Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 181 Do You Want Face, Or Do You Want To Lose Face?

Because Jiang Luyun's dress obviously looks more 'expensive'.

It is said that Xingyao bought this dress, and Xingyao's big boss is Fu Jingxing, so he is naturally the one who knows about it.

Seeing that the discussion is getting louder and louder, and the situation has shifted in an unpredictable direction, it seems that it cannot be calmed down easily.

Everyone's eyes gradually focused on the face of Fu Jingxing who remained calm.

A lady who was well-known in Wancheng and was known for watching the excitement without taking too much trouble stood up with a smile, her eyes flicked back and forth on the two beauties: "Master Fu, why don't you tell us that this Which of the two dresses is real?"

Nie Yanrong gritted her teeth. She stared at Jiang Luyun who suddenly appeared with some hatred. This bitch chose the same skirt on purpose, and came late on purpose, so that everyone's eyes would be focused on her. What is it, do you want to slap her in the face in public?

But her skirt was given by Fu Jingxing himself, so how could there be fakes in the things Fu Jingxing bought.

Thinking of this, Nie Yanrong couldn't help straightening her back even more, and looked at Jiang Luyun with a mocking smile.

Her blatantly provocative and sarcastic appearance made Jiang Luyun laugh back angrily.

She also took a step forward, looked around the crowd, followed the lady's words with a smile and asked: "Yes, I also want to know, this dress, the master only left one during his lifetime, and it is an out-of-print orphan in the world , There are countless imitations on the market, and this one of mine was airlifted back from the master's studio by special plane, but I don't know, where did you buy Miss Nie's?"

The lady made a surprised expression when she heard the words, touched her chest and exclaimed: "Oh, I know, this dress is so expensive that even if you have money, you can't buy it. Miss Jiang's dress seems to be quite exquisite. But with an identity like Second Miss Nie, it's impossible to wear a fake?"

The wife looked at Nie Yanrong with a smile, her eyes were full of light.

If Nie Yanrong married Fu Jing, she would naturally not tease her in public like this, but she is not a member of the Fu family now, she is not afraid, Wancheng has been quiet for so long, and it needs a lively scene to watch.

What's more, her most beloved niece Du Xiangjun didn't know how many tears she wiped at home, all because of that Miss Nie San, she was born with a big mouth, and no one was afraid. Tonight, she was able to beat Nie Yanrong It can be regarded as venting her anger on her precious niece...

Nie Yanrong heard the meaning of the words, but she was not annoyed, instead, her smile became wider. She took a step forward, and was about to answer immediately, when Fu Jingxing suddenly turned her face slightly, which was barely audible in her ears He said in a low voice: "Nie Yanrong, do you want face today, or do you want to lose face?"

As if struck by lightning, Nie Yanrong's whole body suddenly became stiff and cold, but the smug smile on her face was still precarious and refused to collapse...

"That day, how did you know that Nie Zhangzhu and I were in Hangzhou? How did you know where we celebrated that day? Did you arrange the car accident yourself or was it really an accident? Also, the pregnancy test report in Li Qian's hand, Where did it come from?"

He took a step closer to her, the clear breath between his lips and teeth was in her ears, his palm was still around her waist, they were so intimate and enviable.

But only Nie Yanrong knew, with a smile on his thin lips, every word he uttered was so heartbreaking.

She blinked, she couldn't keep the tears from falling.

Jiang Luyun has trampled her under her feet countless times. This time, all the high-ranking people in Wancheng are here and watching them. Even if she gritted her teeth, even if she wanted to lose face, she couldn't lose face.

She wants a word from Fu Jingxing, wants him to stand by her side in front of the whole world, wants him to step on Jiang Luyun's face hard!

Jiang Luyun raised her face slightly, her smile was extremely beautiful, Nie Yanrong thought of the card in her wallet, thought of her pride every time she confronted and pushed her head, and thought of the fact that outsiders When looking at her, eyes full of speculation and irony...

She clenched her palms tightly, the corners of her mouth were still raised slightly, but her heart was frozen into ice bit by bit.

It turned out that he did all this for Nie Zhangzhu.

People are gone, but they don't stop, and their ghosts linger, that's how to describe a woman like her.

Nie Yanrong turned her face slightly and opened her mouth.

"The news about you in Hangzhou was told by someone in a text message. If I'm not mistaken, that person knows about Xingyao's affairs very well, and about the car accident... I don't know about it! The pregnancy test in Li Qian's hand I gave him the report card just to get revenge on her for being with you, and I lost my uterus in a car accident and can no longer have children..."

With a smile on her face, holding back her tears, she spoke softly word by word. In the eyes of everyone, their unscrupulous and intimate conversation was so affectionate. Even Jiang Luyun, who knew the inside story, found it dazzling and almost suspicious. Could it be that Fu Jingxing has become obsessed with ghosts and really has feelings for this woman...

After Nie Yanrong finished speaking, Fu Jingxing's gaze focused on Jiang Luyun's face little by little. He fixedly looked at her, and gradually, the temperature in his eyes cooled down, as if she was just an insignificant stranger. , not even a stranger.

The light in Jiang Luyun's eyes dimmed little by little, and the smile on his face could no longer be held back.

Fu Jingxing had already let go of Nie Yanrong's waist, and he walked a few steps forward slowly, with a faint smile on his face, but indifferent and alienated, just like that, he landed on Jiang Luyun's face condescendingly.

"Miss Jiang is my Xingyao's artiste, the well-deserved first sister of Xingyao, the skirts on her body are naturally high-quality goods, exquisite..."

As soon as his words came out, everyone on the field couldn't help whispering, Jiang Luyun couldn't help but relax a little, and was about to show him a sweet smile, but Fu Jingxing raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

His gloomy black pupils swept across the faces of all the people present, and he had a playful but self-deprecating smile, clearly covering his eyes, look around him, who are there.

What kind of people are these other people!

(End of this chapter)