He didn’t attend Young Master Shen’s engagent party the day before yesterday, but he heard about what happened at the banquet.
He realized how blind he had been before, falling for sothing like that.
If it wasn’t for her, why would he have left that circle? He couldn’t even show his face at Young Master Shen’s engagent party.
And what does leaving that circle an?
Fatty Qu had long held a grudge against Feng Jingjing, but he refrained out of respect for the Mu Family. Although Feng Jingjing was just a close friend of Mu Wanxin, if he really did sothing to Feng Jingjing, Mu Wanxin would never let him off.
Now that Feng Jingjing caused such a scene and completely fell out with Mu Wanxin, Fatty Qu squinted his eyes.
Since even the heavens want to give this opportunity, don’t bla .
"I know her. Back then, the disgrace I suffered at the Lin Family’s event was all thanks to her."
The incident with Fatty Qu at the Lin Family was no secret, so he didn’t hold back and told his brothers about it.
"Damn, Brother Qu, why didn’t you say so earlier? So it was this woman who caused Brother Qu’s trouble," the man beside him said.
Indeed, even if one couldn’t hold it in any longer, there’s no need to have a wild romp in the backyard of the Lin Family, especially in the dead of winter.
"Brother Qu, if you had told us earlier, we could have helped you vent your anger," another man said.
"Vent my anger? Isn’t the opportunity here now?"
Fatty Qu lowered his gaze to the already drunken Feng Jingjing, suppressing the malice in his eyes as he smiled faintly.
"This woman is drunk; we’ll send her to rest," he said.
Fatty Qu’s reputation in the circle wasn’t good, but he relied on his father’s high-ranking position and being the only son of the Qu Family. As long as things didn’t go too far, he often got away with it.
Now, hearing Fatty Qu’s words, the eyes of the few n around him lit up.
The girl in front of them didn’t look like the type who frequented shady places. With Fatty Qu taking the lead, and soone to cover for them if anything happened, where else could they find such a good deal?
Two n went up and lifted Feng Jingjing.
Feng Jingjing wasn’t a heavy drinker, and with her troubled mind, she had already drunk a whole bottle of red wine and was thoroughly drunk. When she felt herself being lifted up like a sack of potatoes, she lifted her head, her vision blurry, and muttered, "What are you... doing?"
"Doing what? I’m just taking you to rest," one man chuckled, but he kept his voice low. The sleazy tone made the others burst into laughter.
Feng Jingjing sensed what was happening but couldn’t resist. She tried to open her mouth but couldn’t say a word, letting the two n drag her out of the bar...
An Ran and Mu Xingfeng left the Mu Family’s old residence after dinner and drove towards the villa.
It was almost the end of the year, and the festive atmosphere on the streets grew stronger, with small shops decorated cheerfully.
Fireworks occasionally exploded in the sky, one after another, reminding her of the last Spring Festival, which now seed like a lifeti ago.
As they passed the entrance of a bar, they saw from a distance a woman being entangled with three n.
The woman’s long hair covered her face, her stance unstable, clearly drunk. The three n had lewd smiles on their faces, groping her as they pulled her along.
When the woman flung her arm, revealing her entire face, An Ran was stunned to recognize that familiar face: Feng Jingjing.
Mu Xingfeng obviously saw it too, but he showed no intention of intervening.
He saw the man behind Feng Jingjing, recognizing him as Fatty Qu. On the day of Old Mr. Lin’s birthday banquet, Fatty Qu was utterly disgraced. There must be sothing fishy about this.
Considering also Shen Wenxuan being drugged at his sister’s engagent party, it seed Fatty Qu targeting Feng Jingjing was no coincidence.
As for Feng Jingjing, it was just her own doing. Without his sister’s connection, Feng Jingjing was no more than a stranger to him.
Before they knew it, it was New Year’s Eve, the first Spring Festival An Ran spent after parting ways with the An Family.
Early on the morning of the thirtieth, while An Ran was still asleep, she felt a large hand gently patting her.
An Ran suddenly opened her eyes wide, seeing a magnified handso face right in front of her. She imdiately woke up.
Damn, what’s this? Instructor Mu being frisky early in the morning? Is he afraid I’ll skip morning training again?
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