"Xiao Xiao." Nie Zheng squatted in front of her, but didn't know what to say, "I..."
Feng Xiaoxiao always smiled, "Go away, Mr. Nie, and don't come to me again. Otherwise, I will hate you and myself."
"We can't..."
"Can't."
Nie Zheng didn't even say anything before he was rejected by Feng Xiaoxiao.
Even when Feng Xiaoxiao refused, she always smiled and said, "It doesn't matter what it is. I don't want to see Mr. Nie again, and I don't want to hear Mr. Nie's voice. In the future, even if I meet him, in front of others, you are mine."
Boss, queen, we are strangers."
"We must..." Nie Zheng felt very depressed.
I just felt like I was being stabbed at the tip of my heart.
"Yes, I must." Feng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and pushed Nie Zheng away, "Let's go quickly."
Nie Zheng took a deep breath and slowly stood up.
Xiaoxiao is far more assertive than he thought. Although she is not that capable, she has always been clear about what kind of things should be done and what kinds of things should not be done.
It seems that he is the only one who is still in the aftermath of the divorce and has not come out of it.
"Then, I'm leaving." Nie Zheng frowned and said in a deep voice, "If anything happens, Fu Jie will take care of it for you."
"okay."
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded without saying anything more.
After taking a deep look at her for the last time, Nie Zheng turned around and walked away. Instantly, Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly became sore and moisture filled her eyes.
Seeing Nie Zheng walking away little by little, Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly shouted loudly.
"Mr. Nie!"
Nie Zheng paused and looked back at her.
Feng Xiaoxiao grinned with tears in her eyes, "I forgot to tell you that I have been very happy with Mrs. Nie these past four years, haha."
Nie Zheng nodded, right? That's good.
However, she only allowed him four years.
Nie Zheng looked away. No matter how reluctant he was, he would let her go. Feng Xiaoxiao was right, he could not take care of her like this for the rest of his life.
Xiaoxiao, after all, she is no longer Mrs. Nie.
Taking care of someone also requires identity.
When he looked up, Nie Zheng was shocked. He looked at Song Feixue who didn't know why she appeared. The emotion in his eyes gradually changed from surprise to anger.
Song Feixue noticed it, but she was stuck in her own emotions and couldn't get out.
Song Feixue took two steps forward and headed straight towards Feng Xiaoxiao.
"Feixue!" Nie Zheng grabbed her wrist, "What do you want to do?"
Song Feixue raised her eyes with tears in her eyes, "Someone seduces my boyfriend, what can I do?"
"Feixue." Nie Zheng frowned, "Xiaoxiao is sick!"
"Sick?" Song Feixue sneered, "Ha! What a sick person! This method of provoking men is so old-fashioned, but she uses it very well!"
She gritted her teeth and glared at Feng Xiaoxiao angrily.
"Then I want to see with my own eyes what's wrong with her! How come she's so sick and can still seduce my boyfriend!"
"Song Feixue."
Nie Zheng emphasized his tone, "This is my business. I did it on my own. It has nothing to do with Xiaoxiao."
"Azheng?" Song Feixue burst into tears and shook her head, "Why? Why are you doing this to me?"
Nie Zheng lowered his eyes.
"I have a responsibility to Xiaoxiao."
Regarding this matter, Nie Zheng could only say so much.
"Responsibility?" Song Feixue naturally didn't believe it, and became more and more annoyed, "What responsibility is there? You are divorced! You are no longer husband and wife! Do you still want to fulfill your husband's responsibilities and obligations to her?"
Song Feixue's eyes turned red as she scolded her, "Then, what will she give you in return? Is it her body?"
"let me go!"
Song Feixue tried her best to break away from Nie Zheng and rushed towards Feng Xiaoxiao.
"Liang Cheng, Liang Xin!"
"Yes, Mr. Nie!"
Brothers Liang Cheng and Liang Xin appeared out of nowhere and immediately stood in front of Feng Xiaoxiao.
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, what is going on?
Song Feixue's eyes were red and her eyes were about to burst. She gritted her teeth and said, "Feng Xiaoxiao, why don't you let me go? There are so many men in the world, but you insist on pestering Nie Zheng?"
"whispering sound."
Feng Xiaoxiao scoffed lightly.
"Song Feixue, no one in this world is qualified to accuse me like this, but you don't! Have you forgotten how you pestered my husband before?"
"You..." Song Feixue was angry and covered her heart.
"Why."
Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head and sighed.
"Okay, don't be angry. You are also a national goddess after all. It doesn't look good when you are angry."
"What did you say?" Song Feixue almost lost control.
"Yeah." Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised, "You don't believe it? Then forget it. The truth is always ugly."
Song Feixue's face turned pale with anger, "Feng Xiaoxiao, what do you want?"
"Haha." Feng Xiaoxiao laughed and shook his head.
"Don't worry, I don't want Nie Zheng anymore. But whether he is yours or not depends on your ability."
After saying that, he glanced at Fu Jie behind him.
"Fu Jie, please push me back."
"Well, okay." Fu Jie came forward, turned the wheelchair, and walked to the ward.
"Feng Xiaoxiao, stop!" Song Feixue screamed sharply.
"Song Feixue!" Nie Zheng couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "Have you had enough?"
"Huh?" Song Feixue was startled suddenly, and she seemed to have just realized that she had lost her composure in front of Nie Zheng.
"Azheng, I... I'm not like this usually. This time it was because you came to see her without telling me. I was so angry, so I..."
Nie Zheng frowned, "Go back and talk."
"Huh? Uh, uh." Song Feixue nodded repeatedly and followed Nie Zheng's footsteps.
Here, Fu Jie is pushing Feng Xiaoxiao and waiting for the elevator in the elevator room.
"Are you leaving?" Feng Xiaoxiao asked quietly, looking at the floor absentmindedly.
"Yeah." Fu Jie nodded, looked back, "There's no one around, let's go."
"Oh." Feng Xiaoxiao sighed, pursed her lips and smiled.
The elevator door opened and Fu Jie pushed Feng Xiaoxiao in. Feng Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth.
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At the Westin Hotel, Nie Zheng and Song Feixue sat opposite each other.
Nie Zheng was sipping red wine and cutting steak, looking the same as usual. However, Song Feixue was restless.
The steak in front of her was cut into pieces, but not a single bite was touched.
Nie Zheng put down the red wine glass and wiped the corners of his mouth. "Fei Xue."
"Huh?" Song Feixue trembled, like a frightened bird. She forced herself to smile, "What's wrong?"
Nie Zheng sighed softly, "I think you guessed what I was going to say."
"Ah?" Song Feixue's eyes flickered, "I thought of it? How could I have thought of it? I didn't. By the way, the steak here is really good..."
"let's break up."
Nie Zheng did not let her escape, "I think you should also feel that we don't seem to be in a relationship."
"no!"
Song Feixue was extremely excited.
"We are dating! Of course we are dating! We are boyfriend and girlfriend, why are we not dating?"
Nie Zheng was silent, "Fei Xue, men and women who date will have thoughts and concerns from time to time..."