Song Feixue adjusted her condition, smiled lightly, and held Nie Zheng's arm.
"My play today is over. I have an appointment with Director Yan for dinner later. He wants to talk about the play to me. Ah Zheng, please wait for me for a while and we can go together, okay?"
Nie Zheng was silent and shook his head.
"This is your official business, so I won't get involved."
"But……"
Song Feixue could not hide her disappointment, "This drama was also invested by Yunxing."
All in all, it is also Nie Zheng's income.
"I don't understand what you're talking about."
Nie Zheng raised his watch and looked at it, "I have some plans for the evening, so I'll leave first and have a good time filming."
"……oh."
Song Feixue's eyes darkened, obviously dissatisfied. However, she could not force Nie Zheng to stay.
After thinking about it, I cheered up again.
"Then you go, business is important. I'd be very happy if you could come to visit me."
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded slightly, let go of Song Feixue and turned to leave.
Staring at his back, the smile on Song Feixue's face quickly disappeared, and she folded her arms and murmured.
"Azheng, you are here to see me, you must be."
There is no way he is here to see Feng Xiaoxiao...
Nie Zheng didn't have Feng Xiaoxiao in his heart. Feng Xiaoxiao was not the person he had liked for more than ten years.
Song Feixue curled her lips and returned to normal.
I looked up and saw that Feng Xiaoxiao was jumping down for the sixth time on the second floor.
Although he was wearing protective gear and there was a sponge pad on the ground, Feng Xiaoxiao's knee still received an impact when he landed.
There was no need to pat her face, Feng Xiaoxiao frowned visibly.
"Ah……"
Song Feixue watched from a distance and laughed coldly.
Feeling wronged?
It's far from enough.
She has liked Nie Zheng for so many years and has sacrificed so much for him... but this woman took advantage of her and became Mrs. Nie!
Who would be more wronged than her?
"Click!"
The assistant director shouted, "Xiaoxiao, that's it! This time it's perfect!"
Feng Xiaoxiao stood up with her hands on the ground, gestured "ok" to the assistant director, and turned around to enter the dressing room.
When I came out, I bumped into Song Feixue again.
At this moment, Feng Xiaoxiao just wanted to give her a look and didn't bother to say a word to her.
Feng Xiaoxiao stroked her hair, "Please give me a chance -"
"You."
Song Feixue smiled lightly and shook her head helplessly, as if Feng Xiaoxiao was an ignorant child.
"Xiaoxiao, I really have no ill intentions towards you."
Feng Xiaoxiao frowned, he really disliked her more and more!
"Miss Song, is there anything else you want to say? If not, I'm leaving!"
"...Well." Song Feixue always smiled lightly, "You have worked hard today, go back and have a good rest."
whispering sound.
Feng Xiaoxiao gave her countless eye rolls in his heart. She and this woman were really incompatible.
"Why……"
Just as she was about to leave, Song Feixue suddenly stopped her.
"What's wrong?" Feng Xiaoxiao became impatient, "Can I still leave? Song Feixue, I am your substitute, but you are not my boss!"
"you misunderstood."
Song Feixue's eyes fell on Feng Xiaoxiao's left wrist - the Patek Philippe watch.
"Your watch is very beautiful."
"Um?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned and raised his wrist.
In fact, there was nothing to be proud of, but she didn't know what was going on, and the corner of her mouth curled up.
He smiled and said, "Yes, it's pretty, isn't it? Mr. Nie bought it."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Song Feixue's face turned pale and she stood there in a daze... She clenched her palms tightly. Did Nie Zheng buy it for her?
whispering sound.
Nie Zheng has a lot of money, but what is a watch?
But, but...Song Feixue is uncomfortable, very uncomfortable!
Feng Xiaoxiao is not worthy, and Nie Zheng is not worthy of giving her the best!