Chapter 909: Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (172)

I don't know if it's a frog in a well, but it's true that it doesn't give any face.

Feng Mingzhu squeezed the bag in her hand, didn't say any more, what was even more annoyed was why Li Nanheng usually ignored her, even the people around him were so rude to her!

Are all these people who come out of the XI base have this temperament?

Feng Ling didn't pay attention to that Miss Feng at all. After leaving the shopping mall, he put the 20-jin bag of spices in his hand into the trunk, closed the trunk, turned around, and was about to get in the car.

The moment the car door opened, he suddenly felt a burst of force, Feng Ling paused, and turned his eyes blankly, only to see Feng Mingzhu, who had been entangled in the shopping mall's negative floor just now, also came out.

Glancing at Feng Mingzhu's hand pressing on her car door, Feng Ling's voice couldn't hear any waves, but he was obviously impatient: "What's the matter?"

Feng Mingzhu continued to smile: "You know that I am Li Nanheng's fiancée, how dare you treat me so indifferently?"

Feng Lingdan looked at her without answering, but his eyes clearly didn't like her.

The atmosphere was too silent and cold, after Feng Mingzhu looked at her for a while, she said, "What's your name?"

"Feng Ling." Feng Ling didn't intend to hide anything, and he didn't feel guilty at all: "If Miss Feng feels wronged, you can report my name at any time. Let me say a few words, tell me to take care of Miss Feng outside, but Boss Li has never mentioned your name before, I only obey the orders of the base, there is really no need for Miss Feng to be too embarrassing."

Seeing that Feng Ling has always been neither humble nor overbearing, Feng Mingzhu curled her lips coldly, and changed the subject: "Your surname is also Feng?"

"Yes, unfortunately, my surname is also Feng."

The coldness at the corner of Feng Mingzhu's mouth was even worse: "In the Chinese circle in Los Angeles, there are really not many people with the surname Feng. This is somehow destined to be a fate. Maybe our ancestors have been a family for hundreds of years. Even if you are helping your family, take me back to the base, okay?"

"Take it away." Feng Ling stopped looking at her and opened the car door directly. When she felt that she was about to push the car to the door again, the impatience in her eyes became more obvious, and the simple three words carried a warning.

"The Feng family also has a very close relationship with the US military. We are all together. Even if we enter the base, it will not have any impact, not to mention my relationship with your boss..."

Before he finished speaking, the car door in front of him suddenly opened a lot,

Feng Mingzhu's wrist, which had been exerting so much force, was almost broken due to the force. Her face turned pale from the pain, and she immediately looked in disbelief at Feng Ling who had already opened the door expressionlessly, got into the car and sat in the driver's seat .

"you!"

Feng Ling didn't look at her, just buckled up his seat belt, closed the car door, and started the engine without even giving her a chance to say another word to her through the window.

Seeing that this brat named Feng Ling really wanted to drive, and seeing how fierce she was, she didn't intend to hesitate at all. If she kept pestering her, she might really be hit by a car. Feng Mingzhu stared at her through the car window. Seeing the people in the car, he had no choice but to take a step back, but because the high heels under his feet were too high, he staggered and almost fell.

A smell of car exhaust filled her nostrils, causing her to cough several times. She raised her face and looked at the car that drove away without hesitation in disbelief, and angrily smashed the bag in her hand Hit the ground.

Feng Ling drove the car away and continued to the next stop. There were a lot of things to buy, and she didn't want to waste time.

When turning out of the intersection near the shopping mall, he still didn't look at Feng Mingzhu who was left behind.

But I heard from Ah K before that some women are particularly delicate or like to put on airs, and this Miss Feng probably accounts for one of them. Women are indeed troublesome.

Since she was a child, she has never been in a circle with too many women, and she can count on ten fingers the women she has come into contact with.

But the weirdest thing she has seen so far is that Qin Shuke and this Miss Feng, one is innocent and entangled, the other is noble and arrogant, born with the temper of a young lady in her bones, so arrogant and instinctive Wanted to kick her in the face.

If she had to live like this every day after becoming a woman, she might as well cut off the two lumps of flesh on her chest.

Feng Ling slammed on the accelerator and drove the car out of Feng Mingzhu's sight.

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At night, close the house.

Feng Mingzhu returned to the Feng family's villa after attending a celebrity party, feeling a little drunk, but when she entered the door, she saw two white rabbits hanging in front of the main entrance of the Feng family's courtyard every year. type lantern.

As soon as she saw the white rabbit lantern, she instantly became angry. With the anger she received outside this afternoon, she ignored the butler who came out and walked quickly into the door.

Sure enough, when he opened the door and went in, he saw Qin Qiu, who usually stayed in the room whenever he went home, was kneeling before the Bodhisattva enshrined in the hall.

"Mom, it's been so many years, why are you still like this!" Feng Mingzhu angrily threw the bag directly on the table beside her, making a loud noise: "It's almost twenty years! Why do you still want to pay homage to her?" Time! My sister has only lived in this world for a year, and the relationship between mother and daughter with you is so shallow. Do you have to let me live in the shadows because of her? Must let Everyone knows that I have a dead sister? I have known that I have a dead sister since I was sensible, but I don't even know what she looks like. I never thought she existed, but you always I have to remind my family every year that her..."

"Mingzhu!" Mrs. Feng and Mr. Feng heard her voice just as they walked downstairs: "Do you know what day it is today? You came back after drinking some wine outside and yelled. What does it look like?"

"I can't take it anymore! I was happy outside, but when I got home, I saw the white lantern hanging at the door. It's been almost twenty years since I was dead alone, but I have to hang it on this day every year." When I saw the white lantern, I felt terrified!"

"What are you talking about! That lantern was from the year your sister was born. Every time she cried in her swaddling baby, your grandma and I used this kind of little rabbit lantern we bought to coax her. Every time she saw the little rabbit lantern You will laugh, the rabbit lanterns are all white, where are you talking about the scary white lanterns! As a sister, you have been complaining for so many years!" Old Man Feng lowered his face.

Qin Qiu has long been used to having this kind of trouble with his eldest daughter on this day every year. He kneels in front of the Bodhisattva and closes his eyes. He has never said anything, and only holds the prayer beads tightly in his hand.