Midnight Cinderella

After New Year's Day, Feng Ping seems to have completely lost patience with Wang Zhen, as if the previous suppression of him was only a small fight, now is the real thing.

Wang Zhen was very annoyed. He had no power to fight back before the plane, and Wei’s side had not moved, leaving him in isolation. He called Weissa and asked her what the Wei family was going to do. Weisha was just as perfunctory as usual. He vented an anger in the office and took a coat and went home.

Feng Ya today, Wang Zhen in the company, deliberately came back to clean up her things, did not expect things to be finished, Wang Zhen came back. Both of them stunned and didn't seem to expect to meet each other here.

Wang Zhen quickly changed his face and looked at Fengya impatiently: "How are you here?"

Feng Ya was laughed at: "You have asked this question very well, don't forget that this house was bought by me."

Wang Zhen put the coat on the sofa and ordered a cigarette: "You don't forget the name of the two of us on the real estate license."

Feng Ya laughed again, this time laughing at himself. She was really blinded by lard.

"I will come back sooner or later in this house. I am moving out now, just don't want to stay in a space with you, disgusting."

"Oh, I am disgusting? You can't seal your family!" He stared at Fengya, and the anger in his eyes did not hide. "You want to take away everything, don't dream!"

"I don't think you are dreaming." Feng Ya looked at Wang Zhen's current appearance. It was already two people with her in memory. "Wang Zhen, do you really think that Wei is helping you?" They just know that you like Weisha, take her to hang you, let you help them do things. So you are the boss of the company, even this eyesight is not? If it is not because you are my husband, you think they will watch What do you look at?"

"Enough, I know that you have always looked down on me! The people who seal you can't look down on me, especially the confession!" He didn't know that Feng Jing, after seeing him, began to say his bad words in front of Feng Ya. I want to stop them from getting married. Oh, why is he?

"It's you doing something you can't look down on!" Feng Ya took a deep breath and calmed his emotions. "I don't want to waste time with you. What do you say in court?"

Wang Zhen watched as she dragged the box out and smothered the smoke on the table.

He went to the bathroom and rushed his face with cold water. He came out and picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Weisha: "Sasha, are you free to eat at night?"

Weisha: No, my friend said that today, Feng Guan is going to record, we are going to see it.

What is the good look of Feng Jing recording?

Wang Zhen’s anger that has just been extinguished has a tendency to look up. He thought about it and called Weisha over. It stands to reason that Weisha was playing the phone at this moment, but the phone was separated for a while before she was picked up by her: "I can't go."

Weisha's tone sounded very impatient, but Wang Zhen didn't mind because she was the tone for most of his time.

He calmly told Weisha that he had received the news: "I heard that Feng Jing is getting ready to get married."

“Really?” Weisha’s tone sounded very unexpected. “And her girlfriend? Are they two really?”

“Well, I heard that Feng Jing has been preparing for weddings for a while.”

"Where, I really can't think of any taste, I thought he would marry a lady again, hey. Fengjia let his little girlfriend enter the door?"

Wang Zhen smiled and said: "Why don't you let her be so diligent when she was hospitalized, and she didn't buy the hearts of her family."

"Oh, it is also enough, I thought that Feng Jing is very clever, and the result is like this." Is this the legendary straight man? Weishaton paused and said again, "But it is not a big portal to see the family. Didn't you let you enter the door?"

Wang Zhen’s face suddenly changed, and finally he resisted not exploding.

"Nothing else, I hang up." Weisha finished, and hung up the phone without hesitation. Wang Zhen holds the phone in his hand, and his fingertips have been slightly whitened because of too much effort.

To tell the truth, he now regrets a bit. At the beginning, Weisha took the initiative to approach him. He was swayed by her a few times, and regardless of whether he started to carry out what they called "cooperation" with the Wei family, thinking that they could both earn money. I didn't expect this Wei family to be a good thing. He got a lot of news from him. Now he has offended the family, but they are planning to pat the **** and leave.

How can there be such a good thing in the world!

Now that the family has completely torn his face, the Wei family is his last hope. They want to get rid of him. How easy is it?

He irritated the phone contact for a while, and about a few friends and friends went out to drink.

Feng Jing really wants to record today, which is the dubbing of the cartoon that Qin Fan had arranged for him. He has no voice-over experience, but he is also a graduate of the class, debuting in a drama, and his skills are not worse than professional voice actors. He quickly found the character's feeling, and the recording went smoothly.

Moreover, he found that the director said that the image of the actor is referring to him. If it is not complimenting, it is really a bit like.

The dubbing took only over an hour, and the director was very satisfied with his performance. After Feng Jing’s distribution, I also felt that this was a very good animation. Qin Fan’s vision of picking up the film has always been accurate.

After the work was over, he directly asked Michelle to send himself to the pillow town, and today he had a meal with Jiang dyed parents. After getting on the bus, he confirmed that he had no problem giving Jiang's parents a gift. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Jiang Ding: "I am over here, now you are there."

Jiang Dian: Ok, my mom and dad have arrived.

Jiang Dian: My father still wore a suit today, hahahahahahaha, laughing at me.

Feng Jing:......

Feng Jing: You said that I am more nervous...

Jiang Dian: Nothing, your suit is definitely more expensive than him.

Feng Jing:......

When Michelle parked the car downstairs in Jiang Dian, the look of Feng Jing was exceptionally solemn. He opened the door with a gift and went on. Michelle looked at his stiff body and pressed the window to cheer him up: "Come on! Don't cheer! Don't play as you audition!"

Feng Jing: "..."

He adjusted his breathing to make his facial expression look more natural. A grandmother took an older dog and walked slowly through him.

"This guy is really handsome."

This is a vicissitudes of old age, but... Feng Jing confirmed that the grandmother did not speak.

"It’s as good as our old age when I was young. Oops, the young man stared at me."

Feng Jing, who is staring at the dog: "........."

He watched the dog being taken away by the grandmother, and there was another storm in her heart.

Is he already nervous to create an illusion?

Since he woke up, he felt that he could understand the experience of the dog's speech, just like dreaming. And he obviously can't understand what Huang Yi is talking about, why...?

"Total, don't be in the market! On!" Michelle thought that Feng Jing was still nervous and cheered him more discriminatoryly.

Feng Jing: "..."

He stabilized his mind and entered the tall building in front of him.

When he just walked to the door of Jiang Dianjia, he heard the cry of the two yellows - yes, yes, it was a cry, not a speech. He took care of his hair and the door was opened. Jiang Dian stood in the door and smiled at him.

"Is it a seal?" Jiang Dian's mother walked over and walked over, and saw the seal standing outside the door, his eyes lit up.

Feng Jing stood up straight and yelled at her: "Auntie is good."

"Hello, hello, come in." Jiang Dian mother warmly greeted him in, and asked him if he was cold on the road. Feng Jing was somewhat cautious. After he entered the house with Jiang Dian, he saw Jiang Dian’s father who was more cautious than him.

"Cough." Jiang dyed Dad made a serious cough twice and stood up from the sofa.

"Uncle is good, I am Feng Jing." Feng Jing handed out the bag in his hand. "This is a gift for you, be careful, I hope you don't dislike it."

"Well, okay." Jiang Dian's father is still very good.

Jiang Dian’s mother turned a blind eye and said, “Small seal, we sat and said.”

She moved the cushions on the sofa to the side so that everyone could sit down. I know that I just took a cushion and there is a condom below.

“Jiang dyed...” She asked a little hard. “How do you put a condom under the sofa?”

Jiang Dian: "..."

Feng Jing: "..."

I can’t say that once they had taken a few more for convenience, they were placed under the sofa and pillows...

"Ah, this is not what we use! It is the new arrival, you know that Zhao and I are doing the purchase!" Jiang Dian responded agilely and wisely to remedy.

Jiang dyed mother looked at her eyes is still strange: "Why are you still taking apart?"

"Because... take photos and show them to customers."

Feng Jing has already raised his hand for Jiang Dian in his heart.

Their home dyed is really great!

"Is that right?"

"Of course!" Jiang Dian firmly nodded.

"That's all right." Jiang Dian mother put the condom into her hand. "Then you pack it up, don't let it go everywhere. If you are seen by others, you may not know what to do."

"You can rest assured that I usually come here with Yan Huan." Jiang dye took the things her mother had given her, and quickly went to the cargo room.

When Feng Jing was here to receive Jiang dyed parents, Wang Zhen was still drinking with his friends.

Because of his bad mood, Wang Zhen soon drank too much.

"Wang Ge, I have heard a little news recently. It is about Feng Jing. Are you interested?"

Wang Zhen "had" a cry: "Why, even you are a fan of Feng Jing?"

"Which can, we don't know if you hate it, so pay more attention to it. If you don't want to listen, don't say him! Come, drink!"

Wang Zhen and he touched the next cup and poured the wine in the cup in one go.

"Call - really cool!"

Wang Zhen smiled and looked at him: "What do you guys have?"

The man listened to him and asked him to follow him and lowered his voice. "It’s two paparazzi. It’s expected that they have been there for a while, but they haven’t shot it. It’s estimated that they want to find a good time and buy a good price.”

"Hey, Dexing." Wang Zhen let people fill their own wine and ask people around them, "Is there a contact?"