Nie Zheng frowned, looking at her revealing costume and feeling unhappy.
"Stay patiently and wait for me to come back."
"oh."
Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't understand the reason for Mr. Nie's anger at all, so she just nodded along with his wishes.
"knew."
It saves trouble if she doesn't have to go back.
After seeing Nie Zheng off, Feng Xiaoxiao lay down on the seat. She was a little sleepy and wanted to sleep, but she didn't take off her makeup. She didn't want to sleep with heavy makeup on, which would hurt her skin.
The car window was knocked at this moment.
"Huh? Who?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised and stunned - it turned out to be Song Feixue!
Oops! Nie Zheng’s sweetheart is here!
What to do? There was no way to hide. Feng Xiaoxiao had no choice but to bite the bullet, open the car door, and try to put on a natural smile.
"Haha, Miss Song."
"Um."
Song Feixue nodded lightly, her behavior always so elegant.
Song Feixue stroked her hair and asked softly: "Can I come in and sit down?"
"Ah?" Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and nodded quickly, "Of course, of course... please, please come in."
After saying that, I regretted it again.
Why is she acting like a hostess?
She is an agreement wife, but she has no confidence in front of Song Feixue.
"Thanks."
Song Feixue smiled, bent down and sat beside Feng Xiaoxiao, and closed the car door. In the small space, the atmosphere was stagnant and awkward.
Feng Xiaoxiao wrung his fingers, saying, "If the enemy can't move, I won't move."
"Feng Xiaoxiao?" Song Feixue spoke first, her voice soft and pleasant, "This is your name, right?"
Song Feixue gently turned the bracelet on her wrist, "We met in the mall that time. This is our third meeting, right?"
"hehe."
Feng Xiaoxiao laughed along with her. She didn't know what Song Feixue was going to say to her.
"Yes, Miss Song has a really good memory."
Song Feixue turned her head and looked at Feng Xiaoxiao, which shocked Feng Xiaoxiao. Feng Xiaoxiao's mouth was dry and she wanted to say something.
"Well, Miss Song, actually I..."
"Ok, I know."
Song Feixue didn't give her a chance to speak, and interrupted her softly.
"You are Nie Zheng's wife."
It's over, it's over! Alarm bells rang in Feng Xiaoxiao's heart. Song Feixue really knew it! What to do? Has she caused big trouble for Nie Zheng?
"hehe."
Song Feixue laughed, "Don't be nervous, I'm not here to cause trouble for you."
Huh? Feng Xiaoxiao blinked, a little confused, what is going on?
Song Feixue asked: "I would like to ask, how long have you and Nie Zheng known each other?"
"Ah?" Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised, what is the problem?
Although she didn't know why Song Feixue asked this, Feng Xiaoxiao still answered truthfully: "Four years."
After hearing her answer, Song Feixue breathed a sigh of relief and felt happy all over.
Song Feixue pursed her lips and said in a clear tone, "I know that Nie Zheng has no feelings for you. Nie Zheng only married you because of necessity."
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, feeling a little strange.
It’s true that she is Nie Zheng’s wife, Mrs. Hehe, but Mrs. Hehe is also a wife. Why is she here, listening to Song Feixue’s words?
"Why."
Song Feixue sighed and actually held Feng Xiaoxiao's hand.
"Nie Zheng always has a clear goal in doing things. To achieve his goal, he is willing to use any means... I have wronged you."
The more Feng Xiaoxiao listened, the more unpleasant it became.
This Song Feixue, although she talks kindly, is just a knife without blood! Feng Xiaoxiao is not stupid.
She pulled her hand out of Song Feixue's.
"Miss Song, you don't have to tell me this. I don't care who Nie Zheng likes or who he likes to be with. I'm just his shady wife, and I'm not a threat to you."
Since Feng Xiaoxiao said so, Song Feixue doesn't need to beat around the bush anymore.