Sick Wife - Chapter 98

    After Feng Xin went to France, Shang Congshu stayed at the school and did not go back. It happened that there was a party in their dormitory this weekend, and the four of them went out to eat grilled fish.

    Shang Congshu took a picture of the grilled fish with her mobile phone, and took a picture of the little things she bought from the boutique today, and wanted to send it to Feng Xin, telling Feng Xin what she ate today and bought what.

    Just as she was choosing photos, the roommate sitting next to her suddenly shook her arm excitedly.

    “Bao, look, is this your girlfriend?”

     After hearing this, the other two also came over. They all knew what Feng Xin looked like, and they still read it from Shang Congshu’s Weibo WeChat Moments, but from other places, it felt different. different.

    Zhang Qin’s mobile phone page stopped on a hot search on Weibo, and she is a star who recently filmed the Xianxia drama Xiaohuo.

    The staff shooting outside the fence include photographers from the organizer and magazines, and Fengxin is one of them, which is an outsourced team from Star Studio.

    Although the Weibo title is praising the star’s status on the red carpet, there are tens of thousands of comments below, and the hot comments are all discussing the wind.

      is attractive.

    Hot Comment 1: [Jida told me that the photographer you hired is not straight (back school bag to school.emoji)]

    Hot Comment 2: [I didn’t expect to meet my senior in this way, she seems to have a girlfriend, keep up with our president. 】

    Hot Comment 3: [Upstairs, it is said that Sister Feng’s girlfriend is the president, you are mistaken, her girlfriend is a novelist and cartoonist with the pen name of ‘Tingfeng’, very popular The “Human Skin Girlfriend” is her chief writer]

    Hot Comment 4: [Ah, do you have a girlfriend? Would you mind having one more? (dog head.emoji)

    ….

    The roommates who were onlookers swiped Weibo one after another, and there was a topic with #fengxinseni# on the rise.

    The various new microblogs derived from it, one blogger with more likes and in the front row of the topic is an alumnus of the same hip-hop club that once followed Fengxin.

    Anyone has the right to pursue a single person, right? I’m not afraid of being laughed at by you when I say it. I made a bento for Fengxin and was eaten by someone.

    If they were a couple at the time, I didn’t say anything. The problem is that Feng Xin will still be single, and someone has no identity, so why eat the bento I made?

    Oh, someone is quite that kind of thing. If you see my Weibo and accidentally make you sick, please contact me to delete it quickly, don’t lie to me, I’m not a fan. 】

    Comments polarized:

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    [If the situation is true, this ‘someone’ is a bit difficult to describe. 】

    [Funny, how did you know they were single at that time? Maybe the surface is single, but it has actually developed ambiguous? You’re licking your face and giving people a bento, you deserve it. 】

    [Did I come upstairs? Even if it is developing, you can refuse the blogger. Why do you take the lunch box from the blogger and pass it to other girls to eat? 】

    Seeing that more and more people are discussing, the topic is getting more and more intense, and the roommates have been quiet from the beginning to join in the fun.

    Scene – very embarrassing.

    Zhang Qin saw that Shang Congshu’s face was not good, and began to liven up the atmosphere, “Hurry up, cut tin foil and eat fish, and you are not allowed to play with your mobile phone anymore!”

    Shang Congshu still has an appetite, she didn’t want to spoil everyone’s interest, so she reluctantly ate.

    In the evening, Shang Congshu changed his plan to stay at the school and returned to the house rented by Fengxin.

    She took a shower and checked the time, it should be four o’clock in the morning in France now.

    She can’t sleep now and doesn’t want to disturb Feng Xin.

    A message suddenly appeared in the dormitory group. It was a Weibo shared by a roommate. From the page, it could only be seen that it was Feng Xin’s Weibo id.

    Shangcong Shu clicks in, and the webpage automatically jumps to the Weibo app.

    Feng Xin reposted the hotly debated Weibo post during the day and wrote a long response—

    [Hello, I forgot your name, so I will call you alumni. The bento you gave me was given to the old scavenger who wandered around the university town all the year round. You can ask someone to ask this grandfather, he should still remember me.

    And my girlfriend’s portion was made by myself. She had asked me to send the bento back to you. Don’t throw it and spoil your heart. I just made an identical bento and lied to her that you agreed to give it to her.

    I didn’t handle this well, and I shouldn’t go around like this. But I’ve already made it clear that I don’t accept your bento. I don’t know why you keep it secretly in my club’s locker?

    I told you that I had a girl I liked and that I was dating her. You always stuffed gifts even after I expressly refused.

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    There are even more disgusting things, Feng Xin did not say it on the Internet. Back then, this woman made up a bunch of bad excuses, saying that her living expenses were defrauded. She wanted to be a poster model, but she had no money to ask People retouching pictures, please help Feng Xin.

    Feng Xin heard what she said was so pitiful that she didn’t even have living expenses, so she promised to help her retouch her pictures for free, but the photos the other party sent were all private photos without clothes, scratching their heads.

    Feng Xin could not wait to turn on the faucet to wash her eyes, she was so frightened that she applied for resignation on the same day.

    Lesbians don’t just like a girl, is this different from sex/harassment?

     After reading Feng Xin’s response on Weibo carefully, Shang Congshu rolled over on the bed with Snoopy in his arms, the corners of his mouth raised, and the bad mood during the day was swept away

    Light.

    It feels good to be maintained by Fengxin.

    She sent Feng Xin a message: [Wife, why are you still not sleeping? 】

    Feng Xin imitated Shang Congshu’s tone: [I’m thinking of someone duck. 】