Han Yu comforted Feng Xue, but Feng Xue's emotions were not so easy to soothe. She gritted her teeth, held Han Yu's hand behind her back, lowered her voice, and said sadly: "Why don't I cry? Look.
Ah, how close that pirate is to Xiao Zichen. Obviously, she wants to replace me."
"What are you afraid of? Pirated goods will always be pirated goods. There is nothing to be afraid of. But you must show some courage. Can we be scared by that kind of woman? We are not. We are not afraid of her at all. Do you understand?"
Du Yuanyuan said, patting Feng Xue on the shoulder to cheer her up.
However, Feng Xue was still sad. She lowered her eyes, sighed deeply, and said with aggrieved eyes: "No matter what I do, it's useless. He doesn't even look at me now, and he still gives her such good clothes.
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"It doesn't matter if you wear it. The Zhan family is just a middle-class wealthy family. To put it bluntly, the bottom line of a top wealthy family cannot be climbed up. Why is she so arrogant? Baby, believe me, don't care about this kind of woman. You are Fengxue, Fengxue
Young lady, if you say something, Xiao Zichen will not care." Du Yuanyuan said confidently.
Feng Xue pursed her lips tightly and faced Xiao Zichen with a complicated expression.
Is it really possible?
Can she really make Xiao Zichen like her all the time? In her memory, Xiao Zichen would not like her like this.
In Xiao Zichen's eyes, the wind chime is always important.
As she thought about it, Feng Xue couldn't help but shed tears. She also felt that she was quite stupid for crying over this, but she quickly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Because Xiao Zichen's eyes turned to her side, she couldn't lose her composure in front of Xiao Zichen. This was the etiquette she should have as a socialite.
Xiao Zichen did see Feng Xue crying, but he didn't care.
To him, the wind and snow are just the shadow of the wind chime, and he doesn't like a shadow.
"Feng Ling, you look so beautiful in this outfit." Zhan Yue came over, took Zhan Feng Ling's hand, and took a closer look at her sister's clothes.
Sure enough, people depend on their clothes, and their wind chimes need to wear such noble clothes to show off their temperament.
"It's Mr. Xiao Zichen's clothes." Zhan Fengling said and looked back at Xiao Zichen.
After all, this is the person who pays her salary, and she always wants to flatter him, and maybe she can get some more money.
If Xiao Zichen had thought of Zhan Fengling at this moment, she would have laughed in anger.
"Well, I heard that it was designed by Ye Feifei herself. He is a super boss. Even now, his beauty is stunning. Do you believe it?" Zhan Yue said, with little stars in her eyes.
Ye Feifei's story is legendary in their circle of celebrities. Especially for someone with a personality like Zhan Yue's, she admires Ye Feifei so much that she wants to meet Ye Feifei in person more than once to express her admiration.
Of course Zhan Fengling believes it, they have information about Ye Feifei.
What interests her most is Ye Feifei's experience living in the Twenty-Six organization.
A female killer and a female police officer like her are completely different.
If there is a chance, she can also communicate with Ye Feifei.
Zhan Fengling thought, his eyes narrowed to a slit, like a fox that had been practicing for a long time.
Xiao Zichen caught a glimpse of her expression, which was calm, but there was a little bit of wavering hidden in her eyes.
When this little woman is smart, she looks pretty good.
At this moment, Murong Che came over. He stretched out a hand and smiled elegantly like a gentleman.