happy ex-wife

Chapter 1828 Xia Ling, who beat him up ([-])

This sudden scene startled the reporters and immediately made them lose their ability to speak.

Qiao Yaruan slowly approached the embarrassed woman, knelt down and looked at her, "I didn't expect that I would do it in full view, it's like, I didn't expect that a person can be so cheap, if it is true If you want Huashan to be cheap, you are really not my opponent."

Xia Ling stretched out her hand to cover her stomach, she really did not expect Qiao Yaruan to be so cruel, she didn't care about other people's eyes at all.

Xia Ling was looking at Qiao Yaruan, but in the next second, he looked at Feng Feng, his face pale, "Feng Feng, I'm just your fan, and I gave up my high salary just to be your assistant. Could it be that I was wrong too? ?"

Xia Ling's voice was originally pleasant, but now he was speaking in tears, which made people feel aggrieved.

Qiao Yaruan secretly despised this woman in her heart, she really was a good manipulator, if she had a scalpel in her hand now, she would have shaved off her face.

Feng Feng pressed the little boy's head with one hand, and looked at the woman half lying on the ground over there.

Xia Ling pursed her lips, every movement was the same as An Qirou's back then.

Qiao Yaruan got up and looked back at Feng Feng, as if she was waiting for his action.

The little boy raised his head, because his body was hurt by his father's embrace.

"Mommy." Xiao BuDian suddenly called out.

Feng Feng came back to his senses, put away the laziness in his eyes, and met Qiao Yaruan's gaze looking at him.

"According to what you said, don't I have the right to refuse who my assistant is?" Feng Feng said, his voice was a bit cold, "I cherish every fan, but that doesn't mean you can take advantage of it Come to make things difficult for me, and it is my tragedy to have fans like you." Feng Feng said, reaching out his hand to Qiao Yaruan.

Qiao Yaruan pursed her lips slightly, and finally walked over and reached out to hold his hand.

Feng Feng looked down at the woman on the ground again, "Don't kidnap anyone morally, you are not weak." Feng Feng said, looking at the reporter on the side, "And you, use the so-called angle of sympathizing with the weak When you write something, what you get is not necessarily eyeballs, but also a disgusting feeling of nausea." Feng Feng said, leading them away directly.

Feng Feng came like a gust of wind, and left like a gust of wind, leaving only Xia Ling who was still sitting on the ground.

Xia Ling pressed down on the ground with one hand, and touched his face with one hand.

"Feng Feng, how could you treat me like this? How could you?" Xia Ling said in a low voice, his voice gradually tinged with chill, "Qiao Yaruan, you have taken other people's happiness, and you will have to pay it back sooner or later."

After leaving the coffee shop, Feng Feng put the little one in the car, and before the reporter came out, he took Qiao Yaruan into the car, and then started the car, everything was done in one go without saying anything.

Qiao Yaruan looked at him once, then turned her gaze away, and kept looking outside.

She knew that this was the first time they had dealt with Xia Ling head-on. In fact, it was a deal, An Qirou.

He said, don't slap your face.

Qiao Yaruan knew that he still cared.

It's just that he can tell clearly that this face is not the same as this person's thoughts, that's all.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit strange, and the little one didn't dare to speak when sitting in the back, and could only play with his fingers.

"Where are you going?" Qiao Yaruan asked suddenly.

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