I took my cubs to win in the entertainment industry

Chapter 898
Chapter 898

The most disgusting thing about Feng Qing is her face.

Always put on a cute and pitiful look, as if everyone in the world bullied her.

"Han Qianqian, are you sick? I haven't said anything since you bumped into me. Why are you pretending to be pitiful?"

Feng Qing was very angry.

Frightened by Feng Qing's fierce look, Han Qianqian shrank her shoulders, lowered her head, and dared not speak.

Feng Qing looked at her as if she was being bullied, and became even more angry.

Gritting his teeth, he glared at her angrily, not wanting to take care of this showman.

Just as she was about to leave, her arms were grabbed, and she almost screamed with such force.

He staggered, and before he could stand still, he heard an angry voice.

"Feng Qing, you're never finished. If you get angry, just rush at me. Don't bully Qianqian all the time."

The angry male voice made Feng Qing stunned, and when she looked up, she saw a familiar face that could no longer be familiar.

The eyes that were always gentle were looking at her with anger at this moment.

The hand pinching her arm was like iron pliers, and it hurt her so much that her eye sockets were burning hot.

"Song Muyang, she was the one who bumped into me, and she pretended to be cute and pitiful. You said I bullied her? Are you blind?"

Feng Qing was like a wounded little animal, howling with grievance.

Song Muyang's eyes were full of indifference: "She bumped into you? She bumped into you, you'll be fine, her dress is all wet, Feng Qing, if you lose your temper to the young lady, you should separate the occasions, okay? Don't make trouble at other people's birthday parties OK?"

Feng Qing stared at the man in front of her in a daze. His tall body was protecting another woman at this moment, ruthlessly attacking her like this.

He believed that he had bullied Han Qianqian, and felt that Han Qianqian had been wronged.

Just don't think about it, her identity as the young lady of the Feng family, how much he has let her lose on this occasion.

"Song Muyang, do you think it's my fault as long as the two of us have conflicts?"

Song Muyang looked at her coldly, and asked, "Isn't it?"

Without leaving any room for determination, Feng Qing's heart seemed to be put into a meat grinder, a fresh and throbbing heart was put in, and when it came out again, it was already a ball of minced meat.

He didn't understand the pain during the process.

"Muyang, don't be like this. It's really not Miss Feng's fault. It's my fault. I didn't watch the road and bumped into Miss Feng. It's really not her fault."

Han Qianqian stood behind the man, tugging at him timidly, with a soft and pitiful voice.

However, these words did not calm Song Muyang, but made him even more angry.

Pulling Feng Qing's arm vigorously: "Did you see that? You always say that she is bad, but she never blames you. Feng Qing, why are you so vicious?"

Those words were like sharp knives, piercing Feng Qing's heart. Her eyes were wet, and she looked at the man in front of her through the mist.

But more and more, I couldn't see his face clearly.

The pain in her wrist made her almost numb, and the whispering around made her even more wronged.

He always said that he bullied Han Qianqian, but that time, didn't she lose face?
"Hands off."

In the noisy and chaotic crowd, a low and cold female voice slowly sounded.

The next second, Song Muyang let out a cry of pain, and quickly retracted Feng Qing's hand.

This change made everyone stunned, including Feng Qing.

She froze for a moment, blinked, and squeezed the mist out of her eyes.

Turning his head, he saw Jian Chu was holding a small fork in his hand, shaking it lazily.

"Do you want to show your face for playing hooligans in public?"

(End of this chapter)