Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Feng Tianjing stood upright, then stepped back and fell to the bedside, lowering her eyes and sneering.

"I'm here, I'm sorry for your trouble. If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I'm very busy." Feng Tianjing said with an airy expression on her face.

The man held a glass of wine and took a sip.

"What are you going to do?" Feng Tianjing watched him approach.

Her eyes stopped on his arm, and she vaguely saw a tattoo. Feng Tianjing grabbed the vase on the bedside and threw it towards his arm, her eyes extremely cunning.

There was a "bang" sound and it fell to the ground.

Outside the box, Yao Rong was in a happy mood. When she passed by, she heard a faint noise. She stopped and turned to look at the door. She wanted to leave, but out of curiosity, she stretched out her hand to open the door.

"Help." Feng Tianjing shouted in a low voice and kicked over.

The man held her feet, pulled hard, and fell on top of her. Feng Tianjing attacked with her fingers and grabbed his face hard.

"Ah." She scratched a piece of skin on the man's face.

Yao Rong saw this scene, picked up the bathrobe on the ground, ran forward to cover him, dragged it to the ground hard, and stepped on his face with her long feet.

"Bah bang bang!" Feng Tianjing also stepped on him. The man screamed and was punched by Yao Rong.

His dentures were knocked crooked by Yao Rong, and his mouth was tilted to the left. When he wanted to see clearly, Feng Tianjing took a vase and smashed it on his head.

"Are you okay?" Yao Rong stood up and saw that Feng Tianjing looked wrong.

Feng Tianjing stood up holding the corner of the table, shook her head and said, "I'm fine. I'm probably being taken advantage of. Thank you just now."

Yao Rong listened, and she stepped forward to support Feng Tianjing and said, "Get out of here first."

The people who can live in the high-end private rooms of the club have extraordinary status. I'm afraid they have offended someone they shouldn't.

"Yes." Feng Tianjing nodded and left with Yao Rong.

She sat in the passenger seat, closed her eyes, and kept thinking, what went wrong? At this moment, the car stopped and Yao Rong walked around to the passenger seat.

"This is my apartment. You can stay here for now. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Yao Rong said, sending her upstairs and leaving.

This was the place where she used to live when she was in school, and where she and Gu Chuyan often "shared a room".

"I am Feng Tianjing."

When Yao Rong closed the door, he heard her words and said with a smile: "Yao Rong."

Feng Tianjing watched the door close. She touched her phone. After making a call, she got up to take a shower and walked towards the balcony in her nightgown...

There were many flowers and plants planted on the balcony of the apartment. Feng Tianjing bent down and poured water before turning around. Suddenly she looked at the two doors. She was surprised and said, "Is the room open to the public?"

When she first came out, she forgot which door she came out from.

She walked to the left, pushed the door open, stretched, entered the bedroom, and took off her bathrobe, because she had washed all her underwear when taking a shower, but when she thought that she was the only one in the apartment, Feng Tianjing didn't know what to do. Didn't think about it.

"Oh, sleep." Feng Tianjing whispered.

It's not that she trusts Yao Rong, but she's too tired. She just contacted the bodyguards, and someone has already gone to investigate the matter. At this moment, the downstairs is probably full of her people, and there is no danger at all.

"..." Wenshui lay on the bed and squinted for a few minutes.

His body stiffened and he kept swallowing. He looked around the bedroom and found that it was indeed Zhuo Shu's apartment. Because the housekeeper was too annoyed, he went to take a nap. Is that wrong?

"Hmm." Feng Tianjing's jade arms came around and hugged his waist.

Wenshui was stunned. He held the sheet with his fingertips and slowly lifted it up. He saw a woman lying on the bed, with fair and attractive skin, holding him in her beautiful hands.