Hong Kong Island Nymph

In the 1990s, when the return bell rang, Nying Fu was sent to Hong Kong Island by her father from a small county town, and was sent to live with her mother, who was said to be rich, promising, divorced and remarried. Her mother's critical eyes swept over her and finally said: "That's an inappropriate name." So, her name became Ning Zhifu. Much later, she found out: Nymph is the English word for water elf, which is considered to be a seductive and immoral elf. The lights in the dark night reflected the hidden dust in the villas. It turned out that what the mother lacked was not a daughter who could inherit the family business, but a son-in-law who could inherit the family business. * At the holiday dance, my mother brought Bo Si Xue. His father runs a hospital, and his mother is the speaker of the House of Representatives. He is an heir to a "solid" wealth with "industry" that can "make money from money", and is now studying medicine in a prestigious school. Bo Sixue has a gentle personality, loves to laugh very much, and treats her well, but there is always unwarranted ridicule or overlooking in his eyes. They interacted nondescriptly, with no engagement or dating. They danced together at banquets, walked occasionally, and gave each other gifts. What is their relationship? She knew the answer without asking: No relationship matters, she wants to find another prey. * Ning Zhifu searched for a long time and finally found a suitable fool. She took out a long slender cigarette from the enamel cigarette case, struck it with a match, and smiled nicely. I didn't expect that the fool would be sent away, and the plan would be in vain. She was angry, but the man behind the scenes stepped forward. It was Fei Yiming, a friend of Bo Sixue. His deep eyes had a rust-like color, indicating that he was an unclean mixed-race. The body fills every fold of the suit. I heard that he was once a junkyard operator who followed others' orders, but now he is a personable industrialist. He leaned over, pinched her cigarette against her cold gaze, and spoke in a calm and low voice: "Now that I have chosen him, don't do this next time." "If you want to catch big fish, be patient." Ning Zhifu said nothing, looking at the knuckles where he pressed the cigarette, she saw a pair of beautiful hands, but also a pair of rough hands. How long did it take for these hands to go from serving tea and pouring water to picking up the pen? Not a few years, I'm afraid. She looked into his gray eyes again and smiled, "Your friend is a fish, so who are you?" He also smiled, "Guess." #Millennium, overhead background Purpose: Don't just look at people by their superficial appearance