    

    

However, she did not expect that she would be forcefully torn apart in front of a stranger today.    

    

Zhao Wenwen subconsciously wanted to escape.    

    

Han Zefaang was indeed a boy next door. He knew women's hearts the most.    

    

Seeing Zhao Wenwen run away, he no longer pressed her.    

    

Han Zefaang suddenly pointed outside the car and said, "Look!"    

    

Zhao Wenwen immediately looked in the direction Han Zefaang pointed. She saw a group of people in the distance by the river. She did not know what they were doing.    

    

Han Zefaang stopped the car steadily and said softly, "Although it is not the Lantern Festival today, there are a lot of people putting lanterns here. Look, isn't it very beautiful?"    

    

Zhao Wenwen quietly looked at the lively crowd outside and the corner of her mouth curled up. "Yes."    

    

At this time, there were already quite a number of people who hung out their flower lamps.    

    

It was truly a bustling scene.    

    

Even if they did not participate in it, their moods would also become relaxed.    

    

Zhao Wenwen sighed and said, "You just came to H city. You know better than me, a local."    

    

"Are you suspecting that I deliberately asked for information to please you?" Han Zefaang looked at Zhao Wenwen with a smile. "You think too much. I just saw it when I was passing by. That's why I thought it might be good to bring you here to relax. I don't intend to chase after you. "    

    

Zhao Wenwen instantly smiled.    

    

"Do you have a girl you like?" Zhao Wenwen asked.    

    

"Yes." Han Zefaang answered without hesitation, "Unfortunately, it's impossible."    

    

Zhao Wenwen was curious. "Who is it? Why is it impossible?"    

    

"Because of her. She's already married!" Han Zefaang said helplessly, "Do you hate it when we are not married?"    

    

Zhao Wenwen was even more curious. "Do I know you?"    

    

"Yes." Han Zefaang nodded.    

    

"Who is she?" Zhao Wenwen felt a little sour for some reason.    

    

A man who was asking for her warmth turned around and told her that he had someone he liked.    

    

This feeling was really a roller coaster ride!    

    

"I'll tell you in the future. Okay?" Han Zefaang smiled bitterly. "After all, it is impossible for me to be with her."    

    

Suddenly, Zhao Wenwen felt sorry for Han Zefaang.    

    


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