Lu Zhenming frowned, the dust seal just now was in the cabin with Wen Mei, so they guessed who locked the dust inside.

Lu Zhenming stepped forward, kicked the door open with a few kicks, and then walked in.

Liang Weirong stood at the door, looking at Feng Chen, grabbing her skirt, and said softly: "Chen, can I say a few words to you alone?" ”

Feng Chen looked at her beyond Jiang Fengxing's gaze.

Usually she likes to wear light-colored clothes, but this is the first time he has seen her wear such red and bright clothes.

It's beautiful, it's bright and moving.

It's a pity that it wasn't worn for him.

He restrained the anger in his heart and looked away with a blank face.

Liang Weirong saw that he didn't care about himself, bit her lip, and said pitifully: "A few minutes is fine." ”

Seeing her like this, Jiang Fengxing was angry, and he pretended to be pitiful, can't he have something fresh?

After Feng Chen's silence, he rushed to Lu Zhenming and said, "You go out first." ”

Seeing that he responded to Liang Weirong's words, Jiang Fengxing became even more angry: "It's not that you don't know her ......"

"Get out!" The voice of sealing the dust sank a little.

Jiang Fengxing felt that his brain must be Watt!

Lu Zhenming took Su Wansheng to take the lead and walked out, and Jiang Fengxing followed angrily.

Song Zhiyue's heart was panicked, she looked at Feng Chen, and then at Liang Weirong, and then walked slowly to the door.

Lu Zhenming pushed open the door of the lounge next door and said to Su Wansheng, "Go in and rest for a while." ”

Su Wansheng asked, "What about you?" ”

"I'm smoking a cigarette."

Su Wansheng nodded and entered the lounge.

Song Zhiyue also walked in.

Lu Zhenming took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette and bit it into his mouth, and then gave the cigarette case to Jiang Fengxing.

Jiang Fengxing also ordered one, and the two leaned on the armrest and smoked.

In the lounge next door, there was a dusty voice: "Aren't you doing something unseemly, what are you closing?" ”

It was not soundproof, and the door was only hidden, so Lu Zhenming and Jiang Fengxing could hear it clearly.

Jiang Fengxing understood why Lu Zhenming didn't go to the wedding banquet, but stood here and smoked.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Zhenming: "I didn't expect you to have a hobby of listening to the corner." ”

Lu Zhenming put the lighter in his pocket and lit the cigarette in his mouth: "Didn't you notice that there is a media here today, and the two of them are not suitable to meet, if they are seen by others or photographed by the media, they can't tell a hundred mouths." We're here, someone can give them a hint in advance, and if someone else sees it, they can be a witness. ”

Jiang Fengxing flicked his hair that was blown by the sea breeze: "Then wouldn't it be over if he didn't let him stay alone with Liang Weirong?" Why bother. ”

"He appeared here to face this matter, if Liang Weirong doesn't come to him, he will also go to Liang Weirong."

"What will he do, you say?"

Lu Zhenming shook the butt of his cigarette: "Either make it clear to Liang Weirong and cut her off from today, or take her away." ”

Jiang Fengxing gave him a "nonsense" expression: "I also know that it is these two, and I am asking you which one has a better chance." ”

This time, Lu Zhenming did not say anything more.

After Song Zhiyue and the others withdrew, Liang Weirong looked at Feng Chen and entered the lounge.

She was about to close the door, when she heard Feng Chen's cold words: "Aren't you doing something unseemly, what door is closed?" ”

She looked at the hidden door, turned to him, and looked at Feng Chen's haggard face, her eyes gradually reddening.