Chapter 1298: I Shouldn't Have Left You Alone
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"You're stupid, aren't you? Except for Lu Zhenming, Jiang Fengxing and Yuan Wen, how can I have any friends? β
Feng Chen pinched her face, if he hadn't seen her suffer such a big grievance, he would definitely teach her a good lesson and let her remember it for a long time.
That person said that it was his colleague, that is, someone who worked for the Feng family.
But except for Feng Shen, the Feng family didn't come to anyone else at all.
She didn't know that person, so she ruled it out cautiously.
If all this was not arranged by Feng Shen, then that person was lying, in order to make her let her down her guard.
Song Zhiyue pursed her mouth: "He said it was your colleague, I thought he was your new friend who went to work in the Feng family." β
"Forget it, I can't blame you for this, I shouldn't have left you alone, do you remember what he looked like?"
Feng Chen saw that her eyes were smudged, and the eyelids were a little dark, so he wiped her with a tissue.
Song Zhiyue recalled the man's appearance in his mind, and said, "Probably about the same height as you, wearing a blue suit......
Feng Chen didn't pay close attention to who came tonight, so even if she described it in detail, he didn't know who it was.
He took a bottle of water and unscrewed it and handed it to her: "Don't believe strange words in the future." β
Song Zhiyue nodded, took the mineral water and took two sips.
Thinking of the scene just now, she said: "The people in your circle are so indifferent. β
Doesn't it mean that the children of rich families are all gentlemen?
But just now they were all people who joined in the fun and watched her jokes, and none of the kind-hearted people helped her.
"Most of them sweep the snow in front of their doors, and they fall into the well at the critical moment." Feng Chen took the water in her hand, screwed on the bottle cap and put it back on the table, "What do you want to eat?" β
Song Zhiyue said sullenly: "Want to comfort my wounded heart with food? β
Feng Chen saw that she was unhappy and wanted to make her happy: "Otherwise, you can use your physical strength." β
Song Zhiyue was in a bad mood and was not in the mood to joke with him, so she leaned back and said quietly, "Go home." β
Tonight's scandal about her will definitely spread throughout the circle within three days.
The people who laughed at her tonight were just a small minority.
Three days later, she would become the object of ridicule in the entire upper class circle.
Feng Yi and Wen Mei knew that she had lost the face of the Feng family, would they be annoyed and angry?
On the way back, she kept thinking about it.
The more she thought about it, the more irritated she became, and she simply closed her eyes.
But the scene that happened at the banquet kept echoing in her mind.
The ridicule of those people, the humiliation of those people, was like a thorn in her heart.
After arriving home, Feng Chen unbuckled his seat belt, saw her sitting still, and asked, "What's wrong?" β
"I just broke my foot at the banquet." She whispered.
Feng Chen's face changed, he got out of the car and went around to the passenger seat, opened the car door, picked her out of the car, and strode into the living room.
Aunt Xiao hadn't slept yet, she knew that the two of them were going to a banquet tonight, and when she saw Feng Chen coming back with Song Zhiyue in her arms, she thought that Song Zhiyue was drunk, but her expression seemed to be sober.
"What's wrong with you, ma'am?"
"It's a stumbling foot." Song Zhiyue said.
Feng Chen put her on the sofa and squatted down in front of her: "Which foot?" β
"Left foot." Song Zhiyue replied.
Feng Chen grabbed her left foot and took off her shoes.
His ankle wasn't swollen, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
He grabbed her bare feet and moved her around.
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