A fashion queen

"We...we are fine. We just had a small, trivial dispute just now. But, oh my god, my heart is still pounding so hard. I'm really scared!" Bai Feifei complained to Cui Xueying coquettishly.

Cui Xueying carefully placed the object she was holding tightly in her hand on the antique sandalwood table. Then, she said to Song Yuhang, "Fei Fei is one of my best friends. She's pure and kind-hearted, and she definitely doesn't have any bad intentions. So please don't make things difficult for her, okay?"

Hearing this, Song Yuhang couldn't help but sneer, and the laughter was full of disdain and ridicule: "Hmph, you actually protect her so much? Do you really know what kind of person she is?" As he spoke, he looked up and down at Bai Feifei with suspicion. This woman was really cunning. She gained Xue Ying's trust so quickly.

"Of course I know!" Shen Xueying glared back at Song Yuhang without showing any weakness, and continued in a firm tone, "Fei Fei has always been so innocent. She is simply a rare good girl in this world. No matter what others think, I have no doubt about it!"

Seeing Shen Xueying defending Bai Feifei like this, Song Yuhang was immediately furious, his face flushed, his chest heaving violently, and he opened his mouth several times but couldn't say a word.

At that moment, Bai Feifei, who had been silently weeping nearby, suddenly burst into tears, her tears sobbing like a pear blossom in the rain, pitiful and heartbreaking. She sobbed and said to Shen Xueying, "Wuwuwu... Sister Xueying, it seems like my presence here will only cause you trouble and upset everyone. I'd better leave quickly. I don't want to ruin the deep bond between you and Brother Song because of me." Before she finished speaking, she abruptly turned around and made a move to leave quickly.

"Fei Fei, don't go!" Shen Xueying held Bai Fei Fei's hand tightly, her eyes filled with anxiety and earnestness, her voice trembling slightly with excitement: "I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter thoroughly, please give me a little more time."

Song Yuhang stood aside, silently watching the scene before him. His heart was a whirlwind of emotions, a complex mix that made him feel a bit indescribable. He saw Shen Xueying so nervous about Bai Feifei, while Bai Feifei also looked at Shen Xueying with trust. The tacit understanding between the two of them was like an invisible wall, isolating him from the outside.

At this moment, Mo Yunting gently walked over to Song Yuhang, raised his right hand, gently patted his shoulder, and then said earnestly: "Yuhang, perhaps you really misunderstood this time. I happened to hear her brother mention some things that happened between you before, but that's all in the past. You have to believe Xueying. Since she and Bai Feifei can become such close friends who can talk about anything, there must be some special reason, isn't it?"

After hearing what Mo Yunting said, Song Yuhang was silent for a moment. He knew that what Mo Yunting said made sense, but the anger in his heart still could not be calmed down.

"If I knew she still wanted to hurt you, I would definitely not let her off!" Song Yuhang's eyes widened with anger, veins popping out on his forehead. After slamming these words, he turned and left resolutely. His resolute figure seemed to carry endless anger and determination, which made people shudder.

Watching Song Yuhang walk further and further away until he disappeared from sight, Mo Yunting sighed helplessly and shook his head slowly. He knew that once Song Yuhang got angry, even nine oxen could not stop him, but as for the reason for his anger this time, even he himself was confused.

"Yun Ting, what happened to him? Why is he so angry?" Cui Xueying asked with a puzzled look on her face. Her beautiful big eyes blinked, as if she wanted to get a reasonable explanation from Mo Yun Ting.