Feng Xiaoxiao didn't wait for Nie Zheng, but the driver did.
This is also expected. Mr. Nie, of course, must accompany Song Feixue tonight.
"Mrs……"
When she saw the driver, Feng Xiaoxiao didn't even bat an eyelid.
He nodded and said, "Well, go back quickly, I'm in a hurry to remove my makeup."
"Yes, ma'am."
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At this moment, Nie Zheng was in another car. Song Feixue had drunk too much and was leaning on his shoulder.
Nie Zheng tried to push away, but Song Feixue hugged her tighter.
"Azheng, don't leave..."
Nie Zheng frowned, "Feixue, you are drunk."
"NO, I have not……"
Song Feixue's eyes were red and she looked up at Nie Zheng.
"Tell me, if I were by your side at that time, would I be the one you want to marry?"
She hates it in her heart!
Although, she already knew that Nie Zheng only married that woman to confront Nie Hongxin.
But, after all, she was the woman who was sleeping with him!
How could Song Feixue not hate her?
Nie Zheng frowned and remained silent.
"Azheng..."
Song Feixue raised her hand, caressed his temples, and slowly came closer, "Zheng, tell me, tell me, okay?"
The moment two people with four lips were about to come together, Nie Zheng stretched out his hand to push her away.
Song Feixue was stunned, "A Zheng?"
Nie Zheng frowned and didn't look at her. "Feixue, I'm married. I told you four years ago that I was married."
"sorry……"
Song Feixue seemed to wake up suddenly, "Zheng, don't be angry, I drank too much, I'm a little drunk, I don't know what I'm doing..."
She knew what Nie Zheng hated most.
Nie Zheng's father, Nie Hongxin, was a man who ignored marriage and flirted with women everywhere. The person Nie Zheng hated the most was Nie Hongxin!
How could he possibly let himself become someone like Nie Hongxin?
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded, turned around and opened the car door, "There are many reporters outside. It's inconvenient, so I won't see you off today."
Song Feixue's eyes darkened, wondering if he really thought about her.
She was obviously anxious, "Azheng!"
Nie Zheng's back stiffened and he paused, but did not look back.
Song Feixue bit her lower lip and spoke hesitantly, "Do you still remember what you promised me?"
After a moment of silence, Nie Zheng nodded.
"Yeah, remember."
After saying that, he stood up and got out of the car.
"hehe……"
The car door closed, but Song Feixue smiled. He remembered, he said he remembered... Then, there is no need to worry.
She has been waiting for so many years, does she still care about waiting a little longer?
That Feng Xiaoxiao and Nie Zheng will not last long.
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Back in Jinyuan, Feng Xiaoxiao had already taken a bath, changed clothes and lay on the bed.
The weight on his body came down, and Feng Xiaoxiao was startled, "Why are you back?"
Nie Zheng raised his eyebrows, dissatisfied, "Why, this is not my home?"
Usually a wife would only be dissatisfied with her husband for not returning home, but with Mrs. Nie, it was the other way around.
Sensing his displeasure, Feng Xiaoxiao quickly hooked him.
Smiling, "What the hell, aren't I happy?"
Nie Zheng stared at her face. They had been married for four years and had been together for more than a year. Even though they had distanced themselves countless times... Feng Xiaoxiao always wore a mask in front of him!
"Do it?"
Feng Xiaoxiao asked openly.
Nie Zheng lowered his eyelids, "Where's the costume?"
"Ah?" Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised, "I changed it and threw it in the bathroom."
"Go and change into...huh?" Nie Zheng smiled maliciously.
Feng Xiaoxiao curled her lips and poked his forehead, "Bad taste!"
But Feng Xiaoxiao still put on her performance clothes and came out, and sat on Nie Zheng. Nie Zheng's eyes were dark, and he raised his hand and tore her cheap performance clothes into pieces!
I really want to tear this woman’s mask to pieces!