Kuaiwen's pretentious daily life of female accessories

Haitang's hand trembled slightly.

"It hurts?"

"Well, it's fine."

"Huh..." Ning Sang blew it gently and bandaged it carefully before standing up and sitting next to Haitang.

Haitang's eyes sparkled, and she looked up at the sky...

Ning Sang looked back at her, "My makeup is very beautiful today."

Haitang looked back at him, "If you say that, I wouldn't even want to wear my makeup and cry."

"Haha, life will always take many detours. After passing them, you will find that there is better scenery and a broader world ahead."

Haitang shook his head, "People are different. Some people have many choices, but I am different..."

"I admire the way Miss Feng plays the piano very much. She is proud, confident and arrogant."

A hint of shyness flashed across Haitang's face, "Thank you."

"My name is Feng Haitang. You can call me Haitang. It's always Miss Feng, which sounds a little uncomfortable."

"My name is Ning Sang."

...

The living room on the second floor was eerily quiet.

Feng Xisheng and Feng Zihao were sitting on the sofa on the left, their expressions ugly.

Father Gu dragged Gu Jianhan to sit on the sofa opposite. Chen Qianqian stood behind Gu Jianhan cautiously.

After a while, Mrs. Gu came over, accompanied by her two other sons. Everyone in the Gu family who could talk was finally here.

Feng Xisheng looked at Gu Jianhan with cold eyes. Gu Jianhan was also inexplicably panicked at the moment. He didn't see Haitang coming and wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain.

"Student, it's our Xiaohan's fault today. He is obsessed with ghosts. I will definitely discipline him. I hope you give him a chance."

Mrs. Gu was the first to speak, giving Chen Qianqian a hard look, then looking at the Feng family and his son, her tone of submission was clear.

Feng Xisheng snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied with this statement.

Father Gu tugged at Gu Jianhan and said, "I apologize to Uncle Feng. How old are you? What are you talking about?"

Chen Qianqian gently tugged on Gu Jianhan's collar from behind. Gu Jianhan froze. He just remembered and sat back down, "Dad, grandma, can you stop forcing me? I don't want to." I like Haitang, but I like Qianqian."

Chen Qianqian took a few steps forward and held Gu Jianhan's hand tightly, "Yes, we truly love each other. Please don't embarrass Ahan."

"Snapped".

Mrs. Gu slapped her hard on the armrest of the sofa and stood up, "Where did you come from, a wild girl, who dares to bewitch my little grandson like this? Butler Li, please kick him out."

"Yes."

"Grandma, don't touch Qianqian."

"Ahan, I'm afraid...".

"Ms. Chen, please get out."

"You are not allowed to touch Qianqian, otherwise I will not return to this home."

...

Several people were tugging at each other for a while.

My aunt's family took turns to persuade me.

...

Feng Xisheng felt that his patience had been exhausted, and he did not want to watch the Gu family's drama.

"Mrs. Gu, Gu Meng, let's give up on this marriage. While everyone is here, we will cancel the engagement."

"Old Feng."

Feng Xisheng waved his hand, with a look of impatience on his face, "Gu Meng, stop talking. I don't want our family to fail and become enemies. The two children are still young. They will marry each other in the future. I don't want to do it anymore."

Gu Jianhan was a little stunned, and suddenly felt very flustered. In his mind, he kept thinking of Haitang's loneliness, disappointment, and silent turning...

I just pushed her hard...

"I won't break off the engagement."

Gu Jianhan seemed to blurt out.

Chen Qianqian looked at him in disbelief, "Ahan?"

Feng Zihao frowned and looked at him with disgust, "Gu Jianhan, what did you say?"

"I..."

"You want to hang my sister here, and you are not clear with this woman here? Who do you think you are?"

"no."

"What is that? If you had any affection for my sister, you wouldn't have lost sight of her tolerance and comeback. Just because she likes you, you hurt her again and again without any scruples. It's really embarrassing for you."

Of course, the Gu family didn't want the marriage to go to waste, and they didn't stop Gu Jianhan from rejecting it.

Gu Jianhan lowered his head and was silent for a while, then clenched his fists and said, "Anyway, I don't agree to break off the engagement."

Feng Zihao sneered, "Haha, okay, if we don't cancel the engagement, what do you want to do, Miss Chen Qianqian?"

Gu Jianhan trembled a little and looked sideways at Chen Qianqian. She was crying uncontrollably and held his hand tightly...

"I..."

...

"At such a young age, you still want to live in two families? You are a good son taught by your family."

Feng Xisheng stood up directly and said, "Zihao, let's go."

He looked back at Gu's family again, "I'm going to call it off like this. I don't want to make it too ugly."

Father Gu could only sigh deeply and nodded, "Old Feng, let me see you off."

"No need."

The Feng family father and son turned around and left without hesitation.

...

"Xiaohan, you are really confused. You don't want such a good daughter from the Feng family. You want such a...how can I have such a stupid grandson like you?"

Mrs. Gu had a headache in anger. She shook her head and was helped away by the servant. She had no intention of celebrating the birthday party.

...

When the Feng family and his son came out, they saw Haitang sitting in the garden, with a boy sitting next to her, chatting casually.

"Who is that man?"

Feng Ziyi looked at it and replied nonchalantly: "It's Ning Chen's eldest brother, Ning Sang."

Feng Zihao walked over and said, "Tangtang, we are going home."

"okay."

Ning Sang also stood up and nodded to Feng Zihao with a smile.

Feng Zihao looked at Haitang's hand and said, "Thank you, Mr. Ning."

"No need, I happened to be passing by."

Haitang winked at him, said thank you in a low voice, and followed Feng Zihao.

Ning Sang stood there and watched her get into the car before walking away with an unclear look on her face.

...

Within a day, the news that the Gu family and the Feng family had broken off their engagement spread throughout the upper-class circles.

When Haitang arrived at school, she received a lot of attention. There was nothing unusual about her face, but there were fewer smiles on her face and she was more silent.

Leng Qingfan was in a good mood. He stretched his long legs on the desk and lay on the chair to sleep, but his eyes were paying attention to Haitang from time to time.

...

During class, Haitang looked down at her phone and suddenly received a friend request.

99: "The host is Gu Jianhan."

Haitang thought for a while and nodded.

99: "Hey, host, why did you refuse? You have to pay attention to your mission."

"Noisy."

99: "..."

(Added message: Feng Haitang, I am Gu Jianhan.)

(The other party has rejected your friend application.)

(Add message: Feng Haitang, add me, if something happens.)

(The other party has rejected your friend application.)

"Fuck." Gu Jianhan smashed the basketball in his hand, picked up the mineral water next to him, and took two gulps.

"Young Master Gu, why are you so angry? Qianqian isn't here?"

Gu Jianhan's little follower who played basketball with him saw that he was in a bad mood and hurriedly came over.

"It's so annoying."

"Young Master Gu got rid of that piece of wood. You should be happy. What's the trouble?"

Gu Jianhan rolled his eyes at him, stood up and left.