Chapter 287 Are you going to leave it to your sweetheart?
The first performance of the stage play "The Rising Sun" was held at Anseong Cultural Center.
As a member of the crew, Feng Xiaoxiao naturally got some friendship votes. But think about it, who should they give it to?
Auntie has to take care of the fish, and Weng Qiange is busy with work. Recently, she has been traveling between Haicheng and Ancheng, so she has no time.
To Qi Junyan?
Feng Xiaoxiao shook her head. It was too late for her to persuade Qi Junyan to give up, so how could she give him a chance?
Then, there is only... Nie Zheng.
Feng Xiaoxiao's heart tightened when she thought of this name. In fact, during this period of time, she had tried her best not to think about it.
It was okay to be busy during the day, but when I calmed down at night, my mind was filled with every detail of my time with Nie Zheng.
Perhaps, they didn't really spend much time together, so their memories are particularly clear and distinct.
Divorce was like a magnifying glass - it magnified all Nie Zheng's kindness to her. Only Feng Xiaoxiao could see it clearly.
Are you going to invite Nie Zheng?
"Hey!"
Su Bo didn't know when he came over and patted Feng Xiaoxiao on the shoulder. "What are you thinking about? You haven't responded after calling you several times?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, right? She really didn't hear it.
Su Bo looked at the ticket in her hand and sighed, "My family is from out of town, and I don't have anyone to invite, so I might as well give it to Chen Xi and let her share it with her colleagues in the studio. Xiaoxiao, what about you?"
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly, "I don't know who to give it to, or you can let Chen Xi take it away together."
"Ah?" Su Bo was stunned for a moment and took the ticket. "Okay."
"Hey." Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly called Su Bo again.
Subo was confused, "What's wrong? I can't bear to leave."
"No." Feng Xiaoxiao laughed, "Give me one and leave one for me."
"Oh..." Su Bo smiled sadly, "Are you going to leave it to your sweetheart?"
"Go." Feng Xiaoxiao slapped his face away, "Stop talking nonsense."
Su Bo laughed and stepped back, "Xiaoxiao, you're blushing, and you said you're not your sweetheart? You can't fool anyone!"
He turned around and ran away.
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned and raised her hand to stroke her cheek. Was she actually blushing? She blushed when she thought of Nie Zheng?
It’s also strange. Why didn’t you feel this way before?
Feng Xiaoxiao carefully put the ticket into her bag and decided to give it to Nie Zheng.
Although they were divorced, this stage play was planned for her by Nie Zheng. Now, it was reasonable for her to invite him to watch the first performance.
After leaving the crew, Feng Xiaoxiao took a taxi and rushed to Yunxing Entertainment.
However, I don’t know if Nie Zheng is in Yunxing Entertainment at this time? He has many properties under his name, and Yunxing Entertainment is just a small branch.
Because he did not make a reservation in advance, Feng Xiaoxiao knew that he would not be able to see Nie Zheng when he went to the front desk.
Then, the only option is to go directly to the president's office.
Feng Xiaoxiao went to the president-only elevator in the underground parking lot and tried it with his fingerprint, and found that it could still be opened.
Feng Xiaoxiao was overjoyed and murmured: "My fingerprints have not been washed away yet."
So, I entered the elevator and went straight to the top floor.
Going upstairs, Feng Xiaoxiao registered in the secretary's office, "I'm here to see Mr. Nie."
Those who can be promoted directly to the president's office have some connections. The secretary's office has an impression of Feng Xiaoxiao, "Miss Feng, please wait a moment, let me ask."
"Okay." Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded.
The secretary called inside and said, "Miss Song, yes...Miss Feng wants to see Mr. Nie...Okay."
Wait, Feng Xiaoxiao's expression immediately changed as she listened. Is Song Feixue here? If I had known, she wouldn't have come.
"That..." Feng Xiaoxiao regretted, "Next time I..."
However, the secretary hung up the phone and smiled, "Miss Feng, Miss Song, please come in."
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and shook her head, "No, no need, I'll come back another day!"
After saying that, he turned around to leave. As for whether it will be another day or not, let's talk about it later.
However, the door behind her opened. Song Feixue had sharp eyes and immediately called out to Feng Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao!"
"Eh?" Feng Xiaoxiao turned around awkwardly, "Haha, hello."
Song Feixue smiled slightly and nodded, "Since you're here, come in, we haven't seen you for a long time."
How long? It hasn’t been that long. Didn’t we meet at Ye Wanrong’s birthday party? Besides, for their relationship, it’s best not to see each other again.
Feng Xiaoxiao's scalp was numb, "Hehe, yes."
Seeing that she was standing still, Song Feixue stepped forward and took her arm, "Let's go in and talk, how can we talk while standing here?"
"Hehe, okay."
Having no other choice, Feng Xiaoxiao was half-pushed by Song Feixue and entered the president's office. Nie Zheng was not there in the president's office.
Song Feixue held Feng Xiaoxiao's arm enthusiastically, "Xiaoxiao, sit down."
Feng Xiaoxiao was so embarrassed that she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.
Song Feixue poured her a cup of coffee, acting like a hostess, "And coffee."
"Thank you." Feng Xiaoxiao pinched her bag, feeling uncomfortable all over.
Song Feixue looked at her and smiled slightly, "Are you here to see Azheng?"
"Huh?" Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned.
"Why this expression?" Song Feixue laughed, "You can only come here for him, are you here for me? Xiaoxiao, don't you hate me very much?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned. She couldn't understand. How could Song Feixue say such things with a smile? She had too much determination, or was she too thick-skinned?
Song Feixue didn't care at all, "Wait a minute, Azheng is in a meeting, but it should be over soon."
She paused and glanced lightly.
"Can I ask why you came to Azheng?"
This... Feng Xiaoxiao squeezed her bag tightly and didn't say a word.
"Haha." Song Feixue smiled and shook her head, "Don't be so nervous. I asked you my question, and you don't have to answer it."
Feng Xiaoxiao really wanted to leave here right away. Did she come here to find fault? Facing Song Feixue was a kind of torture.
Song Feixue smiled and said, "I ask this just because I have such qualifications and position. Do you understand?"
Huh? Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised. She really didn't understand what Song Feixue meant by this.
Song Feixue curled her lips and said firmly, "A Zheng and I are dating. Now, I am his girlfriend."
"!"
Feng Xiaoxiao shuddered and his back suddenly stiffened. It turned out that this was the case.
A surprise? But what’s so surprising? Didn’t Nie Zheng and Song Feixue already know that they were in love?
It was inevitable that they would be together.
However, Feng Xiaoxiao felt cold all over, as if even her blood had frozen instantly. She was so cold that she could only tremble.
"I, I..." Feng Xiaoxiao stood up hastily, "I'm leaving."
Seeing her reaction, Song Feixue was very satisfied.
She nodded, "I also think it's time for you to go."
Feng Xiaoxiao was startled, and Song Feixue suddenly changed her face. "Humph, Feng Xiaoxiao, I am now qualified to order you to stay away from my boyfriend! From now on, no matter what happens to you or what excuse you find,
Don't show up in front of him!"
Song Feixue took two steps forward, approached Feng Xiaoxiao, and whispered fiercely in her ear.
"Listen up, Azheng, he is my man and has nothing to do with you. If I see you pestering him again, I will definitely kill you!"
The madness in Song Feixue's eyes makes people shudder!