Humph, how could she be sad? Isn't leaving him what she's been looking forward to all this time? She should be cheering, right
"Ah—how do you walk? You don't have eyes, do you?"
A shrill female voice came from the hall, full of arrogance.
Looking down, Long Yutian saw that Feng Mengmeng bumped into a woman, causing the coffee in her hand to spill all over her body.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, I'll clean it up for you!" Feng Mengmeng quickly apologized, took out a tissue in a hurry, and wiped the woman's skirt.
As soon as she stretched out her hand, she heard the woman's sarcasm, and came again: "Hey, isn't this the personal secretary of our president, Miss Feng—we're so distraught that we've been abandoned as stray dogs all this time?"
Feng Mengmeng raised her eyes. She knew this woman. She was Wen Qing, Su Yali's assistant in the finance department. The relationship between the two seemed to be pretty good in private.
Too lazy to talk to her, and didn't want his colleagues around to see him in such a mess, Feng Mengmeng pursed his lips, glanced at her, and walked past her directly.
Such a nonchalant, arrogant attitude of ignoring made Wenqing even more angry.
Stretching out his hand, he grabbed Feng Mengmeng's wrist, and said a burst of insults and taunts: "What? I was tired of being played by the second young master, and I felt embarrassed when I kicked him? If I had known today, you wouldn't have seduced me in a whimsical way back then." Second Young Master?!"
"Relying on your own good looks, you fanned the flames in your ears, and ran away Sister Yali, and even Yu Ying was implicated by you. Do you really think you are the young mistress of the Long family?"
"Let me tell you, don't daydream. Only a rich lady like Cai Jiajia is worthy of our second young master. You, you don't even have the person to help them carry their shoes!"
Feng Mengmeng clenched his fists, his already weak face became paler because of her sarcasm.
"Wenqing, do you have to be so aggressive and add insult to injury?"
Wen Qing snorted, glanced at Feng Mengmeng disdainfully, and spoke in a confident tone: "What's the matter? I don't call it adding insult to injury, I call it hitting a dog in the water with a stick! What I hate the most is that you, Feng Mengmeng, are victimized with an innocent face. look like the one."
As he said that, he waved his arms like a shrew and shouted; "Come and see, everyone, Feng Mengmeng was abandoned by the second young master, and he pretended to be innocent and noble!"
Following Wen Qing's yelling, the lobby of Tianyu Group fell into a chorus of discussions. All the passers-by, those in the office, and even the front desk all stretched their heads, and all their eyes fell on Feng Mengmeng. , watching a good show.
Among them, some were watching jokes, some were gloating, and some were defending Feng Mengmeng.
Whether it was ridicule or sympathy, Feng Mengmeng felt like a clown, so embarrassed.
She stared straight at Wen Qing, her chest heaved in anger, she really wanted to slap her and tear her face apart.
However, she still suppressed the urge in her chest. After all, Tianyu Group is a big company, and if it alarms some police reporters, she will dig herself out as a human flesh again.
What are you talking about, the silk girl tried to seduce/seduce the diamond man, and she became angry from embarrassment, and made a big fuss
Feng Mengmeng sneered and snorted, raised his head, his expression was indifferent, cold and proud.