C45

Name:The poisonous CEO Author:
Where are you going?

In Fu Huayong's heart, no woman could escape his charm. He placed one hand in his bag and leaned forward slightly as Gu Long's latest perfume attacked him: "Beautiful girl, if you have a style you like, I can give it to you as our greeting gift."

It couldn't be denied that Fu Huayong was born with the skin of a noble, which could captivate a person's soul.

Fu Huayong's eyes turned, and he instantly froze.

"Why are you here?"

their colleagues asked in unison.

Fu Huayong frowned and rolled his eyes.

Was this woman her friend? Fu Huayong thought until his eyebrows creased deeper.

Before he could respond, he heard someone call out from behind him, "Darling, why have you come here?" After Feng Yu paid the money, she saw that Fu Huayong was not panicking at all. Looking around, she realised that he was trying to start a conversation with a beautiful woman, and unfortunately, He Jia's conditions made her feel ashamed.

"Darling, why aren't you telling me? I'm dying of anxiety." Feng Yu rushed forward and hugged Fu Huayong's arm, looking extremely intimate. The reason she did this was to let those blind women know that this man was hers.

How could Fu Huayong not understand this woman's intentions?

However, it did not seem to work in front of the main palace.

"Hey, we meet again."

Ning Jin really didn't know how she could have such fate with this adulterous couple.

Feng Yu froze.

"Why, why is it you?"

she wanted to ask.

When He Jia saw Feng Yu hugging Fu Huayong's hands, the anger in his heart was immediate. Damn it, she actually dared to snatch away her best friend's man, is she courting death?

Although she did not attend Ning Jin's wedding ceremony, she was shocked when she saw the wedding photo that Ning Jin had sent her.

"Can't you see the main palace is here? "Let go your f * cking hands."

As he started to speak, He Jia's foul language never stopped.

Feng Yu's expression changed, "Who are you? Why did you scold me so quickly? " Then, he turned to Fu Huayong with a wronged expression and said: "Dearest, look, this woman is scolding me."

"Heh, your little three wings are too tough. You dare to look cheap in front of me?" He Jia looked at Feng Yu's prurient face and directly charged forward to slap her with his palm.

Ning Jin's heart surged as he watched.

Damn, this was her best friend.

"You, you actually dared to hit me?" Feng Yu's face was half gone, her eyes were red and filled with disbelief, but Fu Huayong acted as if he did not see it, and turned to the side.

Fu Huayong really liked it when the two women fought for him.

He Jia scoffed at him, "It's considered light if I hit you, I didn't take off all your clothes and wander the streets to show you that you're secretly happy."

Fu Huayong obviously did not want to help, but there were more people around, and discussions were flying around.

"Hey, isn't that Feng Yu? The star on the TV, right? "

"That's right, that's right. She found out that she was trying to seduce a man. Now she's flaming him."

"What?" "If it's that explosive, then the future of a celebrity would definitely be ruined. No, I have to take pictures right away, maybe I can make use of this opportunity to make a name for myself."

Then there was the sound of a photo taken.

Although she did not like Fu Huayong, but Ning Jin was also not willing to give her a green hat.

Feng Yu's face was pale, and her body was on the verge of collapse. If this matter became serious, she would truly have no future.

"Hua Yong, help me quickly." Immediately, she placed her hope on Fu Huayong.

Fu Huayong didn't even have time to reply before he stepped forward again and firmly grabbed onto Feng Yu's hair: "You're still a bitch in front of me, you really want to die, don't you?" Staring at him, he exerted his might without getting angry.

Originally, she couldn't stand Feng Yu's seductive appearance, but she still went straight for the gun. If it wasn't seeking death, then what was it?

"Ah, it hurts. Let me go." Feng Yu covered her scalp with all her might, attempting to struggle free from He Jia's grasp.

Although Ning Jin hated Feng Yu, he had to leave a trace behind no matter what he did. He did not do it for the sake of meeting his in the future, but to leave his with some dignity.

Unknowingly, Fu Huayong had walked to his side. "Your helper is very powerful."

Her voice was hoarse and seductive, but there was a hint of disgust mixed in. When had she ever offended him?

"What do you mean?"

Fu Huayong did not say anything, and only looked at her meaningfully.

Ning Jin was not a fool.

In an instant, she understood. "You think I brought my friend here just for revenge?"

Fu Huayong was noncommittal, he turned to look at the farce: "Let your friend go."

At this moment, Feng Yu had been pushed to the ground, and He Jia was the victor.

Ning Jin did not like being wronged, but he was still scum. Thinking about how he would need help in the future, he endured his anger.

After hesitating for a moment, she stepped forward and pulled away from He Jia: "Forget it, it's enough as long as you teach me a lesson."

With her hair loosened, Feng Yu immediately ran behind Fu Huayong with a face full of lingering fear.

"There are more people now. Let's go."

He Jia said with an expression of disappointment, "What are you doing? This woman is trying to seduce your man, how can you bear with this? "

"Don't you know what my relationship with him is?" Then, he added: "I don't want it to be filled with news of us and Little San's fight on the internet the next day."

He Jia could not bear Ning Jin's insistence and walked out of the jewelry store with a displeased expression.

After they left, Feng Yu pulled Fu Huayong and wailed, "Dearest, they treated me like this, but why didn't you help me?"

Fu Huayong stretched out his hand to caress Feng Yu's messy hair with a face full of gentleness: "Because what they said was right, you are just a mistress."

Her gentle face trembled as she looked at Feng Yu.

Then, he turned his head to look at the back of Ning Jin and added, "Tomorrow, there will not be any news related to today either."

In the carriage, He Jia looked angry.

Ning Jin: "I'm already used to it, if I followed you like this, I would already be dead tired."

He Jia poked her forehead towards Ning Jin: "You really deserve to be ridden on Little San's head."

Ning Jin held his head and cried out for pain on purpose, but a warm feeling flashed past his heart, and she knew that it was for her own good.

"Alright, let's stop talking. I'll bring you to whatever you want to eat."

He Jia sighed, since the person in question did not mind, then she had nothing to say.

After sending He Jia home, it was already night time. Ning Jin drove back to the Fu Family's residence, and when she got home, everyone was sitting around the dining table eating lunch.

Ning Jin became everyone's target.

"Where did you go?"

Old Lady Fu took the tea cup from the servant and rinsed his mouth, then gracefully wiped his lips.

Ning Jin stood at the opposite side of the table, looking at the old lady who had a dignified air, he suddenly felt like he was a prisoner being interrogated.