Underdog Versus Boss

She actually said that she was not feminine, which made her angry.

After Xie Qianning closed the door, her heart became more and more sullen, and Wen Shaohua's evaluation of her before made her feel very uncomfortable.

Is she really that bad?

I stood in front of the mirror, stared at myself in a daze, looked at it, and couldn't help but shed tears.

For ten years, she has put her mind on Wen Shaohua, never dressing herself up, always showing herself without makeup. She hasn't bought a few clothes for herself throughout the year.

However, Mingshan is different. She buys a lot of beautiful clothes and shoes every month, often goes to beauty and hairdressing, and dresses herself beautifully every day.

Compared to before, she is really inferior.

"Woo-" Xie Qianning thought about it, suddenly burst into tears, then rushed to the bed, beat the pillow desperately, crying hard.

Anyway, there was no one here, so she indulged once and cried.

After crying, everything is fine.

"Woo-"

However, she didn't know that someone had walked into her room quietly.

Feng Qize walked in and saw the person on the bed crying sadly, and his heart cried.

Her sadness affects his heartstrings and makes him sad.

Why is she sad, is that Wen Shaohua?

Thinking that Xie Qianning was sad for other men, Feng Qize felt very uncomfortable, wishing that the man named Wen Shaohua disappeared from the world immediately.

He wanted to break into her heart and squeeze the man out.

Feng Qize made a decision, then picked up the paper towel on the side and handed it over.

Xie Qianning didn't think much about it. As soon as he saw the tissue, he took it to wipe his tears, and did not forget to thank him: "Thank you—"

Just after thanking me, I suddenly felt that something was wrong, got up suddenly, saw the man in front of me, and exclaimed in surprise: "Ah--"

This loud shout shook Feng Qize's eardrums almost cracking, so she had to call her: "Stop—"

"You big pervert, how did you get in?"

She remembered that she had locked the door. Could it be that he would pick the lock?

"You didn't lock the door." He lied calmly without telling her that he had the key to her house.

"I didn't lock the door?" She asked in a puzzled way, thinking hard, and the more she thought about it, the more confused she became. She was sure she had locked the door, but this would become uncertain.

Regardless of whether she locked the door or not, the neurosis must be driven away first: "You give me out, go out."

"Is it worth it to cry like this for a man who doesn't want you?" He didn't leave, standing still, asking seriously.

He didn't want her to be sad for other men.

He also didn't want to see her sad.

"Mr. Neuropathy, I remember clearly that you once said something like this: Your business has nothing to do with me. Since my business has nothing to do with you, what are you going to do with me like this? Get out." The disdainful retort, thinking of his iceberg-like words before, felt ridiculous.

Pretend to be cool for a while, and for a while, do you want to pretend to be Big Bad Wolf?

"Woman, you remembered it clearly for me. From now on, everything about you is related to me. Don’t go to work tomorrow. Your knee has been injured many times. You have to go to the hospital for an examination. I will Come to pick you up, good night." Feng Qize's attitude suddenly became indifferent, as if giving an order, he turned around and left.

She and Wen Shaohua had a relationship for ten years. If she wants to completely forget about this man, she must use some extraordinary means.

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