The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"Can I go?" Tian Wenbai asked, "do you want me to see you off?"

Fu Jing shook her head, saying that she could walk. As a result, she slapped herself in the face as soon as she took two steps.

The body was uncontrollably lying ahead, and there was unexpected pain, but I smelled a nice smell of perfume.

Faint smell of men's perfume.

And, the man explained the arms and generous embrace.

"Sorry." Fu Jing hurried to apologize, and then tried to get out of the man's arms, but he said, "don't move, be careful and fall down again."

"Oh, who is this? Isn't this our big class flower?" Just at this time, I heard a woman behind me with a sharp voice.

Tian Wenbai felt Fu Jing's body stiff in her arms.

"Is this your object?" The woman continued, "but in public, you should also pay attention. What's the style of hugging?"

"Shut up!" Fu Jing said disgustedly and coldly.

Naturally, she knew this woman. In those days, her deskmate Jia Huifang, who she once thought was a good friend and best friend, was also su Rumei's lackey.

Jiahuifang told Su Rumei about many things in those years, including her privacy.

It is precisely because of these that she and Meng Songling go further and further.

Looking at Jia Huifang's bloated face, triangular figure, and the expression with calculations and gossip written all over her face, Fu Jing's disgust is even stronger.

Why did she believe that she was a simple girl?

"Isn't it?" Jia Huifang deliberately covered her mouth in surprise, "Fu Jing, our classmates have been for so many years, why haven't you changed your old habit?"

Fu Jing, "..."

old fault?

At such an old age, this Jia Huifang has not changed at all, and her mouth is still as vicious as before.

"Oh? I don't know what I used to have?" Fu Jing smiled coldly, "and if you forget what you said at the beginning, I don't mind reminding you again."

"Since then, I have no schoolmate friendship with you Jia Huifang. You take your Yangguan road and I cross my single wooden bridge. Our well water doesn't invade the river. Our relationship is worse than that of strangers."

Fu Jing said faintly, "so don't get close to me."

Holding Tian Wenbai's hand, he took two steps forward and said contemptuously, "although so many years have passed, I still feel sick to see you again and your old face."

"You!" Jia Huifang was so undisguised by her dislike, plus the people who came and went in the hall stopped to look at them, next to a handsome and charming middle-aged man.

Her old face with many wrinkles won't hang up.

Compared with her flushed face, her face is a little ferocious, and Fu Jing opposite her is more like an elegant and noble Queen, standing there in contempt and looking at her like a clown.

Tian Wenbai, who is next to the queen, is more like an elegant and loyal knight, always ready to defend his queen.

How can Fu Jing be so lucky?

Mingming has been dumped by Meng Songling for so many years. Mingming is an old girl who can't be any older when she is single, but she can still meet such a remarkable man.

Even if Meng Songling stood beside him, he would be lined like dust.

"This gentleman, do you know her past? Don't be fooled by her fox face. She is a third party who destroys others' marriage life, shameless..."

A 'snap'.

The whole hall suddenly quieted down.