Across the door, Feng Xiaoxiao felt stiff all over and her palms felt cold.
It turns out that Nie Zheng knew everything! She only said half of the words, still hesitantly, but he actually knew it!
She should have understood a long time ago, how smart Nie Zheng is? She was completely turned into a scum in front of him. There is no comparison between the two of them in terms of IQ.
Xiaoxiao was still struggling here, wondering whether she should tell Nie Zheng. But Nie Zheng was already thinking about how to get her to let go.
Nie Zheng knew her well.
The talking in the cubicle stopped, and Xiaoxiao knew that they had finished talking, so she quickly lay back on the bed, tiptoeing, not daring to make any noise. But the more careful she was, the more mistakes she made.
"Ah..." Feng Xiaoxiao cried out in pain and covered her knees.
Nie Zheng pushed the door open and came in, and saw Feng Xiaoxiao sitting on the edge of the bed, covering her knees. "What's going on?"
Feng Xiaoxiao wrinkled her facial features, "It hurts."
Nie Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He quickly came forward to cover her knees and rubbed them gently and slowly, "Why are you so anxious? Are you afraid that I will run away?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was slightly startled. This man was always talking about her. But he was indeed scheming against her and the Feng family.
The masseuse came in with essential oil in hand.
With a face full of apologies, he said, "Sorry, Mrs. Nie, the essential oil you asked for has been used up. I just left to get it. Do you still...continue?"
Nie Zheng said nothing and only looked at Xiaoxiao.
"Yeah." Xiaoxiao nodded and looked at Nie Zheng again, "Are you bored?"
"No." Nie Zheng laughed, "Just in time, I'll give my third uncle a call."
Well, Xiaoxiao nodded and watched Nie Zheng go to the cubicle again. She knew that the phone call between Nie Zheng and Nie Hongsheng was to discuss the matter of Changhe Heavy Industry, and it would not end for a while.
Feng Xiaoxiao lay down, her heart beating very fast. She was thinking, how would Nie Zheng talk to her? If he asked, what would she say? Logically speaking, this was what her father meant, so why should she hesitate?
However, she was really confused.
She seemed to not recognize the man in the cubicle anymore! Last time, she still knew that he was the man four years ago!
She finally adjusted her mentality, followed her inner feelings, and decided to continue with him. However, the situation this time was different. Because, she discovered that the Nie Zheng she liked might just be the Nie Zheng she had imagined.
.
Or, it was him that Nie Zheng wanted her to see.
As for the real Nie Zheng, she may have never seen the tip of the iceberg!
Feng Xiaoxiao clenched her hands, and she suddenly realized how Weng Qiange had been feeling over the years. Seeing her lover plotting against her family little by little, what did their relationship mean?
No wonder Weng Qiange and Gu Chen couldn't fall in love under such circumstances. Xiaoxiao closed her eyes, her mind in a mess.
There is an intercom phone in the box.
When Xiaoxiao was thinking about something, the phone rang. The masseur stood up and apologized to Xiaoxiao, "Sorry, Mrs. Nie, I'll answer the phone, otherwise I'll keep disturbing you."
Well, Xiaoxiao nodded and didn't care.
The masseur answered the phone, spoke twice, and suddenly turned to Feng Xiaoxiao, "You mean, Mrs. Nie? Yes, she is..."
Huh? Feng Xiaoxiao opened his eyes, full of doubts.
The masseuse handed her the phone, "Mrs. Nie, I am your friend, my name is Qian Ge..."!
When Feng Xiaoxiao heard this, he immediately jumped up from the bed.
Her heart was about to jump out of her throat, but Feng Xiaoxiao held it back. She knew that even Nie Zheng next door couldn't let her know easily. Gu Chen sent someone to follow her.
Holding the phone, Xiaoxiao's hands were shaking. "Damn girl! Where have you been?"
It is rare for sisters to be addressed like this. Xiaoxiao was really angry and anxious.
"Xiao Xiao." Weng Qiange was about to cry, "I'm so hungry."
In one sentence, Feng Xiaoxiao lost her temper at all. Her little sister, the daughter of the Weng family for more than 20 years, actually told her that she was hungry!
Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly felt extremely distressed, "Where are you? I'll buy you food."
"Well!" Weng Qiange whispered, told Feng Xiaoxiao her location, and then told her, "You can come by yourself. If you find someone following you, stop coming. I will be captured by Gu Chen!"
Oh, okay. Feng Xiaoxiao naturally agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Feng Xiaoxiao stared directly at the masseur. The masseur didn't hear everything, but he probably understood it. He pointed to the door of the lounge, "Um, Nie..."
Shhh.
Feng Xiaoxiao anxiously put her index finger on her lips and asked her in a low voice, "Is there any other door?"
The masseuse understood what she meant and nodded hesitantly. Yes, of course there is. In addition to the door for customers to come in, there is also a passage for employees like them. Just now, when she went to get essential oil, it was not Nie Zheng's door.
Door.
Feng Xiaoxiao pulled her and begged, "Please."
Although the masseuse was afraid of Nie Zheng, she couldn't say no now that Mrs. Nie was asking her to do it. She could only nodded and agreed to her. "Mrs. Nie, please come with me."
"Thank you." Feng Xiaoxiao thanked her in a low voice and followed the masseur out of the staff passage.
The masseuse sent Feng Xiaoxiao out and came back. She didn't dare to take responsibility and immediately came to the cubicle to look for Nie Zheng.
"Mr. Nie..."
Nie Zheng looked up, and the moment he saw only the masseur, he stood up immediately. Xiaoxiao ran away? He walked over and took a look, and sure enough, Xiaoxiao was gone!
Ha. Nie Zheng's face turned dark, and he was so frightened that the masseur couldn't speak clearly, "Mr. Nie, Mrs. Nie said, she walked away for a while and told you not to worry, she will go home on her own..."
Looking at Nie Zheng's face, the masseur's voice became quieter and quieter.
Nie Zheng's face was terrifyingly dark. Where was Xiaoxiao...?
Feng Xiaoxiao ran away secretly and made many twists and turns before she found Weng Qiange. Although she grew up in Haicheng, she had not been back for many years and Haicheng had changed a lot. But Xiaoxiao felt that this was not her.
It took me a long time to find the reason for Weng Qiange.
What kind of place is this? Feng Xiaoxiao had never known that there was such a place in Haicheng since she was a child. Rows of houses were built together. It was difficult for two people to walk side by side, let alone cars. And most of them were low-rise buildings.
In the short bungalow, clothes and bedding can be seen hanging out to dry everywhere.
Feng Xiaoxiao looked at it for a while, thinking, is this the place where Qiange lives these days? Oh my god, how can Qiange bear it?
"Xiao Xiao!"
Behind him, someone tapped him on the shoulder. Feng Xiaoxiao turned around and saw that Weng Qiange was wearing a pullover sweatshirt, washed white jeans, and a down jacket. He wore a large mask on his face and his hair was messy.
"Little pigeon..." Feng Xiaoxiao opened her mouth and swallowed even more.
Woo... Weng Qiange came forward and hugged her, crying in grievance.