The black prince on the bar: the hidden secret of the phoenix birthmark

"Feng Qining, why do you like to meddle so much? You are everywhere."

"Yeah, I'm just a meddler, what's the matter? Don't you like it? If you don't like it, you can go away"

Feng Qining really felt that Zong Zhengjia had changed a lot, becoming more annoying than before, even disgusting.look
"Qining, get out of the way, let him beat me to death, and he will believe me"

"Why are you so stupid? You traded your life for a believer. You are stupid. You are dead. What about your father? Do you kill him and let the white-haired man give the black-haired man?"[

When mentioning the Minister of Rites, Zhang Fang's face was moved. Seeing that she had calmed down, Feng Qining turned to look at Zong Zhengjia again.

"King Jia, you are the brother of the emperor's brother, a majestic prince, but you are played in the palm of a woman, don't you think it is very embarrassing?"

"Feng Qining, do you think every woman is you? Eating what's in the bowl, looking at what's in the pot, do you think every woman is like you, trampling on others' sincerity?"

Zong Zhengjia's words were aggressive, the sunlight penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the person's body, while the other side of the face was hidden in the darkness, making him a bit aggressive and sharp.

"Shut up, why do you accuse Ning'er?"

Yi Chu stood in front of Feng Qining, he never knew that his affection would bring her such troubles.

"Brother Yi, let's not talk nonsense with him, Zong Zhengjia, I just want to give you a word, you treat a woman who loves you so much, you will regret it sooner or later, and, don't you believe it? Then I will Let someone send the evidence to your house, well, you are not welcome here, get out of here."

Feng Qining took Zhang Fang's hand, leaving Zong Zhengjia with a beautiful back view.

"Don't be sad, such a scumbag, what a pity, I will help you find a better one, don't worry."

Feng Qining made an oath to Zhang Fang, and Zhang Fang sat on the chair dumbly.

Seeing her like this, Feng Qining sat beside her, not knowing how to comfort her.

"If you want to cry, just cry, don't hold it in your heart, it may be much better to cry out"

Feng Qining told Zhang Fang what Murong Li said to comfort her before, she really didn't know how to comfort others, she felt that she couldn't even say a good word, she would only hurt others.

"You said, am I that unbearable? I have loved him for five years, five years of love, and he still doesn't understand what kind of person I am?"