Female Supporting Fake Daughter Becomes Top-Rated After Leaving a Rich Family

Hearing what An Feng said, Lan Minghui thought of the conversation they had just now in the living room of the suite.

An Feng was really angry just now, but after finding out that he didn't make a small report just now, but simply called other people, he felt a little ashamed.

With this kind of mentality, An Feng had no choice but to treat Lan Minghui badly again, instead he showed a sense of helplessness, which sounded a bit childish and annoying.

And Zhong Jiaxi, who was standing on the other side and was wearing a hat and mask, didn't have the complicated emotions just now when he saw their slapstick interaction now.

"We won't be caught talking here." Suddenly realizing something, An Feng took a step back and said vigilantly.

When the two paparazzi at the end of the corridor heard An Feng's words, their bodies froze for a moment, and they were about to break out in cold sweat.

Their latent technology is not bragging, it is really rare that someone can detect their existence without exposing themselves.

This girl...is so amazing...

Just when they were thinking about whether to run away before they came, An Feng's expression suddenly changed drastically.

I saw that she suddenly smiled, stretched out her hand and pushed Lan Minghui, who was half in the door, out.

"You guys go back quickly, I'm still an idiot, if I'm photographed with you, then I'm finished..."

The obviously joking tone immediately relieved the tense emotions of Lan Minghui and Zhong Jiaxi.

"Don't worry, not everything can come in on the 35th floor. Your money is not wasted." Before leaving, Lan Minghui thought about it and said something to An Feng as if comforting.

"alright……"

Obediently agreed, An Feng obediently waved at them, and then closed the door mercilessly.

There is only An Feng in this suite now, Lin Lan and the others went downstairs to do other things because An Feng had something to tell Jiaxi finally.

In the empty suite, only An Feng's footsteps echoed in the room.

Suddenly... she started talking to herself like this.

"I know." The sudden "I know" suddenly made the whole room look a little weird, because the system's voice suddenly appeared in An Feng's mind.

[The system reminds that there is a sneak shot outside the door, which has recorded the host's previous conversation outside the door. 】

The system's voice was still cold, without any emotion.

Facing its belated reminder of "kindness", An Feng didn't feel any surprise.

With a calm expression, he walked to the bar next to him, picked up a bottle of red wine that they opened but didn't drink just now, and poured it into a goblet.

[If there is a negative impact due to the sneak shot content, the host is responsible for the consequences. 】

I was stunned for a moment... I don't know why, An Feng always felt that he could sense concern from the system's words.

This thought only swirled in his mind for a while before An Feng kicked it out.

She is really too kind, so she can't make up for the non-existent emotions from other people's words.

"Since he wants to add fire to us, then let's do it~ Anyway, no matter what the result is, I won't suffer, right?"

If she wins this match, then she will gain absolute control over that Qiheng Entertainment, and she can also do good deeds to save Jiaxi and his junior sister.

But...if this match is lost...

Thinking of this, An Feng smiled lightly. If you lose, you lose. It's useless to shout if you are not as skilled as others.

It was this calculation that she chose to stand in the shadows.

If she wins, she will be the boss behind the scenes and reap the benefits of being a fisherman. If she loses, she will not expose herself, so it will not affect her.

Speaking of the variables in this plan... Maybe it's just the one who was outside the door staring at him just now.

It's okay, it's okay, just treat her as a little bit of heat.

As long as you can be popular, as long as you can live, you can be in any position.

It's not bad to set up a Neptune character set up with gossip, at least no matter what happens in the future, it won't overturn.

Thinking of this, An Feng smiled lightly, feeling dizzy.

She had never drank alcohol before, but she was suddenly interested when she heard Lan Minghui casually mentioning the price of this bottle of wine when she was wandering in front of the wine cabinet.

Curious about why such a small thing is so expensive, An Feng opened it.

The result...ummm...

It's delicious...but it has a bit of stamina...

Shaking his dizzy head, An Feng reluctantly went back to the room and closed the door, then lifted the quilt and fell asleep obediently on the bed, closing his eyes.

Waking up again, An Feng only felt his head was still dizzy, and regretted how he did what he did yesterday, and insisted on finishing the bottle by himself.

"Um……?"

Just sitting up now, An Feng sensed something was wrong.

Last night...wasn't it because she was too dizzy that she went to bed before she had time to change her clothes?

But... why did she change into pajamas now?

Could it be that Lin Lan came in to change it for him last night while he was sleeping?

impossible?How could she go straight into her bedroom without calling her.

and……

Looking down at his messy and stylish buttons, An Feng fell silent.

She seems to have discovered something extraordinary...

She sleepwalked?

Sighing helplessly, he took the mobile phone that ran from the bedside table to his pillow at some point to check the time.

As soon as I picked up my phone, I just wanted to click in and have a look...

As a result... as soon as he swipe to open the lock screen, and saw his wechat chat page... the chat record of the 6 hours and 25 minutes of the call, An Feng was numb.

And this person... turned out to be Tu Tuqing?

With trembling fingers, he swiped through the pitifully small chat records between the two of them. An Feng tremblingly clicked on the chat box, wanting to ask, what exactly did she post yesterday...

As a result... er... After she clicked on it, she hesitated again when she put her hand on the chat keyboard.

Forget it, let's pretend it didn't happen.

Gritting his teeth and exiting the chat page, An Feng ruthlessly covered the phone on the bed, turned over, got up, and ran to the bathroom quickly...

She didn't forget that she still had several scenes to grab in the morning.

An Feng, who was stepping on her slippers and running to the bathroom, didn't notice that the phone that she covered on the bed suddenly turned on.

The light came from the small gap between the quilt and the bed sheet, and it could be vaguely seen who had sent a message.

No...it's a lot, and it's very long...

It's just that, after all, An Feng still doesn't have much fate with this person, and the message was withdrawn a second before An Feng saw the news.