Chapter 471: A Slap in the Face
Feng Ling looked at Xiaoque's face carefully, it was indeed very beautiful and impeccable, but the eye of the heart was as small as the eye of a needle.
This woman is supposed to be a big star, she has seen this person's billboards when she came by subway, and they are everywhere.
"You don't match the smile you advertised." Feng Ling said coldly.
"Smack!" A slap was slapped directly on her face, and she instinctively covered her beaten face with her hands, looking at the woman who was suddenly furious.
Xiaoque was visibly nervous, too, but her anger overshadowed her sanity. This action may have been made without even thinking about it in her own brain.
The doorman ran over to see what was going on.
Xiaoque realized that she had just lost her temper, regained her usual smile, and said to the doorman in a snorting voice, "It's okay now." Get rid of this woman, don't let her talk nonsense here, there are so many people who are jealous of me. β
The doorman saluted Xiaoque and urged Feng Ling to leave quickly.
"I'll go myself." Feng Ling held back tears and said, "Whoever hits someone will be beaten!" β
"Cut!" Xiaoque glanced at the wind spirit with disdain and walked away.
The wind spirit turned to leave, and the moment he turned around, he couldn't help but burst out of his tears, there was such an inexplicable grievance imposed on him in the world.
She tried to calm herself down and quicken her pace to leave, but she couldn't stop.
This scene happened to be seen by Chen Guang, who came out to buy a drink, and he asked Xiao Hong, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the Bentley, what was going on.
"You also said that Ling Feng doesn't have a girlfriend, and she came to the door by herself today. Our family Xiaoque just taught her a lesson. Xiao Hong argued.
"Ling Feng's girlfriend? I don't really know. Chen Guang glanced at the back of the wind spirit, and he had indeed never seen this woman once.
Chen Guang hurriedly returned to Ling Feng's lounge, handed the hot coffee to Ling Feng and said, "Feng Bao, you really don't have a girlfriend?" β
"Of course not, why should I lie to you." Ling Feng looked down at the script and replied.
"Your girlfriend just came looking for you."
"Nonsense. Who the hell is she? Ling Feng didn't raise his head and continued to read the script.
"How do I know?" Chen Guang touched his head, now he was confused by Ling Feng's question.
"Don't bother me when you read the script, go away." Ling Feng said impatiently.
"It's true, at the exit of the square just now, she was slapped by Xiaoque and ran away." Chen Guang said unwillingly, believing what his eyes saw.
If that woman wasn't that important, Xiaoque wouldn't have beaten someone in public.
If this incident is photographed by the paparazzi, it will be very damaging to Xiaoque's image, and she will not take this risk easily, unless she is provoked and does not control her emotions.
Seeing that he was endless, Ling Feng raised his head to look at him and asked, "What does she look like?" β
"Tied a braid, wearing a white ......" Before Chen Guang could finish speaking, Ling Feng stood up and asked, "Where is she now?" β
"I don't know, I'm leaving."
Ling Feng immediately ran out, came to the exit of the square, looked left and right, and didn't see the wind spirit.
He turned around and asked the doorman, "Was there a girl in a white down jacket with a twisted braid, who went in which direction?" β
The doorman pointed to the west.
Ling Feng ran all the way to find it, he guessed that she must be in the direction of the Lujiazui subway station, so he ran in the direction of the subway.
When he was about to get to the subway station, he saw the wind spirit.
She didn't walk fast, and she looked listless.
βSheryοΌβ He shouted.
The Wind Spirit ignored him.
He ran up and patted her on the shoulder.
The wind spirit stopped, looked back and saw that it was him, and immediately turned his head again, subconsciously covering his slightly swollen face.
How is he? I look like this, so I'm embarrassed to see him. Whenever he is at his worst, why does he always appear?
She fled with her legs.