After Pompeii finished the interview, he received a call from Yan Ruifeng.

"Babe, I'm in the lounge, Zhang Hai, Fan Ya and the others are all here. Do you want to come and chat together and have some snacks? I haven't eaten so late, so I must be hungry. They all miss you and want to see you."

Pompeii was also walking towards the lounge, and her assistant and the things she brought were all placed in the lounge.

She politely declined Yan Ruifeng: "No, I'm not hungry."

Yan Ruifeng scratched his head, stood at the door, and looked into the lounge. Several old friends of Pompeii were winking and hinting that he would call Pompeii over quickly.

But Pompeii refused to come, and Yan Ruifeng had no choice.

It's also a coincidence.

Pompeii and Yan Ruifeng did not hang up the phone, and passed by the lounge where Yan Ruifeng was.

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This is all right in front of you. Yan Ruifeng can let Pompeii go. He stood in front of Pompeii and smiled and said in her ear: "Don't be afraid, everything is the same as before. I'll support you with my brother."

In the lounge, Zhang Hai and Fan Ya noticed the movement at the door.

Zhang Hai leaned his head and Fan Ya stood up directly, walked to the door, but did not go out of the threshold, her posture was quite like the host greeting the guest, and her smile was thoughtful: "Babe, it's been a long time since I came back, why didn't hello when I came back?"

Pompeii glanced over with indifferent eyebrows and frozen on Fan Ya's face. He curled his lips and smiled: "What are you still pretending to be like now? You might as well stop calling Fan Ya, just call him a slut."

Fan Ya's smile froze on her face. After a second, it quickly disappeared. The hand that reached out was also withdrawn.

Yan Ruifeng also found a little weird. At first he thought that Pompeii treated Fan Ya, just like he treated him, and simply didn't think of her. Now it seems that there is still some entanglement between Pompeii and Fan Ya.

Fan Ya is really a rich and beautiful woman, not cowardly. She bent her lips and her expression is quite decent, and she only pressed her eyes: "Babe, don't toast or not eat and drink, you are different now than before."

Yan Ruifeng was not happy, he frowned and glared at Fan Ya: "How the hell are you talking!"

Fan Ya's face turned pale. If Pompeii could call her a slut, she could not say Pompeii's harsh words?

People in the lounge came over, and many people were watching the fun were gathered in the corridor.

If anyone photographed this, they would be the hot search tomorrow.

Yan Ruifeng had a dark face, pulled Pompeii's wrist and pulled the man away.

Fan Ya stood at the door awkwardly, in a dilemma, but she still chose to walk into the lounge and close the door, so that the people watching the fun would be stopped outside.

Zhang Hai held the bottle of water, looked at Fan Ya suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong with you and Xiao Xianbei?"

Fan Yaya smiled slightly: "It's nothing, it's just that something happened at her family, I blamed me for not helping me."

Zhang Hai comforted her and said, "Hao, what happened to her family is not a trivial matter. No matter how much your family helps, it will be a drop in the bucket. After all, something big happened to her family, and she must be in a bad mood now. Don't bother with her."

Fan Ya fiddled with her delicate fingernails and said with a forced smile: "She is kind-hearted, I definitely don't care about her."

For a moment, the people in the lounge looked at each other. Of course, they wanted to see Pompeii, who has been a goddess since childhood.

These people all admire Pompeii, but they all helped Yan Ruifeng come up with advice and created several surprises for her. Those childish romances have long become part of their youth.

Even if the Pang family disappeared.

Pompeii is still a part of their memories that cannot be deleted.

But if Pompeii treats them like this, they are actually unable to resist.

He can't speak harshly, but he's in vain - not everyone is Yan Ruifeng, who has no bottom line tolerant of Pompeii.

Pompeii was pulled to the stairwell of the fire passage by Yan Ruifeng.

A goalkeeper was isolated from all the noise. Yan Ruifeng was so angry that he wanted to smoke a cigarette. He touched his pants pocket, but he didn't bring a cigarette or a lighter. He kicked the wall in anger. After a while, he lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong with you and Fan Ya?"

Pompeii leaned against the wall with his arms and answered simply: "She is with someone behind her back, waiting to see me joke."

She paused for a moment, and her tone was calm and lenient: "Actually, I had expected someone to take the blame, but I couldn't accept that the person was her."

Yan Ruifeng rubbed the corner of his mouth. He wanted to ask Fan Ya what he said behind his back, but if Pompeii recalled it again, wouldn’t it make her suffer from Lingchi’s pain again?

Forget it, no need to ask, Pompeii is just a little spoiled, not a conscience.

Fan Ya probably said something bad enough to make Pompeii so angry that he spoke badly in person.

Yan Ruifeng turned around and hugged Pompei tightly, with a heavy nasal voice: "Silly Xianbei, why don't you tell me? Are you still afraid that I won't protect you?"

"no."

She was just afraid that Yan Ruifeng would protect her too much.

Pompeii has been exposed to Pang Zhonglin's social style since childhood. She understood one truth at a very young age: debts must be paid, especially debts that are difficult to repay.

After her father passed away, she was automatically kicked out of the upper-class circle, which means that she had no bargaining chips to interact with.

How could she want something that she couldn't afford?

Yan Ruifeng smiled and let go of Pompeii, "I'm seeing you with me."

He bounced her forehead and said, "Okay, you'll pass this matter first. I'll help you remember it. Just treat it as a favor that your family helped me before. You won't have to refuse this, right?"

Pompeii said softly, and Yan Ruifeng even said this, and it would be boring to refuse.

"Babe, they saved up a game tonight and had a meal together. Are you going?"

"I won't go anymore, I'm really exhausted in the past half month."

"Okay, let's go."

"I have to go back to the lounge, my stuff is still inside."

After talking here, the two left the fire escape together.

When he went out, Pompeii saw his back at the corner at the end of the corridor outside, which was a bit like Yu Xing.

Pompeii withdrew his alienated vision.

What does it have to do with her? He will be busy tonight.

After Yan Ruifeng and Pompeii parted ways in the corridor, he asked Pompeii and Fan Ya’s former friends about this matter, and soon sent a vague chat screenshot.

In the screenshot, Fan Ya's name was coded, but he could probably guess what was said by Fan Ya.

Yan Ruifeng's face was so gloomy that he could drip. He couldn't help but call and asked, "It's been three years, why are this screenshot still there?"

"Uh, Brother Feng, I said don't be angry. There are many posts chatting about such gossip on the Internet... I found it in the post."

"Found all the posts and send them to me."

"...Okay. But Brother Feng, don't tell Yaya."

"OK."

Yan Ruifeng returned to the lounge.

This time his face was much better than before, and he talked and laughed at Zhang Hai and others, as if nothing had happened.

After a long time, Fan Ya forgot what he said to his friends at the beginning.

She couldn't tell what Pompeii knew, nor did she know what Pompeii would say to Yan Ruifeng. She asked with a smile while drinking water: "What did you talk to Pompeii? How is she doing now? Are you getting better?"

Yan Ruifeng nodded, smiled and showed a row of white teeth: "She is much better now."

He explained to everyone: "It's nothing. Whose family has no self-esteem? When Beibei is so popular, don't be stingy with me. All the gifts that should be prepared are ready for me. Wait for Beibei to step on the colorful clouds to see you."

When Zhang Hai heard Yan Ruifeng say this, he smiled and said, "No problem, my mother has so many gem necklaces. Then I will follow her safe."

Others responded one after another, some said they would help to make a courier set, and some said they would give a car.

Fan Ya tried to keep a smile and interrupted, "I will give Beibei a necklace at that time."

She said: "But the competition in the entertainment industry is not so easy to become popular. She is not young anymore."

Yan Ruifeng immediately pulled his face and threw his phone on the desktop, causing the lounge to be quiet.

Everyone looked at him together, what are you doing?

Who said the wrong thing?

No.

But Yan Ruifeng looked up at Fan Ya, and his tone was cold: "Fan Ya, how many times are you sour."

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Yan Ruifeng swears a lot, but this is the first time he has swears to his own people, and it is a girl who is swearing.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Fan Ya couldn't sit still, she pale her face, and left angrily with her bag.

Zhang Hai said carefully: "Brother Feng, Yaya is actually very pertinent and not unpleasant. You have known each other for so many years, so it would be better for you to scold her like this..."

Yan Ruifeng was holding a cigarette in his mouth, swallowing clouds and blew up, and his face was unhappy: "She said nothing, it was indeed very pertinent, but she insisted on saying it when I was happy to express my good wishes to Beibei. It was just like my son was just born and she said 'This child will die sooner or later', it was a bad thing, do you understand?"

Zhang Haiben did not think about his own people with malice. He heard Yan Ruifeng say this, that's the reason.
To be continued...