Chatper 299 (1/2)
With her ears pricked up, she cautiously followed behind them.
Hearing the secret, the subconscious reaction was to figure out the ins and outs. Zhao Mengmeng followed them furtively, but she was afraid of being discovered, so she had to stay away.
"If I say that, you still don't feel at ease? What should I do? I will directly drag you to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get married? Yes, as long as you are willing, I will wait for you at any time. Is the household registration book ready?"
Hearing this sentence, Zhao Mengmeng gasped.
It seems that Pei Chenyang is serious. Even if Lin Miaoyu has a disability, he doesn't mind and is willing to marry her.
In contrast, she is not bad-looking, her family background is not bad, she is in good health, and she is not favored by Pei Chenyang.
It is said that people are more popular than people, but looking at it now, it really is.
"That's not what I meant. Calm down and listen to me." Lin Miaoyu seemed to be crying, and the sobbing voice made Zhao Mengmeng, who is also a woman, feel pity.
This is the gap between her and Lin Miaoyu. If she wants to cry so pear-blossomingly, she will definitely not be able to do it.
Zhao Mengmeng laughed at herself, and suddenly felt how boring the act of eavesdropping was.
No matter how thrilling his love between Pei Chenyang and his girlfriend is, it has nothing to do with her, Zhao Mengmeng. Why is she eavesdropping behind? Guilty?
Thinking of this, his tense body immediately straightened up.
Lin Miaoyu's words came again, with a somewhat tangled and painful tone.
"Chenyang, you say you don't mind now, it's just for a while, you don't know my situation at all."
As she spoke, Lin Miaoyu suddenly lifted her long skirt.
Under the skirt, the right leg is intact, but the left leg...
Zhao Mengmeng stared at this scene with wide eyes.
That Lin Miaoyu's left leg was fitted with a prosthetic.
She doesn't have a left leg!
His body trembled, and he took a step back.
She finally knew why Lin Miaoyu said disabled words.
Zhao Mengmeng even guessed that Lin Miaoyu wore a long skirt to cover up the fact that she was disabled.
Thinking this way seemed a bit vicious, but she couldn't control her thoughts from spreading out at all.
"See? This is my leg. It's broken. It's empty inside. It's just a prosthetic."
"I don't care." Pei Chenyang's firm voice came.
Zhao Mengmeng only felt a heavy pain in her chest as the words fell, as if being hammered hard.
It really hurts.
When rejecting her and humiliating her, Pei Chenyang was not polite at all and didn't take it into consideration.
But when facing another woman, he was full of tenderness. This strong contrast was enough to show how much she failed.
Admit it, Zhao Mengmeng, you are nothing compared to Lin Miaoyu.
She smiled bitterly, staggered, stepped back, and hit the fire extinguisher on the wall.
"Kang Dang", a crisp sound, attracted the attention of the two people in front of them who were in a state of ecstasy.
Pei Chenyang and Lin Miaoyu turned their heads one after another, Zhao Mengmeng, who didn't even have time to dodge, was directly seen by them.