The fake rich lady of the era relied on mind-reading to win.

Even though there were other speculations in his mind, Lin Xiaofa remained gentle on the surface, and showed a hint of distress from time to time, which made Luo Meixin feel secretly proud.

"As expected of the male protagonist in the book, he is good-looking and affectionate. Fortunately, he didn't give it to Song Zhiyao stupidly. Now that the plot of the book has been ruined by me, does that mean that I am the female protagonist of this world?"

When she thought that she was the heroine Luo Meixin, she was extremely surprised, and her face showed joy, but her pig-headed face turned ferocious.

Lin Xiaofa, who was opposite, could see this horrific scene clearly. He couldn't help but tremble in his heart and showed a forced smile, "Meixin, I came here today just because I was a little worried about you. Now I have to rush back." Busy working."

His words made Luo Meixin feel good. She felt that he was taking time out of his busy schedule to come see her, and he didn't dislike her now. Others said in a gentle voice, "Xiaofa, you go back to work first and don't worry about me. You I understand all your thoughts.

We'll make an appointment to hang out in a few days. "

Luo Meixin also knew that her face was not healed yet, and if she continued to talk, it would damage her image. It would be better to be a considerate and sensible little woman. Maybe Lin Xiaofa would like her more.

At this time, Lin Xiaofa really couldn't stand Luo Meixin's appearance. After hearing this, he left Luo's house as fast as a monster chasing him.

However, Luo Meixin felt that he was career-focused and would definitely go back to work in a hurry.

He was still muttering to himself, "Song Zhiyao, so what if you are the heroine? If the hero is not obedient in front of me now, you will have nothing to do with me after I marry him."

Although his voice was small, there was a cruel meaning in his words.

For a period of time after that, Luo Meixin had no time to trouble the Song family. She only wanted to cure her face, and then she used a lot of medicine on her face to no avail.

I had no choice but to go to the hospital later, but the answer I got was, "Your face is allergic to something you ate. There is no medicine to cure it. You can only recover after the allergen is slowly digested."

Luo Meixin looked around. After a week, only a little swelling had subsided, but her whole face still looked miserable. She had no choice but to stay at home.

She also asked for leave from her job in the textile factory. If it was Lai Yanling before, she would have taken care of her. After Luo Meixin came to the house to cause trouble several times and made trouble for the Song family from time to time, she ignored her.

After half a month, Luo Meixin's face got better, but it looked less scary than before, but if you look closer, you can still see patches of redness and swelling.

After seeing that it was better, Luo Meixin painted her face white and learned the lesson from the last time. This time she asked Luo Jianfeng to bring it back from the department store. I heard it was imported.

After applying white powder, Luo Meixin planned to go to the Song family to cause trouble. Unexpectedly, Song Zhiyao went out to support Jiang Province, and she couldn't see that she could only cause trouble to the Song family.

Fortunately, Luo Meixin knew how to save face and didn't go too far. She just came to eat and drink every time her family had dinner. The two little devils of the Song family listened to Song Zhiyao's instructions.

Apart from the verbal dispute, there was no other conflict with Luo Meixin.

The Song family did not tell Song Zhiyao these things because they thought she was so busy at work and so tired when she got home, so there was no need to bother her with this little thing.

If Song Zhiyao knew about it, she would feel that the lesson this time was not enough and her face should be left swollen for a longer time.

Song Zhiyao, who was standing in the distance waiting for the two of them to come over, saw Luo Meixin pulling the man to turn elsewhere. He had clearly seen her just now, so why did he take a detour?
  Song Zhiyao soon thought of the man Luo Meixin had been obsessed with before. That man must be the son of leader Luo Hongxing, so he was so afraid of her seeing him?

Song Zhiyao smiled playfully, and a cold voice came into Luo Meixin's ears, "Meixin, we haven't seen each other for so long, why do you take a detour when you see me?

Why don't you introduce the gay man next to you to me? Are you afraid that I will be too good to take him away? Hahahaha, how could I do such a thing? I don’t even bother grabbing other people’s things, especially men. "

I thought Song Zhiyao didn't see them, but she didn't expect her eyes to be so sharp. Luo Meixin cursed in her heart, if she had known she wouldn't come to this park today.

Now that she knew she regretted it, she thought Song Zhiyao had not come back, so she wanted to take Lin Xiaofa to this park to let people in the textile factory know that she had found a good man.

Now that she was unable to succeed, she met the person she least wanted to see.

She was fine by herself. Thinking that Lin Xiaofa was Song Zhiyao's official spouse in the book, Luo Meixin gritted her teeth in jealousy. She had already regarded the man in front of her as her own.

Even if she has nothing to do with Song Zhiyao now, as long as she thinks about them being a couple in the book world, she is afraid that this man will slip away from her hands.

But now when I heard Song Zhiyao's words, I felt even worse. It was as if I could understand everything she did. It was as if she had robbed Song Zhiyao's things.

Luo Meixin was in a panic at this time, afraid that Song Zhiyao would know that Xiaofa in front of her was her official match, and she was also afraid that Lin Xiaofa would fall in love with Song Zhiyao's beautiful face.

At this time, she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. She didn't know how to answer for a while, and wanted to run away as if she didn't hear him.

But Lin Xiaofa beside him looked curious, "Meixin, is that person in the distance talking to you? I just heard your name being called. Let's go over and say hello."

Lin Xiaofa didn't know why, but when he saw Song Zhiyao in the distance, he wanted to go over and take a look. There was a magical force that attracted him.

He tried his best to suppress this strange feeling.

However, Luo Meixin's eyes were full of jealousy when he looked at him with confusion just now.

"Is this the mutual attraction between the male and female protagonists? No, Lin Xiaofa is mine."

Luo Meixin thought about it for a long time, but her face looked extremely calm.

Facing Lin Xiaofa on the side, "Xiaofa, the person speaking is Song Zhiyao, and you also know that my relationship with her is not good.

I just thought that it would be awkward for the two of them to meet. I just wanted to stay away from her when I saw her. I was afraid that it would be bad for everyone if they quarreled when they met.

I don't want my parents to be uncomfortable, and I don't want it to be difficult for the Song family's mother. After all, the palms and backs of our hands are full of flesh. We are destined not to coexist peacefully, so it's better not to meet each other. "

Lin Xiaofa nodded upon hearing this and followed Luo Meixin's words, "The relationship between you two is indeed a bit awkward. I just heard Song Zhiyao speak very irritably, as if he wants to trouble you, so let's go."

Luo Meixin breathed a sigh of relief at his words, wondering if it was because she was becoming more and more important in Lin Xiaofa's heart that he would believe what she said.

What she didn't know was that Lin Xiaofa said this after weighing the pros and cons. He didn't want to wait for the two women to quarrel later, so he tried to persuade the two women to resolve the dispute, but if he failed to do so, it would damage his reputation.

Just as the two of them were about to leave, Song Zhiyao spoke again, "Meixin, don't leave yet while I come over. Let's catch up on old times today."