When the Empress Becomes a Rich Family's Wasted Daughter

If I am really injured, can I sue Rongzhen for intentional injury?

However, I am still not sure what the master means.

In front of Rong Qingfeng, she couldn't act too strong...

......

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Rongzhen glanced at the message sent on her phone.

He Tiankun sent me a flight ticket for tonight.

Destination, Limen...

I didn't expect He Feng to go in such a hurry.

but.

The airplane was the one she saw on TV. It looked small, but it could actually fit a person in its belly and fly in the sky.

Rongzhen was very curious about how she would get into the belly of the plane.

Once again, this world is amazing...

She thought of sea and land transportation, but she never thought that it was really possible to fly in the air for a long time with human power...

About flying.

Rongzhen was still somewhat interested.

The phone vibrated, another message came.

It belongs to Gu Yan.

Rongzhen clicked it.

"Document...package?"

Page after page of pictures popped out.

Rong Zhen's eyes lit up.

Yunyu when she was a child!

Oh, no, this indifferent look is Gu Pei in his childhood.

"Sister Zhen, to express my gratitude, didn't you ask me for big brother's information last time? I thought about it, and all that appears on the Internet is superficial and polished!

But what I have here is first-hand information and my own observation!

So I sorted out my brother's photos and some miscellaneous information and put them in the briefcase for you.

I am very grateful, don't be too touched, little Zhenzhen."

"Oh, by the way, Sister Zhen, I've received another script. Come study it with me when you have time. I promise that I will definitely be the most reliable wingman in your pursuit of your husband!"

Also, here’s a cute emoticon of Gu Qian blinking.

Rongzhen poked and poked, and replied with an OK.

Are there any similarities between wingmen and airplanes? Rongzhen was confused.

But seeing Gu Fei wearing a small suit and tie and looking at the camera in a silly manner, Rong Zhen's mood suddenly improved a lot.

“Love to eat....”

“I haven’t found anything I particularly like to eat yet, but I don’t like to eat anything, like cilantro…”

coriander.

Coriander... Rongzhen poked the phone, Coriander.

I remembered the calm and composed man carefully picking out the green food from the plate.

A hint of nostalgia welled up in Rongzhen's eyes.

You see, at least your habit of not liking wild coriander has not changed in this life.

So, is it true that the Gu Fei she knew, except that he didn't recognize her and no longer loved her, had mostly remained the same?

Rongzhen decided.

I must give it a try when Gu Fei is not so busy.

She raised her eyes and looked in the mirror.

The person in the mirror was also looking at her.

The tails of her eyes are slightly raised, misty and inky, as if carefully drawn by an immortal. She is as beautiful as an immortal in the secular sense.

Rongzhen took out her phone and found many ways to chase a man on the Internet...

Thinking of this, the always dignified woman showed a little shyness on her face.

She took out her phone and turned on the camera.

Took a photo.

In the photo, her facial expression is a bit stiff, and...

She lowered her eyes and glanced at her sportswear.

She picked out a simple traditional Chinese style suit from the closet, put her hair up again, put on some lipstick, and found a new angle.

Another photo was taken.

Just now, he slowly opened WeChat and sent a message to Gu Fei.

Gu Fei was in a meeting. In order to prevent any unexpected news, he gave his cell phone to Wen Ji for safekeeping.

He rarely receives messages on his phone, so he doesn't set up any other complicated stuff. When there is a message, it will just show what it is.

Wen Ji was standing obediently in the corner of the meeting room, recording every word Gu Fei said during the meeting.

The phone vibrated.

I subconsciously tapped the screen and looked down.

The charming woman looked at the camera shyly. The camera moved downwards, revealing the black traditional Chinese coat she was wearing today. But... this angle...

Wen Ji's hands trembled, and he suddenly felt that the phone was very hot.

The man in the middle raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Ji in the corner. His black jade eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist....

Wen Ji's mouth twitched.

The words I just read echoed in my mind.

"Gu Fei... Do you think this dress looks good? It's the black color you like..."

Wen Ji's expression is hard to describe.

He was becoming more and more confused about the relationship between his own CEO and this little girl named Rong Zhen.

You say okay.

The CEO of our company was already cold as ice, and after seeing Miss Rong he felt as if he had reached the North Pole.

You can't say it.

There are so many ways to keep him from being harassed...

And, the chance encounter that night.

Wen Ji fell into memories...

How could it be that our CEO arrived first... It was clearly because he saw a familiar figure and a man going to the balcony, that Mr. Gu went to the balcony to get some fresh air for no apparent reason...

It's just that the door is in a different direction, it looks like the one who arrived first...

and so.

What does Mr. President mean?

He claimed that he understood Gu Fei's usual personality, but... the relationship between men and women... should be understood from one's own understanding?

Wen Ji always felt that Gu Fei and Rong Zhen might be different from ordinary men and women?

Gu Fei's face darkened.

Secretary Wen, who is always steady, has been staring at me for at least ten minutes...

Could it be that the phone received some message?

Gu Fei suddenly felt annoyed and wanted to end this meeting that was making him angry as soon as possible...

After seeing the message sent.

Rongzhen closed her phone with satisfaction and patted her face. Everything was the best arrangement...

Even in this life, it would be okay for her to be thick-skinned.

She stood up and was about to take new shoes from the cloakroom to try them on when something suddenly came to her mind and began to flow out uncontrollably...

My name is Rongzhen and I am nineteen years old.

My old memories are a little blurry. I can’t remember how dark the road from Jiangcheng to Jiaqing Village was. I can’t remember the first time I came to this so-called home, the smell of moldy licorice. I can’t remember the face of the man who looked at me coldly...

Sadly.

I remember it clearly.

My dad doesn't want me anymore because my mom died.

He married a new wife.

He also sent me, his own daughter, to the countryside.

Ever since I can remember, everyone around me hid the news of my mother's death from me. I naively thought that my mother and father were busy with work.

They would hire friendly uncles and aunts to take care of my life, cook for me and play with me.

But all this was broken by the returning father.

When he saw me jumping and running to greet him, he not only refused to hug me, but also looked at me coldly and told me to stay away from him.