Crazy criticism for her!Disabled Master Qin pampers her and coaxes her

Chapter 96 The inexplicable night breeze

After all, gossiping is no fun at work.

Therefore, when Feng Mian learned the news, Grandpa Qin had already returned to the villa, but she was still a little surprised when she heard the names Wu Mu and Jing Mo from Qing Ling's mouth.

"I seem to have heard the names of these two organizations?" It should be in the previous life, but she was a little vague about when.

"Have you heard of it?" Qing Ling was a little surprised. He had only heard Wumu's name. How did Feng Mian know about it?
"Well, at that time I thought these were two names, saying that they must be a pair of mortal enemies."

But she was so impressed by the two names. There was no reason why she couldn't remember where she had heard them before.

Qing Ling didn't ask any more questions and changed the subject, "Why does grandpa dislike me? I died unjustly."

Feng Mian smiled and said, "You deserve it. You did the right thing, but if you treat grandpa like this, it's strange that grandpa is happy."

Looking at Qing Ling's depressed face on the screen, Feng Mian couldn't help but smile. She was eager to return home now. Her custom-made Hanfu was already lying in her suitcase, just waiting for her to go back and give Qing Ling a surprise.

I really want to see Qing Ling wearing Hanfu.

The two of them were talking on the phone seriously, but Feng Mian heard a knock on the door, "Wait a moment, let me take a look."

Opening the door, Wanfeng was standing in front of the door, looking at her with an angry expression.

"What are you doing here?" Feng Mian frowned as soon as he saw her, with disgust in his eyes.

When Wanfeng wasn't paying attention, she broke into the room from outside and closed the door. Feng Mian asked coldly, "Don't spread your anger on me if you are angry."

Wanfeng sat on the chair angrily, staring at her without saying a word. Fengmian didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd. She didn't hang up the video with Qing Ling, but just zoomed out to chat. Window, sitting opposite the evening breeze staring at her.

"Miss Wan, this is my room. If you are okay, could you please leave?"

Wanfeng looked at her for a long time before holding back a sentence, "It's really not you?"

?

Feng Mian said with a door number on her forehead, "What am I? Hasn't the media been reporting on my situation these days? Don't you know what's going on with me? You have to wait and see if you throw dirty water."

Wanfeng was speechless, suddenly stood up and left in a hurry.

Feng Mian was really speechless.

"You're out of your mind."

After she left, Feng Mian stood up and closed the door, and couldn't help but complain. Qing Ling didn't know what happened to her, but Wanfeng's situation was still worthy of scrutiny.

"I'll check on her later." Qing Ling had a hunch that Wanfeng's current situation should be related to Qi Jun.

"Well, it's over to you."

"Has Huang Yan'er continued to contact you?" What Qing Ling is most worried about now is Huang Yan'er and the people behind her.

"No, even when she saw me, it was the same as before, as if she had never looked for me. But I could feel that she didn't give up, she just didn't find a suitable opportunity to talk to me."

Feng Mian still has this understanding.

Qing Ling was silent.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about these heavy topics. When Irene left, she said that I haven't published a work for a long time. I am planning to participate in the national fashion tour in three months, but I don't have any inspiration yet. What do you have? Any good advice?”

Qing Ling knew that she had another identity, and had seen many of her previous works in her previous life. However, after she married him, her heart was entirely with Qi Jun, so she had no new works, and neither did he. I am looking forward to seeing Feng Mian’s works.The two talked for a long time and reluctantly hung up the phone until it was time to start broadcasting.

As soon as Qing Ling hung up the phone, Xu Ping walked in, "Boss, the president of the Black Dragon Society was revealed to have killed the former president. The police took him away. Now the Black Dragon Society is in chaos."

"Where are the two?"

"He's squatting inside."

Qing Ling looked at what was revealed on the news and continued to ask, "Where did this news come from?"

Nothing has happened for so many years, why suddenly there is this rumor.

"I'm investigating."

"That's what it was written." Qing Ling glanced at it and returned the tablet to Xu Ping, "I don't care about this, just find out who attacked Mianmian at that time. Their internal affairs are not related to us. It doesn’t matter.”

Xu Ping responded, "By the way, Wang Qing just sent a message, saying that we should evacuate the people around us, which has affected them."

Qing Ling thought for a while and said, "Leave three of them and continue to watch, and leave the others."

It is true that not many people go to Baiyun Temple, and it is a bit conspicuous that they have too many people.

"it is good."

After Qing Ling finished arranging these things, she glanced at Xu Ping and said, "That guy Shangguan ran away to chase his wife. Pay more attention to the situation at the hospital. When the doctor says it's okay to be discharged, you can take grandma out."

"Don't worry, I'm always paying attention."

He had arranged this matter early in the morning.

Qing Ling felt relieved that Xu Ping was doing things, so he lazily lay back on the sofa. His grandfather was really noisy and he didn't get much sleep, but Qing Ling was different. He had to pay attention these days. There are so many things going on and I haven’t had a good rest for a long time.

Seeing that he had fallen asleep, Xu Ping covered him with a blanket and went out.

Feng Mian, who lives in the Northeast, is having a snowball fight with her friends.

There was not a single Northeasterner in their program team, some were from the South, and they had never seen snow before. This was the first time I saw snow, and I was very excited.

As a northern child, Feng Mian has naturally seen snow, but she has never seen such thick snow. In the past, she always watched others playing wildly on videos, but now that she can see it, she also patronizes and plays, to be more precise. , everyone in the program team only has the word "play" in mind right now. The wind was too strong yesterday and it was not suitable for going out. Today there is no wind and the snow is still very thick, so it is best for playing.

So one by one they continued to mess around and started playing in the snow, which made all the netizens feel sour and wanted to rush out of the screen to play with them.

Three hours later, all the original snowmen cleaned themselves up and appeared seriously in front of the screen one by one.

"Everyone, as you can see, today's weather is much better compared to yesterday. After communicating with the shadow puppet troupe, we will go to the venue to watch their performance at 06:30 tonight. The performance will officially start at 04 o'clock. We will meet tomorrow morning We will conduct a simple study and understanding of the shadow puppet show, so there will be no tea party tonight. It is now 30:[-] in the afternoon, and we still have some time to prepare. In addition, after watching the shadow puppet show tonight, there is a small homework for everyone to complete. "

Feng Mian sighed inwardly.

Gong Xiuxiu said timidly: "Isn't it because I want to write down my impressions..."

No, no, no...

Yan Qi smiled.

(End of this chapter)