Chapter 1810

This time, Xia Ling seems to be scared and can't help but step back.

The practice of Fengfeng attracted the attention of people around, but it was blocked by the director.

"What's the matter with you? It's your fault this time, OK?" Xia Ling says aloud, still is, stubborn grievance.

Feng Feng clenched his hands and looked at her as if he had seen the woman who contradicted him like that before.

The same temper, the same voice, even the same face.

"She's my wife." Feng Feng said and turned around to prepare for the next play.

Xia Ling was stunned. Looking at Feng Feng, she turned around and said with apology, "I'm sorry. Who knows your wife is dressed like an assistant. Aren't you the movie king? Why are you reluctant to buy some good clothes for your wife? "

Feng Feng looked back at the woman who seemed to be mumbling, "you can go now, don't continue to challenge my limit."

"But your wife didn't say she hated me. Feng Feng, it's wrong for you to do so." Xia Ling followed again.

"I'll let you go." Feng Feng suddenly turned back and fell the cup he had just received.

The sound of the broken cup fell into an awkward silence in the entire lounge.

Xia Ling screamed and stepped back, but she was still broken by the glass to her ankle, which was very painful.

Feng Feng breathed a few minutes. I don't know whether this cup is for Xia Ling or for myself.

Xia Ling bent slightly and her eyes turned red.

"What? It's not me who did wrong? " Xia Ling said, hand rubbing his ankle, voice aggrieved, let people move.

Many years ago, there was always a girl who was so wronged to talk to herself after doing something wrong. Feng Feng moved a little, but in the next second she strongly prevented herself from moving forward.

"Director, why are irrelevant people here?" Feng Feng turns around and questions the director angrily.

The director slightly a meal, after returning to God, quickly let people put Xia Ling out.

Feng Feng's bad temper is well known in the circle, but it's the first time that he gets angry.

"Don't rush, I'll go myself." Xia Ling gets up and limps away from the location shooting.

Feng Feng's body continues to be tight. Zhao wanwan, who is not far away, looks at it. After everyone is ready, he goes to Feng Feng and reaches out his hand to hand him the tissue.

Everyone saw that he had dropped the cup, but Zhao wanwan could see clearly that he had crushed it.

Feng Feng raised his head without any waves.

"I thought you would follow Miss Joe away." Zhao wanwan suddenly opened her mouth. Looking at Feng Feng at the moment, she realized that this man is a normal person, and it doesn't seem so terrible.

Feng Feng reached out to take the paper towel and pressed the wound in the palm of his hand

Zhao wanwan watched Feng Feng leave, and looked at the direction that Qiao Ya Ruan had just left. This king like man, apart from struggling, had grievances.

Qiao Ya Ruan put himself here to face the things he didn't want to face.

Therefore, he was wronged not to leave.

Qiao Ya Ruan came to the car with her baby in her arms. She gasped violently, as if she could not believe what she had just seen?

Angelo, she's alive. She's back?

But how could it be?

"Mrs. Feng." Clear and crisp voice suddenly rings out, let Qiao Ya Ruan this nervous body, thoroughly tight up.

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