It's not my fault to be ugly

The middle-aged man at the door raised his eyebrows with interest: "Have you seen me?"

Soon Feng Dingkun confirmed that he had misunderstood the wrong person. This man looked very similar to that young master Lan, but even with proper maintenance, he could still tell that he was much older than young Lan.

The middle-aged man came over, looked at Feng Dingkun from head to toe with aggressive eyes, and smiled calmly: "Perfect!"

Feng Dingkun stood up from the ground, looked at the middle-aged man vigilantly, and asked, "Who are you?!"

"I should ask you this. This is my private room."

"I'm going out now!" Feng Dingkun took a step back, but the man didn't move.He turned around and tried to open the door with the handle, but the door was locked.

He was a little flustered, sweat dripped down his back, and when he turned around, the man had already quietly leaned over, pressing him against the door quickly, like a beast hunting for prey.

At this moment, Feng Dingkun bent his knees against the man's lower body, put his hands on his shoulders, threw him aside, and without hesitation picked up the small edge of the room and smashed it on the window, and then made three steps together He rushed forward in two steps, jumped out of the window, rolled twice on the snow outside, and ran away.

The middle-aged man got up, chased to the window, watched Feng Dingkun quickly disappear behind a stable, gritted his teeth, touched the place where he was kicked, and smiled inexplicably.

Feng Dingkun panted and leaned against the south wall of the stable. His down jacket was still in the private room and he didn't wear shoes. The weather had just finished snowing, and the cold wind was blowing with fine snow particles, making him beat A few sneezes.

There was the sound of snow being trampled on in the distance, as well as the sound of people talking, one of the voices was particularly bluffing: "What is Mr. Lan's background? Is he so powerful? Why are you so afraid of him? Do you know who I am? "

"Oh, my young master, Mr. Lan is the major shareholder of the Feng Corporation, we can't afford to offend small people like us, so don't make things difficult for me!"

"Come on! It's okay! It's just a horse!"

Feng Dingkun's eyes lit up, he got up from the ground, panting for breath, and ran towards the source of the sound.

He would not admit the mistake of this voice, it was Zhuo Ying!

Zhuo Ying and Ma Tong who were talking were also obviously startled by the person who ran out suddenly. Zhuo Ying yelled and jumped two steps away, looking frightened, when he suddenly saw Feng Dingkun's face, his whole body They were all stunned as if struck by lightning!

"Do you have any clothes? I'm so cold!" Feng Dingkun said tremblingly.

A blush gradually appeared on Zhuo Ying's face, and spread from the whole face to both ears.He seemed to be in a daze, as if his IQ had suddenly dropped, or he had turned into a child who had just begun to fall in love at the age of twelve or thirteen. He didn't recognize Feng Dingkun's voice at all, and said in a low voice: "Who are you? My name is Zhuo Ying, You can call me Aying if you don't mind..."

"Aying...?" Feng Dingkun was so impressed by this nasty address that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.He frowned, reached out and grabbed Zhuo Ying's ear and shouted in his ear: "Are you stupid! I'm Feng Dingkun!"

"Feng Dingkun? Your name sounds really nice." Zhuo Ying still looked dazed, with a bewildered smile on her lips: "I have a friend with the same name as yours, but he can't compare with you, he's ugly, not as good as you one."

"Oh." Feng Dingkun folded his arms indifferently and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Uh, wait a minute..." Zhuo Ying finally sensed that something was wrong. The person in front of him felt inexplicably familiar. He held his forehead and stared at Feng Dingkun, as if he was trying to identify something: "You...you said your name is Feng Dingkun?"

"That's right, it's not the first day you know me, you just asked me today if my name is Feng Dingkun?"

"Old, old Feng?!!!" Zhuo Ying seemed to be struck by lightning.

"You...why didn't you tell me you looked like this?!" Zhuo Ying sat on the back seat of the car, looking at Feng Dingkun frantically.

Feng Dingkun rubbed his ears: "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

He glanced out the window and said, "Do you know where Lu Mingran's house is? I'm going to find him."

"He should be abroad now." Zhuo Ying shrugged: "I heard from them that the Lu family will live abroad for a while before Chinese New Year, and will come back after the year. I'll take you home, where is your home?"

Feng Dingkun frowned: "I don't want to go home."

"Don't go home? Then you will be in danger if you go out alone!" Zhuo Ying pressed his shoulders, with a serious face: "You look like this, you will be raped!"

Feng Dingkun was choked by him, and shouted: "What are you thinking in your mind! What rape! I have never encountered such a thing since I grew up! Even if I encounter a pervert, I will beat you away."

"No way!" Zhuo Ying was unexpectedly stubborn: "I want to send you home, I can't put you in danger."

"I don't want to go home. My brother locked me at home all day long. I finally got out today. If I go home, I'm afraid I won't be able to find Lu Mingran."

"You...your brother locked you up at home all day long?" Zhuo Ying didn't know whether it was surprise or excitement, she started to stutter, and she didn't know what kind of small theater was imagining in her head. My little brother... no matter how upright a brother is, he will become a ghost brother!"

"What the hell are you thinking!" Feng Dingkun slapped him on the head: "My brother doesn't see anyone twice in three days. He probably thinks I'm embarrassing for him, so he doesn't want to take me out."

"No! Your brother must be thinking: My little brother is so cute, so we can't let the beasts outside see him, or something terrible will happen! My little brother, only I can bully him!"

He spoke so well that Feng Dingkun couldn't help but chuckled, and then sighed melancholy: "My brother hates me, and I'm not an idiot, how could I not feel it. He doesn't like me."

Zhuo Ying looked at his dejected look, and remembered that Feng Dingkun's brother really didn't care much about him, so she suggested: "Then why don't you come to my house! Anyway, I'm the only one at home, so come and live with me!"

Feng Dingkun just moved into Zhuoying's house.As for what will happen to his brother, whether he will be worried, he doesn't care at all.

The servants of Zhuo Ying's family are very gentle, always smiling towards him as "little master's guest".Zhuo Ying is also crazy on his own, even if Feng Dingkun is in a bad mood sometimes, he will make him laugh.

"He's at a classmate's house now?" Feng Dingqian sat on the sofa, glanced at the information he asked the secretary to find, expressionless: "Let him go."

"Where is Lan Dezheng...?" The young man standing in front of him is Jiang Lintao, Feng Dingqian's secretary who has been by his side since he graduated from university.After training for so many years, this secretary has already figured out the top and bottom of Feng's enterprise.

This time Feng Yiqing originally wanted Feng Dingqian to help her husband's business.It turned out that when Feng's father was alive, she still had a bit of affection when she came to fight Qiufeng, but now Feng Dingqian controls the entire Feng family, who would want to rescue this bottomless relative who is greedy and insatiable.

So she turned to Feng's shareholder, Lan Dezheng, in an attempt to do what he liked.But no matter how unpopular he was, even... he was as obsessed with his background as Secretary Jiang had heard, Feng Dingkun was still the second son of the Feng family after all, and if any scandal really broke out, Feng Dingqian's face would not look good.

This woman is so stupid.

"Tell him to be quiet. Don't think that you can hide from me the secret hookup with Feng Yiqing."

"Yes."

When the second snow fell, Zhuo Ying suddenly called him out of the warm room, took him to her sister's room, forced him to sit in front of the makeup mirror, and dug out one set after another from her sister's closet. set of clothes.

Feng Dingkun suddenly had a bad premonition, when he saw Zhuo Ying piled up those clothes in front of him, he shouted in disbelief: "You want me to wear women's clothes?! Do you want our friendship to come to an end?"

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Ying fell to her knees with a plop, hugged his leg and wailed: "Please! I'm bragging to those friends that I recently found a very good-looking girlfriend, and they want me to take it out to see today! "

"Then why don't you just find a prettier girl to pretend to be!" Feng Dingkun almost wanted to kick him.

"But... But, I have already sent them your photo..." Zhuo Ying pitifully took out her phone, and showed Feng Dingkun a photo.

Feng Dingkun glanced at it, it was a candid photo, he was eating, and his eyelashes were hanging down, he looked a bit like a woman.

"Please! Old Feng! Good buddy! Do you want me to embarrass myself in front of those friends?" Zhuo Ying kept rubbing him, almost begging him: "If you want me to embarrass you, then I'd rather die!"

"I can't see that you still have such strong self-esteem, didn't you hesitate even when Lu Mingran asked you to kneel down and lick his shoes..." Feng Dingkun looked at Zhuo Ying reluctantly.

Zhuo Ying saw that he was a little loose, jumped up happily, chose clothes for Feng Dingkun, and found out the cosmetics of her sister, carefully identified them for a while, but still didn't know how to use them, and finally could only reluctantly put a powder on Feng Dingkun's face He jumped up, and tied a silk scarf around his already shaped throat.

In the end, Feng Dingkun was reluctantly pulled into the car by Zhuo Ying, and repeatedly confirmed to him: "Just this time!"

"It must be! Don't worry! Don't talk later, just pretend to be dumb."

When Zhuo Ying brought the person in, the audience was really shocked. His friends either kept staring at Feng Dingkun, or punched Zhuo Ying with jealousy: "What kind of luck did you have?"

Zhuo Ying's vanity was so overwhelming that she almost wanted to fly into the sky.

He pulled Feng Dingkun to sit down and introduced several friends to him one by one.However, Feng Dingkun felt that the quality of his friends was not very high.If you are a true friend, you will not look at your friend's "girlfriend" with salivating eyes.

"Why aren't you seated yet?"

"Wait a little longer, there are still people coming."

"Who?"

"The one from Yuwen's house." Ma Wei, the friend sitting on his left, blinked his eyes: "It was hard to invite him."

"Yuwen family? Yuwenning?"

"He is the only son in his family, who else is there besides him?" Ma Wei laughed, and said to Feng Dingkun courteously: "The people who will come later are very powerful, have you heard of the Jiangshuo six families?" ?”

Feng Dingkun nodded.

"This Yu Wenning belongs to the Yuwen family!" Ma Weiyi looked at Feng Dingkun's face and asked, "What does your family do? If you can get on the Yuwen family's big boat, don't say much else, I will protect your family." Three generations don't have to worry about food and clothing."

Zhuo Ying curled her lips in disdain, and stood up displeasedly holding Feng Dingkun's shoulder: "My girlfriend is afraid of strangers, I will send him back."

"Hey, don't leave when you're here!" Several friends wanted to keep him, or Feng Dingkun who was beside him.

Zhuo Ying pulled Feng Dingkun, opened the door and was about to go out, but someone was about to come in.

The two teams almost collided, Feng Dingkun raised his head in astonishment, it turned out that the person who planned to come in was Yu Wenning.

Yu Wenning met Feng Dingkun's eyes and immediately looked at him intently.

Both Feng Dingkun and Zhuo Ying were a little uneasy, afraid of being recognized by him.Zhuo Ying fiercely pushed him away and said, "Why are you staring at my girlfriend all the time!"

He pulled Feng Dingkun away quickly.

It wasn't until their figures disappeared in the slowly closing elevator door that Yu Wenning looked away, walked into the private room and asked, "Who was that just now?"

"That's Zhuo Ying from the Zhuo family, who else would be so ignorant except him."

"You idiot! Master Yuwen and Zhuo Ying are from the same school, so don't you know him? He's asking about the girl just now!"

"That's Zhuo Ying's girlfriend, I really don't know what kind of shit luck he's had!" The speaker looked jealous: "But it's a pity that his girlfriend is dumb and can't speak."

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