Chapter 1800: Feng Feng's decision (1)

Xia Ling's stubbornness, he was too familiar.
Xia Ling's stubbornness touched the most untouchable place in his heart.
The hallway was quiet, and only the heavy breathing of Xia Ling was quiet.
Xiao Biao looked at Xia Ling and looked back at Feng Feng again.
Her big eyes were pure and naive.
Age of not knowing anything.
It was the innocence he had to guard all his life.
"Even if he doesn't leave the company, George will arrange other work for you."
Finally, he still didn't say anything fierce.
Xia Ling looked at the back of the man leaving, with a grievance on his lower face.
Because she did not understand why Feng Feng hated herself, after all, she did nothing wrong.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Feng Feng ended the day of filming and went back with a little bit.
Downstairs is George's car.
But George hadn't started the car yet, and there was a man standing in front of it.
Feng Feng looked up, looked at the people outside, and frowned.
George hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car. He stretched out Xia Ling's arm and said, "What are you doing?"
"I just want to ask him why? Even if you dismiss me, you have to give me a reason?" Xia Ling said unconvinced, "I waited for a day and just wanted an answer. Is this difficult?"
"You don't look good in accordance with his aesthetics, let's go quickly." George said helplessly, said again, then pushed people away, quickly got into the car and started the car.
"Hey--" Xia Ling called out loud, chasing after the car.
Feng Feng always bowed his head slightly, listening to the cry from behind.
This insistent temper is really exactly like her.
The girl of that year, when she was angry, could stand outside the door for several hours, just to get a reason for his anger, and then left in Aojiao.
"George, stop," Feng Feng said suddenly.
George paused, but stopped the car.
Feng Feng reached out to drive the door, but George suddenly said, "In half a month, Miss Qiao will be back."
The recruits are training for two months, and time is coming.
Compared to An Qirou, Qiao Yaruan is actually a real person to George.
Feng Feng's hand suddenly halted, and he wanted to drive and stopped.
George no longer spoke, and all he could say was these words.
Xia Ling caught up, panting fiercely, and reached out and patted his chest.
"I want an answer, and I won't really haunt you. Is it necessary for you?" Xia Ling said angrily.
["Fengfeng, I will have an answer. I will not leave you if you break up with me, and I will not entangle you. Is it necessary to hide from me like this?"]
Even the tone of speech is the same.
Feng Feng's heartbeat stagnated for a second, and the pain was terrible.
George was holding the steering wheel tightly. He was watching how Feng Feng and Qiao Yaruan went all the way, and as an outsider, he could see clearly what Qiao Yaruan meant to Feng Feng.
Therefore, he did not want Feng Feng to miss it again.
Feng Feng slowly slid down the window and looked at the woman outside the window.
Xia Ling straightened his waist, staring at Fengfeng for a moment, as if he didn't give it to himself for this reason, he would not give up.
Her eyes gave Feng Feng the signal.
Feng Feng's eyes deepened slightly, and finally he slowly spit out a word that no one could think of.