Rebirth in the 90s: The sharp Hong Kong sister uses her beauty to commit crimes

Chapter 100: 100. Cinderella is better than me

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Zhao Zitong, who originally didn't want to agree to have dinner next time, now really wanted to taste this extravagant "Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night".

And the Uncle Cai he mentioned should be the gourmet named Cai that Zhao Zitong knew.

He is known as one of the "Four Talents of Hong Kong" along with Uncle Chan who writes pop songs, Mr. Ni who writes science fiction, and Jin Yong who writes martial arts novels.

However, Sun Shaofen didn't understand the twists and turns at all. Her steamed tofu was not that complicated, but it was marinated with ham for most of the day to have such a delicious taste.

She simply loves Zhuo Zhenfeng because he is her daughter's boyfriend, so she likes everything about him.

Zhuo Zhenfeng didn't sound like he was showing off or bragging at all, but was simply discussing the recipe of this dish with himself.

Even someone as sensitive and suspicious as Zhao Zitong had to admit that Zhuo Zhenfeng was very good at dealing with people and doing things.

But how could a poor international student be able to meet such a gourmet and often dine at his private restaurant

At this moment, Zhao Zitong regretted agreeing to be Zhuo Zhenfeng's "fake girlfriend".

Because there are too many disputes among the rich, she can't afford to offend but can't avoid it...

The meal went quite harmoniously, especially between Zhuo Zhenfeng and Sun Shaofen.

Sun Shaofen was satisfied that her daughter had found a boyfriend who was a handsome lawyer, and Zhuo Zhenfeng was happy that he could taste the long-missed flavors of his childhood again.

Seeing that everyone had almost finished eating, Zhuo Zhenfeng stood up and scooped a bowl of soup for Sun Shaofen.

The soup that Sun Shaofen is making today is bitter melon, soybean and bone soup, which is most suitable for drinking in summer. It can clear away heat, detoxify, improve eyesight and cleanse the liver.

In Guangdong, there is nothing that can't be solved with a bowl of soup.

If you are sick, have a bowl of old hen chicken soup.

To supplement calcium, have a bowl of soybean and bone soup.

To help increase lactation, have a bowl of tofu and crucian carp soup.

Zhuo Zhenfeng loves drinking soup, and what he misses most in the UK over the years is Cantonese-style soup.

But ever since the family cook, Wang Ma, passed away, Zhuo Zhenfeng has never been able to taste the flavor of his childhood again.

To him, soup represents going home and the taste of Wang Ma’s home.

Zhao Zitong saw that her mother liked Lawyer Zhuo, and also saw that Lawyer Zhuo enjoyed this harmonious and warm family atmosphere.

But she felt wary in her heart.

Zhuo Zhenfeng has a good family background, is well educated, and is handsome. What does he see in me

To be honest, she is not that pretty, but she has a nice temperament, a tall figure and a sweet smile. This is the evaluation of her given by gossip magazines.

Over the years of Miss Hong Kong, the only Miss Hong Kong pageant that has been stunningly stunning by the Hong Kong media is Miss Li, who was hailed as the "public enemy of the rich."

In terms of intelligence, she is not as smart as this year's champion, Ms. Guo, who has a master's degree in mechanical engineering from the University of Southern California, while she couldn't even get into the worst university in Hong Kong.

In terms of family background, his father was a gambler and committed suicide in prison out of fear of punishment. Although his mother used to be the eldest daughter of a wealthy family, she is now also the mainland illegal immigrant who is most despised by Hong Kong people.

She is not very pretty, does not have a high level of education, and does not have a prominent family background.

With such conditions, how could Zhao Zitong believe that a top student from the Law Department of Cambridge University and a handsome young man from a wealthy family would like her

The Cinderella story is only good for fooling ignorant girls.

Besides, the Cinderella in the fairy tale is a hundred times better than me.

No matter how poor she is, she is still middle class, and Cinderella is a hundred times prettier than her. Even so, she still has to wear a beautiful dress and beautiful crystal shoes to attract the prince's attention.

As for me, I always looked shabby every time I saw Zhuo Zhenfeng.

It is said that appearance accounts for 30% and dressing accounts for 70%. If a person does not know how to dress up, even the most beautiful person will look like a country girl.

Therefore, Zhao Zitong would never believe that Zhuo Zhenfeng truly liked her.

The reason for my interest in myself is simple: there is no one like me in the stamp album. After eating too much abalone, shark fin, and bird's nest, it would be nice to have some light side dishes.

But it is absolutely impossible for a rich person to eat coarse food every day.

Zhao Zitong was thinking about how to have a good talk with Zhuo Zhenfeng. After all, the other party had not confessed his feelings, and directly rejecting him would make her seem particularly self-indulgent.

A bowl of steaming soup was brought to Zhao Zitong. There was not a single bone in the bowl, just a few soybeans floating in it.

Guangdong people drink the soup but not the dregs. Zhuo Zhenfeng knows himself quite well.

Zhao Zitong raised her head and looked at him gratefully. Zhuo Zhenfeng grinned, revealing his neat and white teeth.

To be honest, Zhuo Zhenfeng doesn't look greasy at all, instead he looks very sunny and handsome.

This smile made Zhao Zitong a little dazed.

Although the little girl said that she wanted to be his fake girlfriend, her affection for me was undisguised.

well…

Seeing his mother's face showing that the mother-in-law was becoming more and more satisfied with her son-in-law, Zhao Zitong had no choice but to pretend to be confused.

After dinner, Zhuo Zhenfeng went to wash the dishes happily, and this time Sun Shaofen did not stop him.

You have to take care of your own daughter, but someone has to do the housework. If your future son-in-law doesn't do it, then you should wait for your daughter to do it

Besides, what’s the big deal about washing dishes? Dandan’s father is responsible for both cooking and washing dishes.

For Sun Shaofen, professions like lawyer and doctor are all empty words. The most important thing is to be considerate to her daughter and love her.

Don’t talk while eating, but you can have a good chat after the meal.

Xuanxuan took Zhao Zitong's hand and asked her to go into the room to see the big house he had painted.

Sun Shaofen brewed a pot of duck shit incense in the living room, called Zhuo Zhenfeng, who had just finished washing the dishes, to come over and sit down, poured him a cup of tea, and said earnestly:

"Lawyer Zhuo, my daughter Zitong has had a hard life since she was young. In the final analysis, it is because I, as a mother, am incompetent. You must treat her well in the future..."

Zhuo Zhenfeng took a sip of tea and said seriously:

"Aunt Fen, don't worry, I really like Zitong and I will treat her well."

"Don't be polite to me in the future. Just call me Zhenfeng or Joe. My parents always call me Joe."

Sun Shaofen doesn't know English and doesn't understand why Hong Kong people like to mix a few English words into a sentence.

But she couldn't embarrass her daughter in front of Lawyer Zhuo. She wouldn't just not say it. It would be even more embarrassing if she said it with incorrect pronunciation.

"Very well, Zhenfeng..." She originally wanted to inquire about Zhuo Zhenfeng's family situation, but felt it was not good to ask so many questions at once.

Besides, today is not a meeting with the parents. I just met them downstairs and invited them to have a meal. Asking them all kinds of questions is not a good thing.

What's more, since you are the woman, you should always be reserved and not let the man think that he will not marry your daughter.

In another room, a big house drawn by a cute little kid shocked Zhao Zitong.