President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

"Hello, Zhan Luming is my little uncle. I came here uninvited. I hope I won't disturb you."

After Feng Yin finished speaking, Zhan Luming pouted at her, "It's good that you know, I'll see Xiumei later, and you can go after saying hello, don't disturb us to reminisce about the old days."

Zhan Luming always felt that it was inappropriate to bring Fengyin along. Behind Fengyin was the entire Leng family, which would frighten the innocent Xiuqing.

Zhang Xiuqing was wearing a white cotton dress, with long black and straight parting in the middle, with delicate facial features, but her makeup was exquisite, but at first glance, she looked very pixelated.

"Brother Lu Ming, my sister is still on the way here, there is some traffic jam, let's have some tea and wait for her."

As Zhang Xiuqing said, she poured a glass of Biluochun for Feng Yin and Zhan Luming.

Feng Yin picked up the teacup and brought it closer to her face to smell it, and the next moment, she gently put down the cup again.

"I dare not drink tea at night, I can't sleep, I'd better drink water."

Feng Yin opened the water glass he brought and took a few sips. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Chen Xiuqing looking at her with gloomy calculations.

But Zhan Luming didn't know it, and was about to put the cup to his mouth, Feng Yin quickly kicked Zhan Luming under the table.

Whoa!

The water cup fell to the ground, spilling all the tea, and scalding the back of Zhan Luming's hands.

"I'm sorry, little uncle, I have a little cramp in my calf."

After Feng Yin finished speaking, when he raised his hand, he knocked down the juice in front of him again, and all the orange juice in it spilled on Zhan Luming's pants.

"Fengyin, you!"

Zhan Luming stared at Feng Yin angrily.

"I shouldn't have brought you out! Look what you've done!"

Zhan Luming looked at Feng Yin with a disgusted expression when he saw that the new pants he had specially worn were so useless.

Feng Yin was never angry, and looked at Zhan Luming with an innocent expression.

"Little uncle, why don't you change your pants first, and when Xiumei comes, I'll just call you, and you don't want Xiumei to see you like this..."

After Feng Yin finished speaking, Zhan Luming gave her a hard look,
"It's not because of you?"

Feng Yin smiled and said nothing, and when Zhan Luming left, Feng Yin sat upright, looking at Zhang Xiuqing with piercing eyes.

Zhang Xiuqing's face was pure and innocent, but in fact, deep in Feng Yin's eyes were fierce calculations and dissatisfaction.

She spoiled her good deeds with anger and wind.

"Zhang Xiuqing, my little uncle has already left. We wise people don't slander. The tea is poisonous, and the juice is poisonous. Is there anything else I haven't discovered?"

After Feng Yin finished speaking, he suddenly picked up another glass of juice and quickly poured it on Zhang Xiuqing. Almost at the same time, Zhang Xiuqing retreated and lifted the tablecloth to block most of the juice.

Zhang Xiuqing took this opportunity and ran towards the bathroom.

"Brother Zhan, help me." Zhang Xiuqing yelled, seemingly stumbling towards the bathroom.

Zhan Luming had just dried the juice on his trousers, and before the waiter brought back the new trousers, he suddenly heard Zhang Xiuqing's cry from outside, hesitating whether to open the bathroom door.

"Little uncle, don't open the door, Zhang Xiuqing has a problem!"

Feng Yin yelled, his hands had already grabbed Zhang Xiuqing's hair.

"Brother Zhan, don't listen to her nonsense, she doesn't want you to see my sister! She wants to separate you!" Zhang Xiuqing understood Zhan Luming's thoughts very well, even if Feng Yin grabbed her hair and hit the wall at this moment, she still did not forget to provoke discord.

"Little uncle, you trust me! I am your relative!"

"Enough! Fengyin!"

Zhan Luming made a choice at this moment, a stupid decision.

The moment he opened the bathroom door, Zhang Xiuqing threw an object that looked like a gas bag at Zhan Luming.