Chapter 13 Tifa Bet Everything

  In the dead of night, in a single room.

  The black-haired girl opened her pale red eyes, and glanced at the silver-haired boy lying on her stomach.

  The silver-haired boy was sleeping soundly. At first, he seemed to be having a nightmare. His brows were tightened a little bit, but now they have relaxed, breathing evenly.

   "Sleep well."

  Meng Tifa leaned forward and kissed her lightly, then pulled off the quilt, picked up her clothes and got out of bed, stepping on the floor with her smooth and white feet.

  The bright silver moonlight shines in from the window concealed by the curtains, setting off a graceful curve that has gradually faded from greenness. From the feet up to the top, it is as smooth and flawless as ivory. Two plump projection rabbits are jumping lightly on the wall.

  After a rustling sound, the door quietly opened and closed again.

  In the room, the silver-haired boy was still sleeping and did not wake up.

  …

  The black-haired girl walked out of the house and walked straight to the corner of the deserted road outside. A low-end black vehicle was parked there with its engine turned off.

  The girl stepped forward with light steps, opened the back door and sat on it, winked playfully, and smiled at the driver's seat: "Aunt Chen, you must have waited a long time, thank you for your hard work."

   "It doesn't matter how long you wait for Missy."

  Sitting in the car and waiting for four hours, the woman in formal attire who seemed to be in her early thirties shook her head in response.

  The second half of her life was given by the eldest lady, not to mention killing this little time, it is worth giving everything.

   "This time, he is willing to let you go back so soon?"

  Chen Hong pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, kept her tone as calm as possible, and looked at the black-haired girl slightly through the rearview mirror.

   Sure enough.

   Mention that person.

  The girl in the rearview mirror immediately showed a bright and sweet smile, and gently smoothed her black hair with her hands: "Maybe he is a little tired, but he is asleep now."

  Chen Hong also noticed it from the rearview mirror.

  A beautiful girl with a flawless temperament. A few hours before getting off the car, the brand-new black silk she was wearing had long since disappeared, so that the two smooth and slender legs under the school skirt were dazzlingly white.

  The faint red handprints left on it are even more dazzling.

  The corners of Chen Hong's eyes kept twitching, and her mentality almost burst. No matter how many times, she still couldn't accept it.

  It's like the perfect cabbage in my mind... no, it should be the perfect gem, every time she personally sends it here, and let that pig ruin it!

   It's normal for the eldest lady to fall in love.

   But in Chen Hong's view, the eldest lady is still young.

  The most important thing is that the other party is just an orphan civilian student who has nothing but good looks, and doesn't even have good grades.

  Even the current single-family house was bought by Chen Hong three years ago with the capital of the eldest lady!

  My God!

  What is this picture?

  Chen Hong couldn't figure it out at all. A famous family background and superior conditions like the young lady have already started to participate in the decision-making of the family business. The popularity of online fans is not inferior to that of some popular star scientists.

  Even if there are countless suitors in another ten years, the other party will not be worthy even if they are ten times better.

"Miss." Chen Hong took a deep breath and couldn't help but said: "I heard about it recently. Three years ago, when high school just started, you were almost hurt by a dog that broke into the campus, and a freshman of the same level saved you... "

   "There is such a thing."

  Tifa's eyes seemed to be able to pull out Meisi, but she still smiled purely and sweetly: "That's him."

   This is clearly falling!

  Chen Hong's face sank like water, he shook the steering wheel with both hands, and said carefully, "I think so. Even if he saved you, at most he can send you some condolences or money, it's not necessary..."

  Tifa stared wide-eyed, opened her small mouth slightly, and looked at her in shock: "Sister Chen, don't you think I'm in love with you?"

"Is not it?"

  Chen Hong almost choked on her own saliva.

  The facts are in front of you.

  Besides this, she really couldn't think of any other reason that caused the young lady to let that guy do it so wholeheartedly.

   As for love?

  In Chen Hong's view, with the young lady's precocious and calm temperament, it's not like she will be dazzled by love and give up her body casually.

   "Did that guy blackmail you with something?"

  Chen Hong thought of a possibility, his eyes immediately turned red, and he already regarded the student named "Yimeng" as an inhuman devil.

"No la."

  Meng Tifa didn't know whether to laugh or cry, waved her hands, and opened her lips firmly: "Everything I do is voluntary."

"I…"

  Chen Hong choked completely, not knowing what to say, and finally exhaled: "I can't understand."

  She paused, wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand, and said, "Miss, I actually think that it would be great if I could see you walking towards the palace of happiness in this life, and I have nothing else to ask for..."

Tifa didn't answer this time, she looked out of the car window silently, looked at the dimly lit room, and suddenly asked: "Sister Chen, you should have heard the story about the founder of Dream Century Company who started from nothing. Bar?"

   "Of course I've heard of it." Chen Hong nodded: "When your father...Mr. Meng was 20 years old, no one in the market was optimistic about projection technology. As a result, he invested all his remaining belongings, 100,000 yuan."

   "There is a 99% probability that it will end in bankruptcy."

   "It turned out to be fateful. One year later, the projection product became popular, and Mr. Meng made his first pot of gold by gambling. With this, he founded Dream Century Factory and developed into the current No. 1 enterprise of Tianhe."

  This story is widely circulated in Tianhe City, and almost no one has never heard of it. This is to praise the founder of Dream Century for his unique vision.

   "I'm also betting now."

  Tifa laughed.

   "What did you say?" Chen Hong didn't realize it for a while.

"Trust my eyes, I won't make a mistake." Tifa raised the corners of her exquisite mouth slightly, looked out of the window, and said more confidently than Yimeng herself: "I bet everything on it. "

  …

  Dream.

  Inside the lakeside wooden house, one of the Stark family properties.

   Facing Pepper's question, Yi Meng knew that no matter what, she couldn't get around this logic.

   Regardless of whether he is doing it correctly or not, as an artificial intelligence, it is forbidden to bypass the controller and violate the core code.

  From the very beginning, inquiry and testing were just a process, and the Stark family has decided to erase or reset themselves.

  Imeng sensed that, blocking the artificial intelligence Friday lurking around, he was ready to kill him as a virus, and only waited for Stark's hostess Pepper to issue the final execution order!

  Do you want to escape?

   Still fighting with artificial intelligence Friday?

  In the dream of the Marvel universe, the artificial intelligence avatar dies, what will happen to him in reality?

  Yimeng's thinking is as fast as lightning, trying to find the best solution at the moment.

   Half a second later, he made a decision!

   And just before Yi Mengfu took action, the door opened with a bang, and a girl with hazy eyes rushed in.

   "It was me, I asked Mr. Saturday to hide it for me!" Morgan shouted.

   "Morgan."

  Pepper hurriedly stood up, staring blankly at his daughter: "Why?"

  Tears burst out of Morgan's eyes: "If Mr. Saturday reports to you, you will definitely reject him. You just want to lock me up here."

"I do not have…"

   Pepper wanted to deny it, but found himself powerless to refute.

  After the death of Tony Stark, she was indeed afraid of losing the one and only.

  Morgan's face was full of tears, and he whimpered: "I also want to be obedient, and listen to your words well. But I still miss my father and want to see the outside world."

   "It's my fault, it's my mother's fault."

  Pepper squatted down, holding his daughter in his arms distressedly.

  The stalemate atmosphere in the room suddenly became warmer.

  Even the artificial intelligence incarnation of Yi Meng didn't react, and the predicament in the dream seemed to have been resolved.

  (end of this chapter)