Ning Qianqian suddenly felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

She had never thought that there was another side to Fengjue, like a young man in love, revealing his sweet thoughts everywhere.

But these are the privileges of another woman. To Ning Qianqian, they are like the poison of arsenic, making her life worse than death in an instant.

Ning Qianqian was holding the bowl and lowered her head. Her face was obscured by her long hair. She wanted to know, would Fengjue answer the call?

"Stop the car." Fengjue told the driver coldly.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom immediately stopped on the street.

"At least finish this bowl."

Fengjue gave Ning Qianqian a warning, put on his gold-rimmed glasses, and got out of the car.

The porridge in Ning Qianqian's hand was still warm, but her heart felt cold.

Fengjue stood on the street and answered the phone.

His soft voice was extremely affectionate, but she was not the person he was speaking to.

Ning Qianqian, wake up quickly.

Ning Qianqian held the spoon tightly, her face was pale, her chest was tight and her breath was uncomfortable.

After she divorces Fengjue, Xu Qingyuan will come into the family and become Fengjue's wife as a matter of course, taking back everything that belonged to her back then. What about her?

What has she done wrong over the years, and why can she be replaced so easily?

Because the person in Fengjue's heart is not her in the first place?

A few minutes later, Fengjue hung up the phone and walked over.

But he didn't get in the car, but knocked on the passenger window.

The driver opened the window.

"Send Madam home first." Fengjue's low and sweet voice flowed into the car, "I have something to deal with."

When Fengjue said his second sentence, he looked at Ning Qianqian in the back seat.

But she was lowering her head and playing with the bowl in her hand. She didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't even give him a glance.

Fengjue frowned, but in the end he didn't say much and signaled the driver to leave.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom started and merged into traffic.

It wasn't until the car disappeared from the Duke's sight that he turned around and left.

Ning Qianqian mechanically finished the porridge in the bowl and placed her palm gently on her lower abdomen.

No matter how unsatisfied she is, she cannot treat her body badly for the sake of her children.

She is a twin now.

I'm afraid life in the future will be even harder.

Ning glanced at the wedge shoes on her feet and frowned slightly.

She dialed Gu Xi's number and said, "Xiao Xi, are you free? I want to go to the mall to buy some pairs of flat shoes."

The background sound on the other side of the phone is very noisy.

Gu Xi's voice was slightly hoarse, but she was a very sexy mezzo-soprano, "Not today, honey. I have several more plane shootings, and it will probably be midnight by the time I finish."

Gu Xi has a beautiful appearance and a great figure. She was spotted by her agent very early and signed a contract to become a model.

Nowadays, she is almost at the top of the domestic modeling circle, and her resources have attracted the attention of many people.

Ning Qianqian knew how difficult it was for her to reach this position, so she was not obsessed with asking her to accompany her.

The best friends chatted for a few words and then hung up the phone.

Ning Qianqian looked at the driver and said quietly: "Don't go home yet, let's go to Zhenjing Shopping Mall."

"Yes, ma'am."

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After a while, the Rolls-Royce Phantom arrived at its destination.

Ning Qianqian was not in the mood to go shopping alone.

She took the direct elevator and found her usual brand store by familiar routes.

The store manager immediately came over and greeted warmly, "Miss Ning, long time no see."

Although Ning Qianqian never claimed to be Mrs. Feng to the outside world, she always went shopping with Gu Xi and spent a lot of money. She never looked at the price when buying things.

As long as it suits their needs, they almost always buy it directly. The salesmen are naturally respectful to such a tidy and straightforward sponsor.

Ning Qianqian smiled and responded: "I want to buy flat shoes."

The store manager's eyes lit up and he immediately led her the way, "We have just received a batch of this season's haute couture series, please come this way."

Ning Qianqian moved to follow, but when passing by the dress area, she unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.

She had just come out of the fitting room. She was wearing a matcha-colored off-the-shoulder evening dress with delicate makeup. Her curly hair was slightly gathered up and tied into a low ponytail.

The dress is very gentle and charming, but the person who is dressed up is smiling happily, revealing a trace of out-of-place arrogance and pride.
Chapter completed!