Therefore, she is the one who should be unlucky, and she is the one who owes the wind chime. But... now it is too late.
Feng Ling is dead, but she, Feng Xue, is alive. She deserves to have a better life, and Xiao Zichen!
Feng Xue thought, turning her head to look at Xiao Zichen.
But Xiao Zichen's face was as cold as an ice sculpture and he would not give her any response.
"Don't talk nonsense! That's not the case. My feelings for Xiao Zichen are not something a woman like you can understand!" Feng Xue said with tears in her eyes.
Zhan Fengling shrugged, spread his hands, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Yeah, I can't understand, and I'm not interested in understanding. What I want to say is, please don't cause trouble for me, Miss Feng Xue.
Also, I am not anyone’s stand-in, I am Zhan Feng Ling, so don’t put your jealousy on Feng Ling on me."
Although Feng Xue didn't say it, Zhan Feng Ling could feel that this woman couldn't help but put all her jealousy towards Feng Ling on her.
Otherwise, why would he look at her with such unfriendly eyes?
"You! No! You..." Feng Xue became more and more sad as she spoke, almost collapsing on the ground.
Finally, Xiao Zichen couldn't stand the bickering between the two women. He tapped his fingers on the table and said in a cold voice: "Fengxue, let's go."
"Me! Xiao Zichen, listen to me, I am not like this, I really am not like this. I like you very much, and I want to be with you forever, do you understand?" Feng Xue covered her chest and allowed herself to
Let your emotions out.
But Xiao Zichen replied with cold eyes: "I'm not interested in you."
The words "no interest" really chilled Feng Xue. She bit her lip and wanted to stay, but there was a voice in her body reminding her: Feng Xue, you are a socialite. You can't be so humble. You have to wait for Xiao Zichen to regret it.
Come after you!
After thinking about it, she wiped her tears, turned around and walked out of the office.
Seeing Feng Xue leaving, Zhan Fengling was about to follow him out, but heard Xiao Zichen's voice, "Should I let you go?"
Zhan Fengchi chimed and stopped.
"Close the door!" Xiao Zichen's eyes swept coldly, and anger jumped out of his deep eyes.
Yes, he was a little unhappy because Zhan Fengling's reaction was too calm.
When Feng Xue said that he regarded her as a substitute, shouldn't she be disappointed or feel uncomfortable?
Why is it so peaceful?
Because you don't care?
Thinking that Zhan Fengling might not care about him, Xiao Zichen's anger became even stronger. He wanted to go over and grab Zhan Fengling immediately, cut open her heart, and take a good look at it to see what color it was and why she could do this.
Generally don't care about him.
If Zhan Fengling knew Xiao Zichen's thoughts, he would definitely laugh out loud.
What are these thoughts? Why should she care?
Isn’t it normal for a man to have a white moonlight in his heart?
What does she care about?
"There is a wind chime." Xiao Zichen calmed down his anger slightly and decided to explain to Zhan Fengling, "But you are not her substitute. No one can be her substitute."
"I know." Zhan Fengling nodded lightly, "After all, she is the girl you really like. It is normal for you to have such thoughts."
Xiao Zichen: "..."
Does she mean she's not jealous at all?
Xiao Zichen was a little confused, and even had a slight doubt about his masculine charm.
"Mr. Xiao, is there something wrong with my understanding?" Zhan Fengling saw that Xiao Zichen's face was dark and smelly, and couldn't help but ask.