C3 A Fox Exploiting Its Tiger's Might

At this moment, Feng Chuchu, who was downstairs, suddenly trembled and stopped what she was saying.

"You slut, you know all that?"

The producer's whole body was itching.

Hearing that, Feng Chuchu regained her senses and froze for a moment. Then she smiled and said, "Won't you know if you try it?"

After getting rid of the producer, Feng Chuchu dragged her heavy footsteps and ran out of the set.

The blazing sun outside the door was hot but it did not illuminate Feng Chuchu's cold and painful heart.

The phone rang again. It was Si Yeqing.

Taking a deep breath to adjust her emotions, Feng Chuchu opened her mouth and spoke as usual.

"Hello!"

"At 8 PM, the banquet of the Lafite family."

Si Yeqing, who was on the phone, felt a chill run down his spine.

Feng Chuchu frowned and hesitated. "I still have something to do tonight."

At night, she originally planned to go to the hospital to see her mother. She also wanted to discuss the details of the surgery and the follow-up care.

But now...

"Feng Chuchu, do you not want this month's allowance?"

Si Yeqing's tone was strange and deep when he heard Feng Chuchu's hesitation.

Feng Chuchu looked up at the sky helplessly.

She lowered her head again and changed her tone.

"Aiyo, husband is still so reserved and reserved, but I like it. I will dress up beautifully tonight. What kind of dress does husband like?"

She was so obedient on the phone.

In the car not far away, a man's gaze was so cold that it could kill.

He really could do anything for money.

Of course, Feng Chuchu did this for money too. Si Yeqing's waist was so thick!

One! One month's allowance was quite considerable. Feng Chuchu had no reason to reject it.

Besides, how many people could contend with Si Yeqing?

Even if there were, Feng Chuchu was not one of them.

In Raphael's Castle.

The sound of the piano pushed the atmosphere of the banquet to its climax. The membership system made the people here either rich or noble. Each and every one of them had a high social status and looked as elegant as a noble.

At this moment, a luxury car drove past the door, and a waiter came forward to welcome it.

Feng Chuchu got out of the car and looked at Zhuo Zhuo, shaking her head and sighing as she looked at the antique building.

She really did not understand the life of rich people.

A group of people took advantage of the banquet to fool around. It was just a group of people who cheated on each other in the business world. They made such a high-end and imposing appearance.

She wore a black fishtail skirt that was noble and elegant. Her shoulders were half exposed, and she also had a perfect style.

She was neither rigid nor frivolous.

As Mrs. Si, she always knew what to do.

The banquet was in high spirits. Some of the popular singers were singing melodiously, while others were intoxicated by it. Some were focused on hunting for prey.

Feng Chuchu did not find it strange.

"Please."

The waiter led her to Si Yeqing.

The sofa was full of people. Su Cuo was holding his phone with a smile on his face. His eyes were watery and could drown a girl.

Wen Ziheng was cold and indifferent. He did not like Feng Chuchu more than Si Yeqing.

The real focus of Si Yeqing's attention was the champagne in his hand. He lowered his head and whispered to Lu Jianjian.

"Really?"

Si Yeqing sounded gentle.

“ Mm! "

Lu Jianjian pouted.

The man's black eyes swept past Feng Chuchu. It was cool and clear with deep meaning.

She was Madam Si, but there was another woman sitting beside Si Yeqing.

What a slap to the face.

But she didn't care.

Liu Mei slightly raised her eyebrows. She reached out and hooked the champagne in the waiter's hand, preparing to sit down.

In the high-end banquet, only the servants were standing.

"Get lost!"

Wen Ziheng was cold and ruthless.

He didn't want to sit with a piece of trash.

Feng Chuchu smiled faintly and politely.

If it wasn't for this seat, the dog would have wanted to sit with you.

"The red wine of Raphael's Castle is world-famous. Shall we try it together?"

Su Cuo helped Feng Chuchu out of her predicament and said it calmly and gently.

"Okay."

Feng Chuchu was also happy and at ease as she walked over.

The red wine gurgled into the cup and there was already a seat on the sofa.

Feng Chuchu sat down. The top of her head was still burning hot, but when she looked up, there was nothing.

Men had fun with men. A set of poker cards was enough to make them spend money like dirt. Fortunately, they were all from a faeces family and did not care about the small amount of money on the table.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't give this!"

Lu Jianjian hurriedly said. Her small hand held Si Yeqing's arm and moved closer to him.

The man's eyes darkened. His eyelashes trembled and there was a smile at the corner of his mouth. In the blink of an eye, Si Yeqing's eyebrows were tender.

"Okay! I'll listen to you!"

Si Yeqing reached out and held the woman's hand, full of love.

Cheh!

Feng Chuchu was silent and cold. She did not get annoyed with the old tricks. Before she rolled her eyes, Wen Ziheng saw her.

Wen Ziheng looked at her coldly. He was full of disgust.

Feng Chuchu took a deep breath and wanted to laugh. What the hell?!

She could not afford to offend him, but she could hide from him. She could not bear to watch him show off his love and drink, but she could pretend to be blind.

She was good at playing with thunder on her phone.

In the past, her family was poor, so this was the only game on her phone.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

"Okay!"

Feng Chuchu exclaimed.

He broke the record again.

The air suddenly became cold and cold. A layer of goosebumps appeared on her exposed shoulders.

Si Yeqing's face was covered in a layer of frost.

It was cold and hard.

The people around him all had different expressions. Wen Ziheng looked as if he did not care about whether they would laugh or not. Su Cuo smiled helplessly, while Lu Jianjian's beautiful eyes were bottomless.

"Weng!"

The phone vibrated. Feng Chuchu smiled sweetly and said, "You guys play. I will go and take a call."

After they left the banquet hall, they hid on the balcony and looked at the moonlight. Qionghua covered the ground with a layer of gauze. The neatly built parterre looked like a lost paradise in a dream.

"Where are you?"

The producer on the phone had almost run out of patience, and was almost roaring.

"I'm attending a banquet!"

Feng Chuchu admitted it calmly.

"You..." The producer was so angry that he was about to go crazy. He booked a hotel and bought some fun things. In the end, he was stood up.

He even f * cking finished eating Brother Wei.

"I can't help it. Si Yeqing asked me to come."

Feng Chuchu muttered that she felt wronged and said, "You are all important people. I am just a little girl. If you really want me to accompany you, why don't you tell Si Yeqing?"

... ""

The phone was silent. The producer was not a fool.

Who would dare offend Si Yeqing?

"When will you be back?"

The producer said with resentment.

"I don't know. Maybe I won't have to go back in the future."

Feng Chuchu hinted to the producer that Si Yeqing wanted to cover her up. If this producer really dared to fight Si Yeqing, she wouldn't mind either!

"You slut."

The producer vented his anger on Feng Chuchu and hung up the phone after saying that.

"I got scolded again! Sigh!"

Feng Chuchu smiled brightly.

The night wind was slightly cool, blowing away the hair by her ear. Just as she was about to tidy up, someone behind her suddenly spoke.

"You are actually enjoying it."

Su Cuo did not hide his teasing at all. Using Si Yeqing to block the unspoken rules was really a good method.

Feng Chuchu was still smiling. Her delicate face seemed to have some spirit under the moonlight.

"What else? I will cry for you again?"

She said it freely.

"That's true!"

Su Cuo agreed. After a pause, he said, "Are you really going to try out Director Wang's show?"

The entertainment industry was muddy, and Director Wang's reputation was even more muddy. Everyone knew how he chose actors.

Feng Chuchu combed the hair by her ear and the smile on her lips became a little lighter. Her eyes were deep and distant like the spring water that had not been contaminated by turbid air in the mountains.