happy ex-wife

Chapter 1542 Humble VS Noble ([-])

Qiao Yaruan turned her head, the old earl raised his hand slightly, and the people at the door gave way.

The old earl turned around and watched Qiao Yaruan leave, "That kid has a good eye this time, but unfortunately, he is still a child of the Feng family after all, and has his mission."

Qiao Yaruan was still holding her breath when she left the cafe, isn't that man very attractive?How could he be exploited to such an extent that he still dare not resist?
She was pissed off, really pissed off.

Qiao Yaruan started the car, and the phone rang. She saw the caller ID and hung up immediately.

Feng Feng is still in his ancient costume, sitting and resting in front of the dressing table, because there is no role for him at the moment.

Hang up his phone?

That woman actually hung up on him!
Well, that woman did dare to hang up on him.

Feng Feng did not give up and called again, this time the call was connected.

"Small--"

"Driving, what's the call?"

Feng Feng listened to the beeping sound on the phone.

It's numb, and it hurts again.

Why can't my daughter-in-law be gentle with him?

But thinking of the stupid things I did before, forget it, it was all forced by myself.

George came over and threw him a bottle of water, leaned against the door and looked at Feng Feng in the mirror, "You never would have taken this kind of scene before."

"You have to save some money for your wife, in case you can no longer rely on your face for food, you can't let your daughter-in-law take care of you, right?" Feng Feng said lightly.

George paused slightly, and said with disbelief, "You really plan to stop filming."

Feng Feng opened the lid and looked at himself in the mirror, "I insist on being with Qiao Yaruan, the Feng family will not let me go, not even Lisa, so I don't know when I will be blocked."

He has cooperated with George for ten years. He is his manager and even his friend. There is nothing to be taboo about.

Feng Feng played with his mobile phone, looked at the name of the little soft tooth on it, smiled gently, and repeatedly scratched it with his fingers.

When Qiao Yaruan saw the phone ringing again, she became more and more annoyed. She reached out to swipe the phone, but she didn't expect it to be connected directly, and the person inside was obviously not talking to her.

George sighed, and walked in, "Is she so important to you? More important than, Qi Rou?"

"Qi Rou?" Feng Feng put his legs on the table and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "I used to think that it was Qi Rou who could accompany me through my whole life. After Qi Rou passed away, I thought I could Keeping the thoughts of her for the rest of my life, I love her, never a fake."

Qiao Yaruan paused slightly, and stopped the car at the intersection.

Unconsciously, his hands tightened a little. The one he loves is, after all, sister Qi Rou, the person she has the least right to be jealous of.

George stood behind him.

"But I found that I'm not as infatuated as I thought. I've been guarding it for so many years, but she appeared, eroding my yearning for Qi Rou little by little." Feng Feng smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'm not a lover, and I'm not an infatuated person, I love Qi Rou, but I love her too." Feng Feng said, looking down at the phone, but it suddenly jumped up, "Mom—" When did he make the call?

George was also startled, he had never seen Feng Feng get scared before.

Feng Feng hurriedly picked up the phone, and said flatteringly, "Little Ruanya, that daughter-in-law, listen to my explanation, my favorite must be you, that's you."

"Dududu-"

Feng Feng looked down at the phone, got it, hung up again.

(End of this chapter)