CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

Feng Xueqing kept her phone in her bag and tidied up her clothes. When she walked to Ai Shiqi's side, she whispered into her ear, "Ai Shiqi, put away your flowery intestines. Even without Little Yu, I will not accept you and Yiran being together. "    

Unsurprisingly, she felt her body stiffen and her hands that were hanging by her side gradually clenched into fists.    

Her chest also rose and fell due to her excitement.    

Feng Xueqing acted as if she did not see it and pulled away the distance between the two as a warm smile once again hung on her face. "Thank you, Miss Ai, for inviting me to dinner today. As a token of thanks, I will treat this meal to you. "    

After that, Feng Xueqing went to the front desk to settle the bill and followed Aa Wei out.    

Only Ai Shiqi, who was holding back her anger, was left behind.    

What Feng Xueqing said to her just now was still ringing in her ears. Even without Han Zhiyu, she would not admit to herself.    

Why?! Why?!    

Compared to Han Zhiyu, she did not lose at all. What right did she have to say that she could not stand by Lu Yiran's side?    

Even if she was Lu Yiran's mother, she could not either!    

Intense resentment filled Ai Shiqi's chest. The nails that were clenched into fists sank deep into her flesh, and she felt a piercing pain.    

A trace of madness slowly appeared in her dark eyes.    

No, she could not admit defeat!    

She wanted everyone to prove that she was the most suitable and the only one suitable for Lu Yiran.    

Anyone who wanted to stop her had to pay the price!    

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On the way back to the villa, Aa Wei sat in the driver's seat. From the rearview mirror, he saw that Feng Xueqing's expression was not good. His lips moved and finally said, "Madam, young mistress's photo. . . "    

"Aa Wei. " Feng Xueqing interrupted him. There was no smile on her face. "You are not allowed to tell anyone about what happened today. "    

Aa Wei was stunned and immediately returned to his expression. He respectfully replied, "I know, Madam. "    

He then retracted his gaze and focused on driving again.    

Feng Xueqing sat in the back seat and rubbed the camera in her hand. There was a complicated look in her eyes.    

She saw Han Zhiyu in the restaurant just now. When she was hugging that man, it was a lie to say that she was not surprised, but more of a sense of loss.    

She thought that during this period of time, her relationship with Han Zhiyu was already as close as mother and daughter. There should not be any secrets between the two of them, but she did not expect Han Zhiyu to still hide it from her.    

"I have that person who is very good to me. "    

For some reason, Feng Xueqing's mind suddenly remembered the words Han Zhiyu said to her when she and Han Zhiyu were in the kitchen that day.    

When Han Zhiyu talked about this man, there was still tenderness in her eyes.    

Presumably, the man she saw today was him.    

Feng Xueqing's heart became heavy again.    

Lu Yiran and Little Yu were both difficult children. Now that the mirror had been broken, she absolutely could not let others ruin it. No matter what, she had to protect the two of them with her life.    

Thinking like this, Feng Xueqing's eyes gradually became firm.    

On the other side, after Han Zhiyu and Hee Yuanze separated, they first went to the local special market to buy some gifts.    

Because she and Lu Yiran were about to return to M City in two days, she wanted to give Wang Ziyue and some friends.    

It always passed very quickly when she went shopping. When she raised her hand to look at the time again, it was almost six o'clock.    

Thinking that Lu Yiran was about to get off work, she asked the driver to send her directly to Lu Yiran's company to pick him up.    

The car stopped at the company's entrance. Han Zhiyu just got off the car when she saw a blonde, blue-eyed woman holding Lu Yiran's arm, walking towards her.    

That woman was wearing a simple and experienced professional attire. Her exquisite makeup made her facial features look even better.    

She stared at Lu Yiran's side profile with a fervent gaze. She said something and the expression on her face was also very urgent.    

Lu Yiran, on the other hand, frowned coldly and wanted to shake off her hand.    

It was the peak hour when they got off work. Their unusual actions attracted everyone's attention.    

Han Zhiyu just looked at them coldly. Then she noticed Lu Yiran's eyes on her. She immediately lit up. She shook off the arm of the woman beside her and walked in front of Han Zhiyu in two or three steps.    

"Why are you here?" There was a trace of surprise in his voice.    

"What, there's a secret that you don't want me to come?" Han Zhiyu narrowed her eyes and looked at the woman who did not want to give up and followed over.    

Before Lu Yiran could explain, the foreign beauty opened her mouth and said, "Peter, what is it?"    

"Sh * t!"    

A trace of impatience inadvertently flashed across Lu Yiran's eyes. He turned around and hugged Han Zhiyu in front of her.    

When the foreign beauty heard this, she immediately revealed a standard American reaction. Her face was full of disbelief.    

This had greatly stimulated Han Zhiyu's self-esteem.    

What did this woman mean?!    

To be honest, Han Zhiyu's figure and appearance were not particularly bad. Was there a need for this woman to be so shocked?    

It seemed like Lu Yiran had planted this flower on her cow dung.    

Then the foreign beauty began to mutter a lot of English, which made Han Zhiyu's heart upset.    

Lu Yiran, who was standing at the side, didn't look too good either. There were several cold flashes in his cold eyes.    

When the woman finished speaking, he replied with a deep voice in English. He ignored the woman's shocked expression and took Han Zhiyu's hand and left.    

When they got into the car, Han Zhiyu's mind was still thinking about the scene just now.    

The woman was stunned at first, then her face turned red and she shouted at them again, but Lu Yiran did not even turn his head.    

"Hey, what did you say just now? That woman was so angry?"    

In the end, it was because of curiosity that Han Zhiyu could not help but ask.    

Lu Yiran replied expressionlessly," I said that she is ugly and ugly. She can't even compare to carrying shoes for you. "    

Han Zhiyu was stunned. She thought that if a beautiful woman was slandered like this, no one would be able to bear it.    

"She's ruthless enough. I see that the front and back of a parent are protruding. She's quite beautiful. "    

"Haha. " Lu Yiran's hand, which was on the steering wheel, clapped twice. He laughed and said, "If you heard her evaluation of you, I'm afraid you wouldn't think that way. "    

This sentence made Han Zhiyu alert. Although she had predicted that the woman would not say anything good, she did not think that she was talking about herself.    

"What did she say about me?" Han Zhiyu frowned unhappily.    

"Are you sure you want to hear it?" Lu Yiran raised his eyebrows and asked.    

Han Zhiyu nodded stubbornly. Lu Yiran could only say, "She said that your posture was ordinary. Your figure was like a primary school student's, flat and flat, without any feminine taste. You must have used some unconventional means to bewitch me. "    

Han Zhiyu listened to every word, and her eyes widened in shock.    

Asian women and European women had different figures. Moreover, she admitted that her figure was not as good as that woman's, but no matter what, her figure was not as good as that woman's. No matter what, she was still a C.    

Why should she be slandered as a primary school student's figure? It was flat and had no feminine appeal.    

Did she have to develop into a bossy person like her to be called feminine?