Homelander Is Coming, Fortunately I Am Doomsday Superman

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. He seemed to be having a nightmare at first, his brows were tightened a little bit, but now they were relaxed, breathing evenly.

"Sleep well."

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

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

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

In the room, the silver-haired boy was still asleep 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, where a low-end black vehicle was parked with its engine turned off.

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

"It doesn't matter how long you wait for Miss File size."

After sitting in the car and waiting for four full 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 Sister File size, not to mention wasting this little time, it's worth giving it all up.

"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.

really.

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 she got 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.

Some 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 Sister File size to fall in love.

But in Chen Hong's view, Miss File size 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, funded by sister File size!

God!

What is this picture?

Chen Hong couldn't figure it out at all. A famous family background and superior conditions like Sister File size 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 a fall!

Chen Hong's face was as heavy as water, and he shook the steering wheel vigorously with both hands, and said carefully, "I think so. Even if he saved you, at most he can send you some condolences or money, there is no need..."

Tifa's eyes widened, her mouth opened slightly, and she looked at her in shock: "Sister Chen, don't you think I'm giving you a promise?"

"Is not it?"

Chen Hong almost choked on his own saliva.

The facts are right in front of us.

Apart from this, she really can't think of any other reason why Miss File Size is so determined to let that guy hug her.

As for love?

In Chen Hong's view, with Miss File Size's precocious and calm temperament, it's not like she will be dazzled by love and give up her body easily.

"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 "Yi Meng" as an inhuman devil.

"No la."

Meng Tifa didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she waved her hands, and said with firm lips, "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 hands, and said, "Sister File size, me. Actually, I thought, 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, "Your father... When Mr. Meng was twenty years old, no one in the market was optimistic about projection technology. As a result, he invested all his remaining belongings, one hundred thousand yuan, into it."

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

"It turned out to be fateful. One year later, the projection products 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, so it praises the founder of Dream Century for his unique vision.

"I'm also gambling now."

Tifa laughed.

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

"Trust my eyes, I won't misjudge people." Tifa's exquisite mouth slightly raised, looking out of the window, she said more confidently than Yi Meng herself: "I bet everything on myself. "

...

in a dream.

Inside the lakeside cabin, one of the Stark family properties.

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

Regardless of whether he did it correctly or not, as an artificial intelligence, bypassing the controller is forbidden and violates the core code.

From the beginning, interrogation and testing were just a process, and the Stark family had decided to either erase or reset themselves.

Yi Meng sensed that the artificial intelligence Friday, which was lurking around, was ready to kill him as a virus, and only waited for the final execution order from the hostess of Stark, Pepper!

Want to escape?

Or is it a fight with artificial intelligence Friday?

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

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

After half a second, he made a decision!

And just before Yi Meng could act, the door opened with a bang, and the 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 outright, but found herself powerless to refute.

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

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

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

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

The originally deadlocked atmosphere in the room suddenly became warmer.

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

(end of this chapter)