Chapter 909: The Story of Ling and Heng (172)
Chapter 909: The Story of Ling and Heng (172)
She might be an ignorant person, but she did no give her face!
Feng Mingzhu clenched her bag in anger. What was more annoying to her was that Li Nanheng ignored her and even his men were so rude to her!
Were the people from XI Base all so rude?
Feng Ling just ignored her. After leaving the mall, she put the 20-pound seasoning into the trunk, closed it, closed the trunk, and turned to get on the car.
The moment she opened the car door; however, she felt someone behind her. Feng Ling paused and turned around deadpan, only to see Feng Mingzhu coming out of the mall and staring at her.
Feng Mingzhu put her hand on the car door. Feng Ling looked at her hand and said impatiently, "What's up?"
Feng Mingzhu smiled. "How dare you just ignore me? Don't you know I am Li Nanheng's fiancée?"
Feng Ling looked at her silently, but her eyes were telling Feng Mingzhu that she was very impatient now.
In this embarrassing atmosphere, Feng Mingzhu looked at her for a while and asked, "What's your name?"
"Feng Ling." Feng Ling said; she had nothing to hide. She went on: "Miss Feng, if you feel wronged, you can just tell Boss my name. But Boss Li never mentioned your name or told me to take care of you if I met you outside. I'm just following the orders of the base, so please don't hassle me."
Seeing Feng Ling gave her no face at all, Feng Ming coldly smiled and changed the topic. "Your surname is also Feng?"
"Yes, unfortunately, my surname is also Feng."
Feng Mingzhu's smile grew colder. "There are few Chinese people with this surname in Los Angeles. What a coincidence. Maybe our ancestors were from the same family hundreds of years ago. Do me a favor. Take me to the base, okay?"
"Take your hand away." Feng Ling no longer looked at her and opened the door forcibly. When Feng Mingzhu was going to jump into the car, she felt more impatient.
"The Feng family is also on good terms with the US military. We are partners. Nothing will happen if you take me into the base. And don't forget I'm your boss's fiancée..."
Before she finished, the car door was suddenly pulled hard. Feng Mingzhu's wrist was almost broken because of this force. She turned pale in pain and looked incredulously at Feng Ling, who pulled the door open and got onto the driver's seat.
"You!"
Feng Ling didn't look at her, buckled her seat belt, closed the door, and turned down the window, and started the engine.
Seeing this bastard named Feng Ling reject her without hesitation, Feng Mingzhu glared at her through the window, but fearing to be hit by the car, she could only take a step back. She stumbled and almost fell because the high heels were too high.
The smell of car exhaust poured into her nose. She coughed and stared at the car in disbelief that just drove away. In anger, she slammed her bag onto the ground.
When she turned out of the intersection near the mall, she still didn't look at Feng Mingzhu, who was left behind.
K once said that some women were particularly affected and pretentious, and this Miss Feng was just this kind of woman. Sure enough, women were troublesome.
She hadn't met many women since she was small, and the number of the woman she knew was less than ten.
But the strangest women she had known were Qin Shuke and this Miss Feng. The former was childish and naive, and the latter was arrogant and capricious. She wanted to slap her just now.
If she would have to live like this every day after she became a woman, she might as well cut the two balls in front of her chest.
Feng Ling stepped on the accelerator and drove the car out of Feng Mingzhu's sight.
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At night, the Feng family.
Feng Mingzhu went back home a bit drunk after attending the ladies' party. When she entered the door, she saw two white bunny lanterns hanging on the door. These would be hung there on the same day every year.
As soon as she saw the white bunny lanterns, she was angry. Ignoring the butler who came out to greet her, she walked quickly into the door.
Sure enough, when she pushed the door in, she saw that Qin Qiu, who usually stayed at her room, was kneeling and worshipping the bodhisattva in the hall.
"Mom, it's been so many years! Why are you still doing this?!" Feng Mingzhu threw her bag to the table, which made a loud noise. "It has been almost twenty years! Can't you just forget her?! My sister has only lived in this world for a year. Do you have to make me live in the shadow because of her? Why do you have to make everyone know that I have a dead sister? I don't even know what she looked like! I don't even think she ever existed! But you just keep reminding everyone that she..."
"Mingzhu!" Grandpa Feng and Grandma Feng heard her voice as soon as they went downstairs. "Do you know what day it is today? How can you get drunk outside and yell at your mother?"
"I can't stand it anymore! I was happy outside, but as soon as I came home, I had to see the white lanterns. She has been dead for almost 20 years. Why do you hang these white lanterns at the door on this day every year? They are creepy!"
"What are you talking about?! When your sister was born, every time she cried, we would use this bunny lantern to coax her, and every time she saw it, she would laugh. The lanterns are not creepy! She is your sister, but you only complained about her all these years!" Grandpa Feng frowned.
Qin Qiu had long been accustomed to having such troubles from her elder daughter every year. She knelt silently in front of the Bodhisattva with her eyes closed, clenching the Buddha beads in his hands.