Two days later, Feng Xue was shopping alone in Beicheng Dayun International Mall, followed by two bodyguards. She had been particularly agitated these two days because the social circle of celebrities was already talking about Xiao Zichen's marriage, and many people were laughing at her.
As for them, they didn't directly express their laughter. They all sent a photo and said that they had received an invitation from the Xiao family and that the wedding would be in a month.
The wedding is in a month, and Feng Xue’s heart aches.
She asked those people if they wanted to participate, and everyone's answer was unanimously yes, they must participate. What if they offend the Xiao family by not participating.
Feng Xue was extremely speechless. They were afraid of offending the Xiao family, so weren't they afraid of offending the Feng family?
But the result is obvious, no one is afraid of offending the Feng family at all.
In the current business environment, it is more terrifying to offend the Xiao family. As for the Feng family, I can only say... they are really not afraid of offending.
"Those bastards, they promised to attack, but they haven't done anything yet. It's a waste for me to raise them!" Feng Xue saw a billboard.
Under the billboard was a row of small words: I wish Xiao Zichen, President of Xiao Group, a happy wedding.
Feng Xue's eyes hurt from these words.
What are you congratulating? What is there to congratulate?
We haven't even had a wedding yet, are we already happily married?
The wind is blowing so fast, these people are so disgusting!
Feng Xue gritted her teeth and didn't want to leave. She threw the bag she just bought to a bodyguard behind her, sat on a bench nearby, and called Mr. Li.
Young Master Li had just woken up from sleep. He was holding a beauty in his arms and was in a good mood. "Miss Feng, is something okay?"
"Didn't you promise to help me? What's going on? Now Zhan Feng Ling is still sitting there, preparing to be her bride. Are you sure you can deal with her?" Feng Xue asked angrily.
She called many people, but no one took action.
Mr. Li is the one who is relatively easy to talk to among these people, so her temper naturally turns on him.
Mr. Li was in a bad mood after being stabbed in the face. He rubbed his brows, sighed softly, and said, "Well, yes, I'm sure I can deal with it, but it will take time, Miss Feng."
"How long will it take? If you wait a little longer, that bitch Zhan Fengling will give birth to Xiao Zichen's child!" Feng Xue's teeth hurt even more when she thought of this possibility, and she hated her heartily. Her face was obviously more like the woman Xiao Zichen liked.
, why Xiao Zichen chose Zhan Fengling but not her.
"Tsk... not that fast. How could a young man with such a vigorous temperament have a child so soon? Miss Feng, calm down!" Mr. Li smiled. To be honest, he didn't really want to deal with Zhan Fengling, especially after receiving Xiao
After the invitation to the house.
"Humph, I can't calm down, I'll give you a week!" Feng Xue said, and hung up the phone with a bang.
Mr. Li heard the sound of the phone hanging up and did not turn back.
He just wanted something from her, but he didn't have to look for her.
Feng Xue clutched her cell phone, thinking about Mr. Li's attitude just now, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth. Just when she was about to say something, a cup of milk tea appeared in front of her.
She looked sideways and saw clearly the person who gave her milk tea.
"Who are you? Why did you suddenly give me milk tea?" Feng Xue glanced at the woman coldly, her tone was not very nice, and her meaning was clear, that is, if she was given milk tea, she meant to kill her.
Lu Xiaoxiao smiled helplessly and said, "I am Lu Xiaoxiao, one of Xiao Zichen's childhood sweethearts."
One reason is that she doesn't want Feng Xue to regard her as her biggest enemy.