He knew that things in the past should not be brought out, but in this situation, he felt that it was extremely comfortable to talk about it.
Just watching Zheng Qingqing hate him so much but being helpless is really enjoyable.
"What did you say?"
Zheng Qingying also deliberately pretended to be in disbelief.
"Hehehe..."
Seeing Zheng Qingqing's fragile appearance at this time, the Korean people felt even more satisfied.
"I said... This royal dish of yours, whether it was in your father's hands or in your hands, I have spread rumors, but I didn't expect that you would be so lucky than your father, that damn ghost. This Some rumors are actually of no use at all.”
The Korean people said it again very clearly.
"Oh, this is what it looks like!"
Zheng Qingqing took her hand out of her pocket in front of him. At the same time, she had a voice recorder in her hand.
In front of him, she turned off the video pen again.
"I think I have to tell you something now."
"You little bitch!"
The Korean people saw that she was actually recording, and immediately rushed towards Zheng Qingying.
Zheng Qingying dodged and dodged.
"What are you doing?"
At this time, Wei Feng also walked out of the store next door and stood tall and tall in front of Zheng Qingqing.
"You bitch, you have to die!"
The Korean citizen stretched out his hand, trembling, pointing at her, and yelling.
When Zheng Qingqing heard what he said, he couldn't help but sneered.
Now that Wei Feng was standing in front of her, she felt confident.
"Have I not finished speaking yet?"
Zheng Qingping stretched out his head from behind Wei Feng.
"Actually, I caused the mice in your shop. I just let you taste the pain that I caused my father at that time... Don't think it's unfair now. You brought this on yourself!"
Zheng Qingqing said these words expressionlessly, and looked at the Korean people coldly.
Korean Min's face was red, his eyes were wide open, and he was looking at him with his hands clenched tightly, as if his blood vessels were about to burst.
"dad-"
At this time, Han Moli also got out of a taxi. She jumped up and rushed to the Korean restaurant.
"dad-"
Han Moli hugged Han Min and her eyes fell.
"Zheng Qingming, you wolf-hearted thing, have you forgotten how kind my father was to you?"
Han Moli accused Zheng Qingqing.
"Send him to the hospital quickly! Don't die in front of my store, it's unlucky!"
Zheng Qingqing didn't have time to confuse things with her here.
"Thank you, Wei Feng!"
Zheng Qingqing thanked Wei Feng again and went into the imperial dining room.
Wei Feng glanced at Zheng Qingqing's back, and a burst of distress suddenly spread in his eyes.
“Ding dong—the system prompts that Wei Feng’s favorability towards you is +10, and the current favorability towards you is 60.”
Zheng Qingqing, who had just walked into the store, heard this system prompt. Her footsteps froze slightly, and she continued walking forward.
"Help me...my dad..."