Chapter 1269
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Hearing Ye Qing Luo's question, Feng Ling's petite body shuddered.
Her gaze was immediately glued to Di Mo Xuan's body, a pair of reddened eyes and her wet eyelashes fluttered incessantly.
Just a moment later, the bean sized tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes.
Her pitiful look was obviously begging Di Mo Xuan not to expose her in front of everyone.
Feng Ling was very clear.
Under Ye Qing Luo's conscious guidance, these students had developed an extreme distrust towards her.
If Di Mo Xuan denied that she was his fiancée.
That also meant that the story she had fabricated earlier was indeed false.
Which meant that she was indeed like what Ye Qing Luo said, making use of everyone's sympathy, using everyone as a tool.
How indignant those students were to stand up for her just now.
After knowing the truth, how indignant they would be, accusing her of using and lying.
These students …..
They would peel off her skin!
Just imagining the consequences in her mind, Feng Ling's body couldn't stop trembling.
Di Mo Xuan didn't speak for a long time.
Her mood, was getting more and more uneasy.
Finally, Feng Ling couldn't hold it in any longer and directly rushed towards Di Mo Xuan's direction.
"Brother Mo Supreme, quickly answer them! Didn't you promise Grandma that you will do your best to protect Little Ling? "Feng Ling stretched out her hand, trying to hug Di Mo Xuan's arm.
In his words, he deliberately emphasized the word 'Grandma'.
But, the progress and Feng Ling's thoughts were completely in the opposite direction.
Her hand, had yet to touch Di Mo Xuan.
Di Mo Xuan dodged sideways.
Feng Ling's hand, froze in mid-air, looked at him incredulously.
That face which made her crazy, had no emotions at all.
That pair of eyes which made her intoxicated, was so cold as if it was quenched with ice.
He stood there, without any adornment in his master's robe, swaying in the wind, like a banished immortal.
His rosy thin lips, bit by bit, curled into an arc which made her sink in.
Feng Ling was so frightened that her delicate body trembled, almost crying out loud.
From Di Mo Xuan's action of avoiding her, Feng Ling had already guessed his choice.
"She, is not my fiancée." Di Mo Xuan's voice was calm, his expression indifferent.
His words were like needles stabbing into Wind Chimes' eardrums.
Her head was throbbing, and she could clearly hear something breaking in her chest …
"Brother Supreme Mo ….." Feng Ling miserably called out Di Mo Xuan's name. She could not believe that even if she brought out her grandmother, the man she loved still mercilessly exposed her.
Through the corner of her eyes, Feng Ling glanced at the girl who was standing on the other side and looking at her provocatively.
His cheeks felt like they were on fire.
A sense of humiliation arose spontaneously.
The person her Brother Di respected the most was her grandmother.
But now, for the sake of one woman and another woman … her Big Brother Di was even willing to disregard his own grandmother.
What was so good about Ye Qing Luo?
What was good about Ye Qing Luo?
Why did her Brother Di treat her in this way because of Ye Qing Luo?
The more Feng Ling thought about it, the more unbalanced she felt.
His hatred towards Ye Qing Luo intensified.
Suddenly, a quiet and low voice sounded in his ears.
His voice was so soft that only the two of them could hear him.
"Little Ling, don't waste all the kindness that your grandmother had painstakingly accumulated for you."
"You know very well that this Lord's patience is not good."
"She, is my reverse scale."
Just three simple sentences, but it seemed as if there were turbulent waves surging in Feng Ling's heart.
He …. was warning her?
He wanted to tell her.
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