I don’t know if it’s a frog in the well, but it’s true that I didn’t give him any face.
Feng Mingzhu pinched the bag in her hand and said nothing more. What made her even more angry was why Li Nanheng usually ignored her, but even the people around him were so rude to her!
Do all the people who come out of the XI base have this kind of temperament
Feng Ling didn't pay attention to Miss Feng at all. After leaving the mall, he put the twenty-kilogram bag of spices in his hand into the trunk, closed the trunk, and turned around to get in the car.
The moment the car door opened, he suddenly felt a burst of force. Feng Ling paused and turned his eyes expressionlessly, only to see Feng Mingzhu, who had just been entangled on the first floor of the shopping mall, follow him out.
Glancing at Feng Mingzhu's hand pressing on her car door, Feng Ling couldn't hear any waves in his voice, but there was obvious impatience: "Is something wrong?"
Feng Mingzhu continued to smile: "You know that I am Li Nanheng's fiancée, how dare you treat me with such indifference?"
Feng Lingdan looked at her without answering, but his eyes clearly showed that he didn't like her.
The atmosphere was too silent and cold. After Feng Mingzhu looked at her for a while, he said, "What's your name?"
"Feng Ling." Feng Ling didn't intend to hide it, and he didn't feel guilty at all: "If Miss Feng feels wronged, she can report my name at any time. This will also be convenient for Boss Li to inform him in advance when he comes out to do things in the future. Let me tell you to take more care of Miss Feng when I meet her outside, but Boss Li has never mentioned your name before. I only follow the orders of the base. There is really no need to make things difficult for Miss Feng."
Seeing that Feng Ling had always been neither humble nor overbearing, Feng Mingzhu curled her lips coldly and changed the subject: "Your surname is Feng too?"
"Yes, unfortunately, my surname is also Feng."
The coldness on the corner of Feng Mingzhu's mouth became even more intense: "In the Chinese community in Los Angeles, there really aren't many people with the surname Feng. This is somehow destined to be a fate. Maybe our ancestors have been a family for hundreds of years. You can help your family and take me back to the base, okay?"
"Hands away." Feng Ling stopped looking at her and opened the car door directly. When he felt her move forward to push the door, the impatience in his eyes became more obvious, but the three simple words contained a warning.
"The Feng family also has a very close relationship with the US military. We are all together. Even if we enter the base, it will not have any impact. Besides, my relationship with your boss..."
Before she finished speaking, the car door in front of her suddenly opened a lot. Feng Mingzhu's wrist, which had been exerting force, was almost broken due to the force. Her face turned pale in pain, and she suddenly looked at her expressionless face in disbelief. Feng Ling opened the door, got into the car and sat in the driver's seat.
"you!"
Feng Ling didn't look at her, buckled his seat belt, closed the car door, and started the engine without even lowering the window to say another word to her.
Seeing that this brat named Feng Ling was really going to drive, and seeing how fierce she was, she had no intention of even hesitating. If she continued to pester her, she might really get hit by a car. Feng Mingzhu glared through the car window. The person in the car had no choice but to take a step back, but because the high heels under his feet were too high, he stumbled and almost fell.
The smell of car exhaust filled her nose, which made her cough several times. She raised her face and looked at the car that drove away without any hesitation. She was so angry that she slammed the bag in her hand. Smashed to the ground.
Feng Ling drove away and continued to the next stop. She had a lot to buy and she didn't want to waste time.
When he turned out of the intersection near the shopping mall, he still didn't look at Feng Mingzhu, who was left behind.
But I heard Ah K say before that some women are particularly coquettish or like to put on airs. This Miss Feng probably belongs to one of them. Women are indeed troublesome.
She has never been in a circle with too many women since she was a child, and she can count the number of women she has come into contact with on her ten fingers.
But the weirdest ones she has seen so far are that Qin Shuke and this Miss Feng. One is innocent and entangled, and the other is noble and arrogant with the temperament of a young lady born in her bones. She is so arrogant that people instinctively I really want to kick her in the face.
If she had to pretend to be like this every day after becoming a woman, she might as well cut off the two lumps of flesh on her chest.
Feng Ling stepped on the accelerator and drove the car directly out of Feng Mingzhu's sight.
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At night, the family is closed.
After attending a gathering of ladies, Feng Mingzhu returned to the Feng family villa, feeling a little drunk. However, when she entered the house, she saw two white rabbit lights hanging in front of the main entrance of the Feng family house on this day every year. type lantern.
As soon as she saw the white rabbit lantern, she instantly became angry. With the anger she had received outside this afternoon, she ignored the housekeeper who came out and walked in quickly.
Sure enough, when he opened the door and walked in, he saw Qin Qiu, who usually stayed in his room whenever he went home, kneeling before the Bodhisattva enshrined in the hall.
"Mom, it's been so many years, why are you still like this!" Feng Mingzhu angrily threw the bag directly on the table aside, making a loud noise: "It's been almost twenty years! Why do you still want to pay homage to her? Time! My sister has only lived in this world for a year, and the mother-daughter bond between her and you is only so shallow. Do you have to let me live in the shadows all day because of her? Do you have to let me Everyone knows that I have a dead sister? I have known that I have a dead sister since I was sensible, but I don’t even know what she looks like. I never thought she existed at all, but you always I have to remind my family every year that she..."
"Pearl!" Mrs. Feng and Mr. Feng heard her voice just as they walked downstairs: "Do you know what day it is today? What does it look like when you come back yelling after having a drink outside?"
"I really can't stand it anymore! I was having fun outside, but as soon as I got home, I would see a white lantern hanging at the door. It has been obvious that a person has been dead for almost twenty years, but on this day every year, it is hung. Putting on a white lantern makes me feel scared!"
"What are you talking about! That lantern was from the year your sister was born. Every time she cried in her infancy, your grandma and I used this little rabbit lantern we bought to coax her. Every time she saw the little rabbit lantern You will laugh. Rabbit lanterns are all white. Where are the scary white lanterns you mentioned! As a sister, you have only complained for so many years!" Mr. Feng's face darkened.
Qin Qiu had long been accustomed to being made such a fuss by his eldest daughter on this day every year. He knelt in front of the Bodhisattva and closed his eyes. He never said anything and only held the beads tightly in his hands.