Madam Ning blew herself up again

Chapter 115 115. There is no place for you here
She got out of the way, but there were still people blocking the way.

In the next second, Feng Xiaoxiao's gaze shifted to Jia Wenjue.

At this moment, Jia Wenjue had a feeling of being watched by the god of death, as if as long as he didn't give way, the god of death would take him away immediately, and he immediately moved out of the way.

Feng Xiaoxiao was satisfied, and walked in with graceful steps.

The last time she came to Nanzhu, she was no stranger to Nanzhu, she knew which box she was in, and it just so happened that the box for this class reunion was the same box that Ning Yihan brought her to last time.

Pushing open the door of the box and going in directly, there were already several classmates sitting inside, some male and some female, she looked around and found no sign of Wang Zhan, which made her a little puzzled.

When the students in the box saw Feng Xiaoxiao, they couldn't help but start to size up.

They hadn't seen her for several years, and they found that Feng Xiaoxiao was becoming more and more charming, especially tonight in a long black dress, which looked very much like a night elf, and carried a mysterious and unpredictable danger.

After looking at it for a while, they couldn't tell what brand the long skirt on Feng Xiaoxiao was wearing, and they subconsciously thought it was a street stall. At that moment, their eyes changed slightly.

Zhuo Yingjing taunted: "Hey, isn't this the class flower that Mr. Fei has never been able to catch up with before? Back then, Ban Hua threatened to be the richest person in the class. Why is she wearing street clothes now? This is Ben. The richest man in the class?"

Mr. Fei Fei Zihao put his hands together, resting his elbows on the table, and then rested his chin on the back of his hands, his eyes wandering with a smile: "Feng Xiaoxiao, I'm ashamed to come to the class reunion wearing a cheap , I just want to ask, who invited you here?"

"Wang Zhan, what's the matter? Do you feel that I'm wearing a street stall, which embarrasses you? Or do you not welcome me at all? If you are not satisfied with anything, go to Wang Zhan. Since I'm here, I have to eat this meal no matter what. Only then leave."

Feng Xiaoxiao finally understood, it's just that they haven't seen each other for two years, the students have really changed a lot, all of them have learned to be rich and look down on others, regardless of gender.

If you look down on people, you can look down on them, but they are still blind, and they can't even see the custom-made skirts.

"It's really thick-skinned. I'm obviously not at the same level as us, so I feel ashamed to eat and drink here." Fan Siya rolled her eyes and looked at Feng Xiaoxiao from the corner of her eye.

Feng Xiaoxiao ignored it, and now she wanted to find a chair to sit down. After scanning around, she found two empty seats beside Cheng Xin, so she walked over and pulled out a chair.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Xin put the LV bag in her hand on the chair directly, and said contemptuously: "I said you don't go to the table because you are a street vendor, and besides, these two seats are reserved for For Xiao Ran and her husband, there is no place for you here."

Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes flickered a few times, and she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything.

Yu Yue couldn't stand it anymore, so she waved her hand at Feng Xiaoxiao, and pointed to the empty seat on the left: "Xiao Xiao, come and sit by my side."

"Okay." Feng Xiaoxiao walked over.

As soon as he got there, Fei Zihao, who was sitting on the right side, raised his leg directly onto the chair, and propped his head with one hand, and cast a playful gaze on Feng Xiaoxiao: "Oh, I'm so sorry Ah, this position belongs to Mr. Wang, and he asked me to reserve a position for him."

(End of this chapter)