Chapter 770: 390 Life_2
If she could take advantage of the situation and start a scandal with Qu Feitai, it would be nothing but beneficial for her popularity and reputation.
And why was Ming Jing the only one who could have affairs with Qu Feitai? She refused to believe it, determined to turn the tables tonight.
Making up her mind, Zhao Ninghan smiled and said, âXiao Fei, I heard youâre working on a new album. Iâm a loyal fan of yours and Iâm really looking forward to it. When will it be released? Can I, on behalf of all your fans, ask for an exact release date?â
Dead silence.
As the silence dragged on, Zhao Ninghanâs face began to falter, and she couldnât help but lean slightly in. In the cameraâs view, she had almost pressed herself against Qu Feitai.
The surrounding people looked at this scene and, finding it bizarre, glanced unconsciously at Ming Jing in the second row.
Qu Feitai hadnât looked at her since he came in, nor had she looked at Qu Feitai. The center of attention, the rumored couple seemed not to know each other at all.
âZhao Ninghan, you old woman, let go of my brother...â
âFucking old bitch Zhao, youâre so shameless. Look at yourself. An old cow eating tender grass. With your fucking face, do you even fit his key?ân/oÌ/vel/b//jn dot c//om
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âI never realized before how much of a green tea bitch Zhao Ninghan is. She stole someoneâs seat, and now sheâs stealing their boyfriend too. Does she just want to take everything Ming Jing has? If she likes stealing so much, why doesnât she go rob a bank? Spoiled bitch.â
âWatch your language, everyone. Ming Jing has never publicly acknowledged that Qu Feitai is her boyfriend. Itâs all your wild fantasies. Youâve seen how both of them have behaved tonight, so stop assuming.â
âTrying so hard to stick her hot face to his cold butt, calling him Xiao Fei as if she knows him. Iâm so embarrassed, I could dig a hole with my toes.â
âYou guys are killing me. Zhao Ninghan, top-notch actress? Sheâs nowhere near Liang Yanran. Itâs a pity Liang Yanran had a short-lived life; otherwise, Zhao Green Tea wouldnât have had her chance to rise. Sheâs become so arrogant and forgotten her place since becoming famous. Letâs see how reality teaches her a lesson.â
Observing Ming Jingâs expression closely, Ming Xin saw her face unchanged, her eyes filled with a soft smile like a gentle breeze.
âIsnât it sweet?â
Ming Jing just smiled and said nothing.
Ming Xin eagerly stuffed the rest of the orange into her mouth, but in the next moment, her expression contorted.
âSo ~sour!â
She glared at Ming Jing accusingly, âYou tricked me! Monks donât lie, you know? Youâve broken the precepts.â
Ming Jing laughed, âDid I say anything? Everything you assumed is just a result of your imagination.â
âYou....â Ming Xin grunted, âYou really are my lovely Junior.â
Ming Jing picked up the other half of the orange in Ming Xinâs hand, tore a slice, and ate it without so much as a frown from beginning to end.
Ming Xin was astonished, âCanât you taste the sourness? Or have you lost your sense of taste?â
Ming Jing shook her head with a smile, âItâs very sour.â
âThen you donât even wrinkle your eyebrows when eating it? Do you like sour things that much?â
âI donât like sour things.â
Just as Ming Xin was about to ask if she was a fool... something occurred to her, and she looked deeply at Ming Jing.