Fu Zhiran just feels funny, but they are right. She can't close her legs when she meets LAN Jingyan these times.

It still hurts.

"Blue face?"

Fu Zhiran is thinking whether or not to take advantage of those women into the bathroom and then turn around, so as not to run into the embarrassment, but those women have found her.

Anyway, it's not her who speaks ill of others. She's a victim. It's nothing to be embarrassed about.

Think, she turns around, a pair of slightly drunk eyes, looking at those women, canthus slightly curved, hook lips.

"Well?"

It's almost a doubt from the nose. It's a lazy evil spirit.

"You're with the boss, aren't you?"

Several women came to Fu Zhiran and looked at her with scornful eyes. There was a sneer on her lips, but her tone was sour.

Fu Zhiran said with a smile: "just finished the discussion, is preparing for the next round."

A flaunting tone.

Those women listen to, envy hate, tone more sour, "people grow beautiful is a lot of benefits, what good things can spread."

Fu Zhiran pretended not to recognize that they were mocking her. She raised her chin slightly and confidently said, "I am also very grateful to my parents for giving me this good leather bag, so that I can take a shortcut wherever I go."

I thought, the more jealous you are, the more I want to show off.

"I heard that the president of Tianling group has a wife, and he loves his wife very much."

Several women don't like Fu Zhiran's appearance, so they pull the topic to LAN Jingyan and prepare to attack her.

Fu Zhiran nodded placidly, "well, it's no secret. He really loves his wife. He ignited his wife at the age of 13 and lost three classmates' cars. He was punished by his father for three months. He had been in prison and served as a soldier for his wife at the age of 18. His first kiss is his wife's, his first night is his wife's, and his first marriage is still his wife's."

The later she spoke, the more proud her tone became. Even she was a little envious of herself.

LAN Jingyan is so kind to her. She is Fu Zhiran.

Smell speech, immediately someone cold sneer way: "it seems that you are really interested in others, understand so thoroughly."

Their envy, jealousy and dislike of Fu Zhiran almost did not cover up.

Fu Zhiran didn't care at all, and her tone was still not urgent, "so a man with money, power and beauty, how dare you say you are not interested?"

Those women sneer, "ha ha, I really can't see you are such a person, so chiguoguo's love for a married man."

Fu Zhiran said: "if you want to love, you have to love boldly, hide and tuck. That's what scheming bitches do."

Indirectly, they are scheming bitches.

"Well, we're not interested in married men."

"You can't compete with blueberries on that alone."

"Let's go."

Several women look down on Fu Zhiran, a disdain to talk to her appearance, have entered the bathroom.

Fu Zhiran was leaning on the washing table, holding her chest in her hands, looking at the back of those women. The more she thought about it, the more funny she felt.

What kind of brain damage are they?

All of a sudden, the mobile phone in the small handbag rings, interrupting her thoughts. She takes her eyes back and takes out the mobile phone from the bag. The caller ID is Wang Qiong.

She answered, put it in her ear, "what's the matter?"

Go outside the bathroom as you talk.

"Fu Zhiran, what are you doing?"