"Ms. Teng, I think you have mistaken the person. My father's surname is Han, and his surname is never Fang. I grew up in the United States and have never been to Hong Kong when I was a child."
"Really?" Teng Feiyu couldn't believe it, because Han Murphy looked so much like Ah Hui back then.
"Why should I lie to you?" There was no emotion in Han Murphy's eyes, no love or hatred, as if he was really not Fang Hui's son.
Teng Feiyu was stunned. However, she did not dare to bet that if the Han Murphy in front of her was Fang Hui's son, there would be deep hatred between them: "Whether it is true or false, I hope you will leave my daughter."
Stay away!”
"Ms. Teng, please rest assured about this. I, Han Murphy, am rich and powerful, and there are many people who want to marry me. Since you are so opposed to my marriage to Xiaoxiao, I have no intention of destroying your family. By the way,
Let me tell you some good news, I am about to get married to Zheng Tianai, the daughter of the Zheng Group." Han Murphy said it very easily, and there was no flaw in the expression on his face.
Teng Feiyu was a little confused. Normally, Han Murphy should be Fang Hui's son. But looking at his performance today, he didn't look like Fang Hui's son: "You are really not Fang Hui's son. You are so close to Xiaoxiao."
Isn’t it for revenge?”
"Ms. Teng, I can't understand a word you said. I'm sorry, I'm busy. If you have nothing else to do, please do."
After hearing the eviction order, Teng Feiyu raised his head and stared into Han Murphy's eyes. The look in his eyes was as calm as water: "I hope you are really not Fang Hui's son. Sorry to bother you. By the way, I wish you a happy wedding."
Then she stood up, straightened her body and walked out.
Looking at Teng Feiyu's back, Han Murphy seemed to have returned to twenty-six years ago.
After so many years, this woman's back is still so charming.
No one would have thought that such a beautiful woman could be so vicious!
I remember back then, she cooked for him all day long, put him to bed, and taught him Chinese.
Now that his Chinese is so good, she deserves half of the credit for speaking it.
At that time, he always liked to pull her long braids and say: Sister, I like you. You must wait until I grow up! When I grow up, I will definitely marry you as my wife!
And she always pinched his nose and said: Murphy, do you like your sister more? Or do you like your mother more?
He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at all at the time. If he knew, he would never like her!