Hong Feifan shrugged, sighed helplessly, and said, "Hey! Why should women make things difficult for women?"

"Why do women make things difficult for women? What do you mean?" Sima Meina said inexplicably.

"As a woman, you look down on ugly women and discriminate against blind women." Hong Feifan said seriously nonsense.

"When did I look down on ugly women and blind women?" Sima Meina said desperately.

"You just said that only ugly girls and blind women would date me. Isn't it just discriminating against them and looking down on them?" Hong Feifan said.

"I don't mean that at all." Sima Meina retorted.

"What does that mean?" Hong Feifan's mouth raised slightly, with a playful smile.

"Do I need to explain to you?" Sima Meina said angrily.

Hong Feifan laughed, stood up straight, ready to leave.

Sima Meina glared at Hong Feifan, then glanced at the exquisite box in his hand, and couldn't help asking: "What is the box in your hand that contains?"

"A normal skirt." Hong Feifan replied.

Sima Meina said oh, hesitated for a moment, and asked again: "Who did you give it to?"

Her implication was to ask if it was given to her.

Although Sima Meina has many beautiful and good-quality skirts, she doesn't know why, but she hopes that Hong Feifan will give them to her. Although she doesn't love Hong Feifan, and even though they are just a couple in name only, she still hopes that this gift is given to her.

She hopes that the reason why this gift is given to her is not just for the gift, but for the need for people's affirmation.

There are several main reasons why many women want to receive gifts from men:

First, many women are born with fantasy and love romantic feelings.

They want to be loved by others, and hope that they can sometimes do something special for themselves, such as ordering a bouquet of flowers for themselves or giving a beautiful gift.

Second, many women hope to feel the care of men from the gifts.

Women want men to give themselves gifts, but in fact, they care more about the gift itself, but hope to feel the man’s care for him from this gift. Although that man may not be the man she truly loves, he can get the feeling of being respected and loved from it, satisfying her vanity as a strong woman on the outside but a little woman in her heart.

Third, other women will have it, and she hopes she will have it.

As mentioned above, many women often have a little vanity. She hopes that the person who receives the gift is herself, not another woman. She wants other women to cast envious eyes at her, rather than she envy other women for receiving the gift.

She also wants to have a man who will give her gifts.

Women are like this. They like romance, they need to be cared for, and they hope they can receive gifts as well.

"A friend." Hong Feifan said with a smile.

"Do I know?" Sima Meina asked.

"It should be known." Hong Feifan said.

Sima Meina narrowed her eyes slightly, and she became even more curious: "Who is that?"

Hong Feifan bent down again, looked at Sima Meina, and said, "Why do you care about this issue? Do you think the gift in my hand is not for you, but for others? Are you jealous?"

The corners of the mouth were raised, curved into a curve, with an evil smile.

Sima Meina's face changed and she was immediately displeased. She glared at Hong Feifan again, then closed the car window angrily.

Hong Feifan laughed in fun, turned around and left.

He likes to see Sima Meina angry and have nothing to say.

Sima Meina looked at Hong Feifan's back through the car window, and felt a little disappointed and a bit sour feeling in her heart for no reason.

"It's strange, why do I feel like this? Am I really jealous because he gave gifts to other women? How is it possible? How can I be jealous for him? Don't think about it, he is just a fake husband who has signed an agreement with me." Sima Meina said in her heart.

Sima Meina started the car and drove towards the garage.

Holding the exquisite box, Hong Feifan walked towards the opposite direction of Sima's villa.

He walked around the artificial lake, walked through a tree-lined path, turned two turns, and finally stopped in front of a villa.

This villa is not as big as the Sima family's villa, and the courtyard is also relatively small.

Hong Feifan rang the doorbell twice, and not long after, an aunt wearing a white apron walked out quickly.

The aunt wearing a white apron walked through the courtyard and walked to the courtyard gate. She squeezed out her habitual smile through the two copper courtyard gates and asked, "Sir, who are you looking for?"

"May I ask, is Cai Yingqi here?" Hong Feifan asked politely with a smile on his face.

"Are you looking for my lady?" The aunt wearing a white apron looked at Hong Feifan and smiled.

"Your lady?" Hong Feifan was a little surprised.

"It's my lady, is there any problem?" said the aunt wearing a white apron.

"No, no problem." Hong Feifan shook his head.

Cai Yingqi told him before that she just lived in a friend's house, but she didn't expect that this was actually her home. It seemed that she had been deceived by her.

Hong Feifan felt a little unhappy, but it didn't matter soon. He thought about it carefully and it was reasonable for the other party to deceive him. After all, they were still very strange to each other at that time, and it was impossible for them to tell each other everything the first time they met. What's more, he also told her lies.

"By the way, this gentleman is the noble surname. What's wrong with my lady?" The aunt wearing a white apron showed a vigilant look and asked Hong Feifan.

"My surname is Hong. I made an appointment with your lady before." Hong Feifan said.

"So it's Mr. Hong!" The aunt wearing a white apron immediately smiled, "My lady told me that a gentleman named Hong will come to see her tonight, but she didn't expect Mr. Hong to be so young!"

As she said, she reached out to press the gate next to the courtyard gate, and then the lock inside the gate opened. She opened a door, bowed respectfully, made a "please" gesture to Hong Feifan, and said, "Mr. Hong, please."

Hong Feifan followed the aunt wearing a white apron and walked through the courtyard, entered the door of the villa, and came to the living room.

The living room is decorated in a simple and elegant manner, inheriting the essence of traditional Chinese architecture, and maintaining the unique artistic style of traditional architecture that combines elegance, simplicity and magnificence.

"Mr. Hong, please sit down. My lady is upstairs. Please wait a moment and I'll call her." The aunt wearing a white apron said with a smile.

"I'm working hard." Hong Feifan nodded and smiled.

Seeing Hong Feifan so politely, the aunt wearing a white apron nodded slightly to him and smiled.
Chapter completed!