"Um, boss, what does my handsome face have to do with Dean Jin's tulips?" Fu Yanjie asked strangely. Neither he nor Duan Ya had ever been to Jin Rui's villa, so naturally they didn't know about the flower garden.
white tulips.
Zheng Feng only planned to play it as a joke at first, but since Fu Yanjie asked, he put away his smile and said seriously: "Dean Jin cultivated many white tulips in the garden of the villa. I hope they can grow."
Blooms in winter.”
Duanya frowned and said: "I still have a certain understanding of plants and flowers. Flowers like tulips can only bloom during the season and fall asleep in the summer. In any case, the temperature in Yeluocheng reaches sub-zero temperatures in winter, so
In this season, no matter how you cultivate it, it should be impossible for tulips to bloom?"
The swamp vines on the cliff have dual attributes of swamp and plant, so he deliberately studied the plant attributes for a period of time. Although he is not a 100% expert on tulips, at least he knows the flowering season.
Even Duanya knew something, how could Jin Rui not know about the tulips that he had raised for so many years?
Zheng Feng thought of old man Bai stopping at the door of the mercenary union and asking him about the vicissitudes of that time. He shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I don't know very well. However, letting the tulips bloom in the snowy winter is a good match for Dean Jin and
For Old Man Bai, it seems to have its own special meaning. Even though they know it is impossible, they are still unwilling to give up."
Everyone will always have their own story. Deliberately exploring other people's secrets will not be of any benefit to others or to yourself. Unless one day, he really has a way to satisfy everyone.
The tulips in the garden are in full bloom when it snows. Perhaps the two old people will tell the long-lost past from the bottom of their hearts.
Zheng Feng waved his hand and stopped the topic. He turned to Fu Yanjie and asked, "How is the investigation going on the fourteenth prince of the Mad Lion Empire?"
If Zheng Feng didn't take the initiative to bring it up, Fu Yanjie would have almost forgotten about Alexander.
"Boss, I thought you had forgotten about that guy. Today is only the first day, and there is really not much information available. However, judging from his words and deeds, he is impeccable and has to be admired. There is not even a hint of royalness.
I don’t have any squeamishness at all. No matter who I face, I always have that approachable smile on my face. But..."
Fu Yanjie said: "It's still a little bit worse than me..."
Zheng Feng directly dragged Fu Yanjie back from the 'Brother Pig Mode' and said: "Tell me the important point!"
"Uh! Boss, can't you let me be intoxicated? It's rare that I have become so handsome now. Are you jealous?" Fu Yanjie muttered in a low voice.
Since getting rid of all that extra fat, this guy has entered 'Brother Pig Mode' more and more frequently.
Zheng Feng really wanted to kill this stinky guy with a slap in his face, so that his ears could be cleaned.
Seemingly sensing Zheng Feng's thoughts, Fu Yanjie immediately stood up and concluded: "But that guy is definitely not as peaceful as he appears. I am very confident that his words and deeds today will all be different."
It’s all just an act!”
Zheng Feng asked: "Why do you say that?"
Fu Yanjie does not have the sensitive intuition of women. It is impossible for him to speak based on his feelings like Tianyu and others. His constant inferences need evidence to maintain. He smiled and said: "Details!"
"Alexander Sanchez greeted the group of people in the class with a smile on his face and shook hands with everyone who came, but every time after shaking hands with someone, he would always put his hand back in his pocket and rub it gently.
When I met those guys, the men were busy trying to flatter me, while the women just stared at the pretty boy’s face without even noticing it.”
Duanya already somewhat understood what Fu Yanjie meant and asked, "Are you sure that what he put in his pocket was a handkerchief or something like that?"
"Of course! I also deliberately soiled my palms and asked him to borrow a handkerchief. The final result was undoubtedly that he wanted to pretend to be a good person and would not refuse my request. What he took out from the pocket on his upper body was
A silk handkerchief. That handkerchief is right here!"
At this time, Fu Yanjie took out a pure white handkerchief from his pocket. However, the handkerchief was covered with many stains and even had obvious footprints. It did not look like it was in normal use.
"You didn't return the handkerchief to him?" Duanya asked, and he was more curious about how the second brother used it to turn the pure white handkerchief into this look.
He was certain that when Alexander lent the handkerchief to his second brother, it could never have been like this. How could anyone lend such a dirty handkerchief to others? Wouldn't it be embarrassing for him?
Fu Yanjie said slightly angrily: "Pay it back!"
Zheng Feng suddenly asked: "Picked it back from the trash can?"
Fu Yanjie was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, he didn't say anything yet, and the boss knew how the guy handled the handkerchief. Then he nodded and said: "Well, I picked it up from the trash can at the back door of the teaching building, and the guy threw it away."
It's really secretive. If I hadn't been as sure as the boss that he would throw away the handkerchief, I wouldn't have gone through the trash cans one by one, and after more than ten searches, I picked this thing back up as evidence."
After he used it, Alexander thought the handkerchief was dirty and threw it away. Although he had prepared it in advance, when he finally found it in the trash can, he was still full of anger!
There is no need to explain too much. Even if Alexander is not a mysophobic person, he is definitely an extremely aloof guy. From the details of how he wiped his hands after shaking hands and how he threw away the handkerchief used by Fu Yanjie, it is all explained one by one.
, he looked down upon ordinary students like Fu Yanjie, and it was extremely rude to talk to or even shake hands with them.
How could a person with such an aloof personality wear such a sincere smile to talk to those guys in the class? That's why Fu Yanjie said that all his actions today were all fake.
However, Alexander's character would not make Zheng Feng feel strange. If he was really as consistent as he behaved today, then it would make him feel strange.
He has been with his adoptive father for five years. In the interactions between the so-called nobles, every one of them is wearing a human skin mask. Even if he hates someone deeply in his heart, he may still greet him with a smile on the surface.
Until the end, he will still laugh and stab you silently.
This is true among the great nobles, not to mention the royal family above the nobles. Especially for the inheritance of the throne, even brothers who are connected by blood have their own agendas, hoping that the other party will be 'accidental' and go to meet the Lord of Light in advance.
Birdman.
Even for Lin Tianxue and Lin Tianyu, Zheng Feng cannot guarantee whether they will maintain such a close sisterly relationship in the future. They are still young and have not yet come into contact with many things...
Power! Especially absolute power can seriously distort a person's mind. This is the root of human nature!
"What else?" Zheng Feng continued to ask. Alexander's character was still secondary in his eyes. What he wanted to know most was whether the purpose of Alexander's return to the Tianlong Empire was really just a simple 'academic exchange', or was it
There is another purpose!
Fu Yanjie shook his head and said: "I can't get any more information at the moment. He spends most of his time dealing with the guys in the class. It's impossible for me to ask for too much useful information. Moreover, after class, the two princesses also
I didn’t stay in the classroom. Before Alexander came into contact with the two princesses, I really wasn’t sure whether he had any thoughts of getting married!”
Zheng Feng thought about it. In just one day, asking Fu Yanjie to find out more information was indeed a bit of a coercion. Besides, if it was quick, the adoptive father's reply would be sent tomorrow, and then he would naturally be asked to do so.
Things became clear.
…
Early the next morning, when Zheng Feng and the others walked from the dormitory to the classroom, the atmosphere along the way was unusually weird. They were still halfway there, and wherever they went, they would immediately become the focus of passers-by, and the students around them would always get excited.
They were discussing something in a low voice and pointing at them like monkeys crossing the street.