Cute Baby: Her Scum Husband

The dinner party officially started at 7:00 p.m., and Feng Jingya deliberately delayed her appearance until 7:20 p.m. in fact, she had come long ago to hang everyone up, so she appeared slowly.

When she walked into the private room, she found that everyone had already started to eat. She didn't mean to wait for her at all. Her face became ugly all of a sudden.

But no one noticed her ugly face, and no one even noticed her coming.

"Quiet and elegant?" Fu Qianchen was the first to find her, even a little surprised.

He was so a shout, we all looked at her, her expression stiff stiff, or in the face pulled out a smile: "Hello, I'm Feng Jingya."

"Hello, hello." Everyone looked at her and felt embarrassed. They didn't even know whether to call her president's wife or Miss Feng.

In the heart is not happy, Feng Jingya nature also don't want to waste more words, to everyone nodded, went to pay Qianchen side of the vacancy to do next.

"There's someone here." Fu Qianchen reminded her.

Feng Jingya is stiff. In front of so many people, she suddenly feels a little embarrassed. And who is sitting next to Fu Qianchen? Didn't you know she was coming?

"Then my position is..." Feng Jingya looked at Fu Qianchen, smiling, but with a sullen fundus.

"You... There." Fu Qianchen pointed to a position on his left. Although it was not far from Fu Qianchen, there was a male employee in the middle.

Let her sit with those people? Feng Jingya's unhappiness adds another degree, but she still pretends to nod gracefully and goes to sit down. The second she sits down, she subconsciously glances at the position beside Fu Qianchen.

There was a haze blue silk scarf on the seat.

It's impossible for a man to wear a silk scarf, so it's a woman sitting next to Fu Qianchen?

Just thinking about this, her anger suddenly surged to Feng Jingya's head. She held her fist hard to resist questioning, but her sharp nails pierced into her palm, which made her want to curse.

"Qianchen, I just..." a woman suddenly came in from the door. When she talked with Fu Qianchen, she was very intimate. When she saw Feng Jingya, she stopped and asked, "is this Miss Feng Jingya?"

"Yes." Fu Qianchen nodded.

"Well." She nodded, went to pay Qianchen side to sit down, but did not continue just that topic meaning.

Feng Jingya didn't take the initiative to say hello to her. After all, she is Fu Qianchen's girlfriend. She is half the host. If you want to say hello, it's time for others to take the initiative to find her.

The woman takes another look at Feng Jingya, and an imperceptible smile rises from the corner of her mouth. Then she begins to eat seriously.

She didn't take the initiative to say hello to Feng Jingya. Feng Jingya's brow was so wrinkled that it could kill a fly. Chopsticks also poked the food in the bowl.

"This is good, Miss Feng." The person sitting next to Feng Jingya saw that she was not happy and took the initiative to talk to her, but she did not expect that Feng Jingya not only did not answer, but even did not look at him.

All of a sudden, he stretched out the chopsticks are embarrassed Dun there.

A colleague opposite him gave him a look at each other. His eyes were filled with disdain for Feng Jingya. He was stunned and laughed.

Also, he is the future president's wife. How can he deal with such a little-known employee?

However, on the other hand, Feng Jingya thought how great she was. In fact, in their hearts, if it wasn't for Fu Qianchen, they would disdain to look at her.

So sometimes, you look down on others. In fact, you are worthless in other people's hearts.

"Qianchen, the beef is good tonight." The woman suddenly opens her mouth, and she doesn't know if it's intentional. In front of Feng Jingya, she gives Fu Qianchen a piece of beef.

Fu Qianchen nodded and said nothing. Naturally, he ate the beef.

Knowing that Fu Qianchen can't lose face at this time, Feng Jingya slaps his chopsticks on the table.

Her strength is very big, so chopsticks on the table sound is not small, a table of people all stop to look at her.

"Miss Feng, is the food not to your taste tonight?" The first person to speak was not Fu Qianchen, but the woman. Her voice and expression were very similar to the hostess of the dinner party. "But I heard Qianchen say that you recommended this paper barbecue shop to him."

"The food is delicious, of course." Feng Jingya stares at the woman, "but are you a little too much?""I went too far?" The woman couldn't believe that she turned her head and looked at Fu Qianchen. "Qianchen, did I hear you right? Miss Feng said I was too much?"

Feng Jingya thought that Fu Qianchen would definitely stand on her side, but she didn't expect that Fu Qianchen actually frowned at her and said, "Jingya, apologize!"

"What did you say?" Feng Jingya's anger rubbed to her head, and her anger forced her to stand up and point at the woman, "why should I apologize to her! What does she mean to you? Can't you feel it? "

"I to him..." the woman Leng Leng, very quickly to pay Qianchen smile, "Qianchen, your Miss Feng vinegar strength is very big."

"I..." Fu Qianchen looked at Feng Jingya and said helplessly, "Jingya, don't make trouble. Sit down quickly."

"Did you embarrass me by asking me to come to dinner today?" Feng Jingya looks at Fu Qianchen and wants to drop two tears. But her lacrimal gland is not obedient and doesn't feel wet at all.

"I think Miss Feng misunderstood me..." the woman sighed and said, "Miss Feng, I thought you knew me. It's my fault."

Feng Jingya stares at the woman and shows her ridicule. Who does she think she is? Is Feng Jingya worthy of her?

The woman looked at Feng Jingya's smile. Although she had excellent self-cultivation, her smile was gone. She stood up and looked at Fu Qianchen and said, "Qianchen, it seems that it's wrong for me to choose to talk about cooperation with you today. I'll go first."

"Aunt Tan..." Fu Qianchen stood up, his expression was more ugly than just now, and he didn't know how many times.

"If you want to continue to cooperate, show your sincerity. If the future Fu Group has such a hostess, I have to consider whether to continue to cooperate!" The woman then turned and left, even if Fu Qianchen chased to the door, she couldn't keep her.

After a long time, Fu Qianchen turned and looked at Feng Jingya. His face was black and could drip ink.

"Qianchen... She is..." no matter how slow Feng Jingya is, she knows that she is in trouble.

She just saw that the age of the woman was about the same as that of Fu Qianchen, and she was beautiful and had temperament. She was full of big brands. She was worried that Fu Qianchen would be robbed by her, so she forgot to control her temper.

"She's Tan sirao, the female president of belief." The person who was ignored by Feng Jingya just now was gloating.