"I know who our Fengxue is. I believe no one can take away Xiao Zichen's love for Fengxue. You can rest assured about this. Don't worry about our Fengxue." Han Yu said confidently
With.
The women looked at Han Yu, smiled at the same time, and stopped talking.
Where does Feng Xue get his confidence? Do you know that Xiao Zichen doesn't care about women at all? No matter how good Feng Xue is, he can't get into Xiao Zichen's sight.
"Miss, would you like some juice?" Feng Xue's servant quickly came to Zhan Feng Ling.
Zhan Fengling had already separated from Xiao Zichen, and she was about to go find Murong Che and Zhan Yue. Suddenly she was stopped by a servant. She smiled softly and said, "Thank you, I don't need it."
"Okay, I thought that a beautiful girl like Miss would like to drink juice. Do you want red wine or champagne? If you need it, please tell me." The servant said and walked behind Zhan Fengling.
Zhan Fengling is not an ordinary socialite, she has been trained. There was something wrong with this woman's eyes at the beginning, and now she deliberately walks behind her. She is naturally much more vigilant than usual.
"Miss, what's wrong with your skirt?" The servant was also smart and knew that Zhan Fengling would definitely notice it immediately if she pointed it directly at Zhan Fengling with a knife, so she squatted on the ground and pretended to see something wrong with Zhan Fengling's skirt.
Zhan Feng Ling turned sideways and lowered his eyes to look at his skirt.
There was nothing wrong with the hem of the skirt. She waved her hand: "It's okay, thank you."
After saying that, Zhan Feng Ling turned back and remained highly vigilant.
However, just when Zhan Fengling turned around, the juice cup in the servant's hand somehow fell from her hand and landed on Zhan Fengling's skirt. And the small blade hidden in her hand was also
She let it out.
She often does this kind of thing of damaging other people's dresses, and she has long been familiar with it.
So before Zhan Fengling could react, she gave Zhan Fengling a chance to look at her skirt and used the blade to cut a big gash in Zhan Fengling's skirt.
Zhan Fengling only looked back at the woman when he heard the sound of the fabric being torn apart.
"What's going on?" Zhan Fengling stared at the woman with a cold face.
The woman waved her hands and apologized quickly: "Miss, I'm really sorry. I didn't hold it properly just now, so I took the juice... Oh, what should I do now? The back of your dress is full of juice. I don't know what happened, and
A mouthful. Miss, you can't be at the banquet like this, can you?"
Hearing this, Zhan Fengling's face turned dark.
How could she not see such a simple trap?
The tricks she learned when she was young are still used by people now that she is older, hahaha. Do you really think she is a weakling?
Zhan Fengling thought and grabbed the woman's wrist. Just when he was about to have an attack, he saw the largest white lotus in the party coming over.
Feng Xue, who was wearing a white lace dress, smiled and acted like a lady. She slowly walked towards Zhan Feng Ling, bowed gracefully first, and then said to Zhan Feng Ling: "I'm sorry, my servant is really
You are so ignorant. Did you make the lady's clothes dirty? If the lady doesn't mind, you can go to my room to find a dress to change into. I think the lady's figure is similar to mine, so there should be something suitable for the lady to wear."
The wind and snow are gentle and soft, just like the little white flowers that have just bloomed in spring, bright and brilliant.
After she finished speaking, everyone turned their attention to her.