Feng Xue heard those voices of disgust, glanced at the woman coldly, and said angrily: "What do you know!"
"Haha, don't we understand? Little girl, don't think that you can hide it by wearing a thick bathrobe. This is indiscreet and cannot be hidden at all!"
"Yes, the aunts are older than you and have been here before. Don't we understand these things? Well, don't pretend in front of us. We can see what kind of person you are."
"You... you don't know anything, you are just pretending in front of me. Let me tell you... I am noble and elegant, and I am not comparable to people like you!" Feng Xue gritted her teeth.
She scanned the women's clothes and looked at the luxurious leopard prints, which she thought were the decorations of old-fashioned hats.
These were indeed rich women, and they all had quite bad tempers, so Feng Xue was self-righteous and bossed them around, which directly angered these rich women.
"Oh, you little girl, who do you think you are? If you are walking here dressed like this, we can still say that you are that kind of woman!"
The implication is that Feng Xue is a special worker.
How could Feng Xue bear such words? She glanced at the woman and said angrily: "Who are you talking about? I think you look alike. You all look like old goblins. That's enough!"
"Who are you talking about, old goblin? Little girl, you are flashy and don't know how to behave. You should admit it." The women were also angered by Fengxue.
"I'm not ignorant!" Feng Xue's eyes were red and tears were falling down.
Just in time, Longze passed by.
Long Ze knew about Feng Xue, but the Feng Xue he knew was the girl Feng Chime that the Feng family had recovered. Seeing Feng Xue quarreling with the old aunts, he kindly came to help.
"Are you okay?" Long Ze asked.
These old aunties knew Long Ze, and their eyes shone brightly as they surrounded him.
"Oh, isn't this Long Ze?"
"He's so handsome. It's true that I spent money on him. Come on, let Auntie take a look."
"Auntie's daughter has grown up, do you want to be her son-in-law?"
The old aunts were too enthusiastic, which actually made Long Ze embarrassed.
He clenched his hand into a fist, put it on his chin, and said to the old aunt: "I'm sorry, I'm an artist, and I haven't considered feelings at the moment. Do you have any conflict with this lady?"
"Oh, there's no conflict. It's just that she doesn't like us. Long Ze, you... don't pay attention to this kind of woman." An aunt in white clothes looked at Long Ze with a smile, completely treating her as a prospective son-in-law.
"With your status, you should try to have as little contact with this kind of woman as possible."
"Yes, yes, that kind of professional is not clean even if you think about it. You should try to hide away."
Feng Xue listened to them saying that she was not clean, and her eyes were red with anger, and tears fell directly, "You are too bullying. I am not! My surname is Feng!"
"Okay, Miss Feng, don't get excited. I know you are not that kind of person. If you need our help, you can just say it. I will send you back easily." Long Ze said friendly.
Feng Xue looked really embarrassed now, and Long Ze felt that he should help her because of her face that was somewhat similar to Zhan Fengling.
After hearing this, Feng Xue raised her eyes and looked at Long Ze pitifully, with gratitude in her eyes, "Thank you, you... you really adjusted it well."
"Oh, don't help her. This kind of girl is not worth it."