Chapter 2195: Verbal Truth (16)

Chapter 2195: Chapter 2195: Verbal Truth (16)

Fei Jinxue missed the moment, her beautiful eyes staring: "Mo Chuzheng, come with me!"

Chuzheng’s pale fingertips grazed the air, remotely pointing at the photo in her hand.

Fei Jinxue’s face changed drastically.

She was threatening her!

If Fei Youping knew that she was in contact with Cui Xianyu... it’s neither serious nor trivial.

The crux is if someone from the Fei Family found out...

The Fei Family is currently headed by Fei Jiang, but others are fiercely competing.

Being a daughter herself, if not for Old Master Fei’s affection for her, Fei Youping’s position in the Fei Family would be even more awkward.

For a moment, Fei Jinxue was silent, angrily glaring at Chuzheng.

"Chuzheng!"

Liu Jinli called Chuzheng not far away; Chuzheng nodded politely, walked around Fei Jinxue, and headed towards Liu Jinli.

"What were you saying to Fei Jinxue?"

Liu Jinli, still dressed in a gender-neutral, striking outfit, lit up with gossip as soon as Chuzheng came over.

"Didn’t say much," Chuzheng deflected.

"Did you just see Cui Xianyu? He actually came too!" Liu Jinli’s focus quickly shifted.

"Yeah."

"Why do you think he came?"

"Go ask him."

"...How do I ask? I’m not familiar with Cui Xianyu, and compared to this bunch of rich kids, his status is much higher."

"By the way, didn’t you say you weren’t coming before? Why did you change your mind?"

Liu Jinli had invited Chuzheng several times, but she’d always declined, claiming to be busy.

She’s actually turned up this time.

Chuzheng, wearing a contemplative expression, said: "To be a good person."

"Huh?"

Chuzheng showed no signs of further explanation, and Liu Jinli, despite asking a few questions, didn’t get an answer, leaving her curious.

"Jinli, who’s this?"

Standing on the edge with Liu Jinli, two young girls approached arm in arm.

Seeing Chuzheng as a stranger, they bluntly asked.

"This is Mo Chuzheng."

Liu Jinli introduced briefly, and just as she was about to introduce the two girls to Chuzheng, one of the young girls called out in surprise.

"Ah! Isn’t she the adoptive daughter from the Fei Family?"

"Jinli, why’d you bring her? She’s not part of our circle."

The two young girls had only surprise on their faces, but their tone couldn’t help but carry a hint of disdain and contempt.

Liu Jinli and them were probably plastic friendships, so she retorted directly: "I can bring whoever I want; it’s none of your business. Don’t mind them, let’s head over there."

Liu Jinli gave Chuzheng no chance to speak, dragging her away.

Chuzheng: "..."

Could you let me say something, please!

Liu Jinli brought Chuzheng not for this fake, tedious chatting, but for the upcoming race.

"The first prize is two million!" Liu Jinli excitedly gestured a two towards Chuzheng: "What do you think, tempted?"

Chuzheng shook her head indifferently.

"Are you short on money?"

"Yeah," Liu Jinli sighed, holding her head: "I’m fighting with my dad, relying entirely on my brother now."

Chuzheng casually asked: "Why are you fighting?"

"Marriage. I told them I like girls, and they still won’t let me off! They say it’s fine even if it’s a girl, but can you believe they’re blood-related?"

Chuzheng quietly shifted back a bit.

Liu Jinli noticed her move and laughed out loud: "Ha... don’t worry, I don’t like girls. I was just fooling them."

"Oh."

That’s good.

We wouldn’t suit each other.

"Are you participating later?"

"Yep, how about that, you couldn’t tell, right? I’m a professional!" Liu Jinli patted her chest, flipping her short hair proudly.

Chuzheng remained skeptical.

Liu Jinli lavishly praised herself to Chuzheng, then invited her to sit in the passenger seat later to witness her skills.

Chuzheng: "..."

No!

I refuse!

Value life, keep away from racing, starting with me.

"Who let him in? Throw him out!"

The youth staggered, nearly falling, his voice slightly loud, catching Chuzheng and Liu Jinli’s attention.

Chuzheng glanced in that direction.

The crowd was pointing at the young man, showing emotions of disgust, disdain, and schadenfreude.

"How did he sneak in?"

"Get him out fast; he’s so filthy, how long has it been since he bathed."

"What’s that smell, it’s awful, where’s security? Get him out quick."

The youth seemed a bit lost amidst the staring, but soon locked onto a direction.

"Master Zhuo, please give me a break."

The person called Master Zhuo was dressed in a neat suit, disgustedly holding his nose: "What a buzzkill, get him out quick."

Youth: "Master Zhuo, please be lenient, spare us just this once, I’m begging you!"

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The youth kept pleading to Master Zhuo, but most of the people were just watching the spectacle.

Seeing this youth as entertainment to pass their boring time.

Liu Jinli had already told Chuzheng about the youth’s background.

The youth used to be part of their circle but was on the lower tier.

Later, for some reason, he offended someone from the Zhuo Family.

With the Zhuo Family backed by the Cui Family, ending someone was just a matter of saying it.

Now the Zhuo Family’s forcing him into ruin, and he somehow snuck in to beg for mercy.

"What did he just say his name was?"

"Xiao Dian."

Chuzheng casually put down her cup, stood up, and walked over.

Liu Jinli paused, quickly hurried after Chuzheng.

Xiao Dian had just been kicked to the ground by Master Zhuo, who was preparing to kick again.

As the kick was about to land on Xiao Dian, a gust of wind swept past, causing Master Zhuo’s calf to go slightly numb, tipping him to the side uncontrollably.

Someone nearby quickly caught him, avoiding the fate of falling.

"Damn!" Master Zhuo steadied himself, his anger spiking: "Who was that!"

Clearly someone had kicked him!

Chuzheng grabbed Xiao Dian’s clothes, pulling him up.

Xiao Dian was indeed quite scruffy, with a stubbly beard, swollen eyes, and bruised eyelids—put him in a backdrop, and he could star in a ghost film.

Xiao Dian, surprised, looked at the girl who lifted him—he didn’t recognize her...

Was she standing up for him?

Master Zhuo squinted his eyes at Chuzheng: "Who are you?"

"Master Zhuo, she’s Mo Chuzheng, the adoptive daughter of the Fei Family." Someone immediately answered.

"Adoptive daughter?" Master Zhuo recalled: "The Oil Bottle, right?"

The Fei Family was always under public attention, and Chuzheng’s story had spread everywhere, where people unanimously called her the Oil Bottle.

Called the adoptive daughter of the Fei Family, in their eyes, she was probably less than a servant.

After all, Chuzheng had no blood ties with the Fei Family and wasn’t voluntarily adopted by them.

"Yeah, that’s her."

Master Zhuo spat disdainfully: "Little squirt, you’re impressive, wanting to stand up for Xiao Dian?"

Chuzheng stood with her spine straight: "Not really."

"Then what do you want? Are you looking for trouble?" Master Zhuo’s eyes narrowed maliciously. Was this girl crazy? A powerless, statusless adoptive daughter daring to stand up and oppose him.

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