Chapter 112: Coerced Confessions

Such a thing is so ironic for the arrogant Josie.

"Feng Sanye. Tang Zeyan took a deep breath and walked to the bedroom door in the suite, "I have already brought the person you want." ā€

"What, Third Master Feng?" Mengmeng's face changed when she heard this, and her breathing became a little shorter.

God, she really couldn't imagine that she could have anything to do with Feng Tingchuan, the most powerful person in Haicheng, in her lifetime!

"I see. ā€

A man's cold and indifferent voice came from the room.

Footsteps followed. Feng Tingchuan walked out of the bedroom with a wine glass, and glanced at Mengmeng coldly.

That look made Mengmeng so amazing that she was suffocated.

"Feng Sanye ......"

Mengmeng couldn't help but open her mouth stupidly, and her face was full of longing.

Feng Tingchuan twisted his eyebrows slightly, and disgust appeared in his expression. After a pause, he asked in a deep voice, "Are you Mengmeng?"

"I—I'm a dream. Mengmeng's face flushed, "Third Master Feng, do you have any requirements for calling me?"

The undisguised desire and worship of money in her words are simply obvious. Feng Tingchuan couldn't help but sneer, even Josie was more shameless than this woman.

Such a good thing is also worthy of riding on Josie's head to spread wild?

Feng Tingchuan lowered his eyes, with undisguised mockery and contempt in his eyes: "Oh, is it?"

Mengmeng didn't see the danger coming: "When, of course it is!"

"Good. Feng Tingchuan lowered his eyes, his eyes were full of sarcasm, "Then you can talk about it-why you want to frame Josie." ā€

The corners of Mengmeng's lips instantly condensed.

After a long time, she finally found her voice: "Feng, Feng Third Master?"

"Why, can't you say it?" Feng Tingchuan looked at her coldly, "Since you can't say it, then I might as well say it for you." You and Josie have a feud because of what you reported last time, so you want to get revenge on her and make her regret it. Learned"

It's all right!

Mengmeng looked at Feng Tingchuan dumbfounded, dumbfounded.

Feng Tingchuan sighed and asked coldly: "Mengmeng, don't you know that Josie is my person." ā€

His people can wither, they can be crushed to dust by his commands. However, his person must not be so insulted by an insignificant outsider!

"You can go. Feng Tingchuan straightened up, losing the interest of continuing to interrogate Mengmeng, and said in a cold voice, "Tang Zeyan, you come in!"

Tang Zeyan came in when he heard this: "Third Master Feng, what do you command?"

"Send this woman away. Feng Tingchuan pointed at Mengmeng, his expression was pure disgust, "I want to see that she pays the price for her choice!"

"Okay, Feng Ye. ā€

Tang Zeyan agreed, and stepped forward to pull Mengmeng away.

Mengmeng came back to his senses from a strong sluggishness.

The feeling of being pulled by Tang Zeyan made her scream all of a sudden: "Go away! I don't want it, I don't want to-"

"Miss Mengmeng, please be quiet. Tang Zeyan smiled politely, but the force of his hand did not decrease at all, "I know you don't want to leave here, but please exercise restraint no matter what." Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you won't encounter anything more embarrassing. ā€

Tang Zeyan's tone was extremely gentlemanly, but the content of his words was clearly a warning. If she does leave here, then you can imagine what she will face next!

No, she definitely can't just leave. At the very least, she'll have to find a scapegoat!

Mengmeng's brain was spinning rapidly, and suddenly a flash of inspiration: "Miss An! Miss An asked me to do this!"

ā€œ......ā€

Tang Zeyan was stunned for a moment, and the strength in his hand loosened a little.

Feng Tingchuan's figure was stunned, and his eyes became bottomless.

Mengmeng took the opportunity to crawl to Feng Tingchuan's side, grabbed his trouser leg and cried: "Third Master Feng, I'm just a little princess in a private room, I have to offend people as little as possible to live a better life." Even if I don't like Josie anymore, I won't take action to fix her! If it weren't for someone fanning the flames behind my back, how could things have come to this?"

Feng Tingchuan lowered his eyes and asked in a cold voice: "You mean, the person who fanned the flames is quiet and gentle?"

"That's right!" Mengmeng nodded stubbornly. Even if she knew in her heart that Feng Tingchuan trusted Jingrou in every way, in order to get rid of her suspicion, she could only shake the pot hard, "Josie and I have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in the past, and the person who really has a deep hatred with Josie is actually Miss An!"

Feng Tingchuan stopped talking, his eyes were slightly cold.

Tang Zeyan looked at Mengmeng's back, and he was also thoughtful.

There was a long silence.

Mengmeng's back gradually crawled with cold sweat, and she couldn't speak.

It seemed that a century had passed, and Feng Tingchuan finally said in a deep voice: "Very good, you can go." ā€

"Yes, yes, Feng Sanye, I'll go. ā€

Mengmeng was relieved to be pardoned, and was about to get up and leave.

"Wait!" Feng Tingchuan stopped her again, with a warning tone, "I don't want any outsiders to hear about today's events. If you do tell it to outsiders, be careful with your own life. ā€

"Yes, Third Master Feng, I understand. ā€

Mengmeng nodded in agreement, and then crawled away.

After Mengmeng left, Feng Tingchuan sat on the sofa for a long time and did not make a sound.

Tang Zeyan thought for a while, and called him tentatively: "Third Master Feng?"

ā€œ......ā€

Feng Tingchuan glanced at him silently, his eyes cold to the marrow.

"The woman just now was just a princess in a private room. Tang Zeyan coughed and asked softly, "Do you really want to accept her words?"

Feng Tingchuan asked rhetorically: "Why not?"

Tang Zeyan frowned slightly.

He thought about it, but in the end he didn't say anything more and bowed his head cautiously.

Feng Tingchuan looked at Tang Zeyan for a long time, and finally said coldly: "Very good, Tang Zeyan, you don't talk much." If you choose to be more talkative today, perhaps, I will choose to let you find another way. ā€

"Feng Sanye ......"

As soon as he heard this, Tang Zeyan suddenly sweated.

If it were replaced by Tang Zeyu, who had been inexplicably protecting the quiet and soft recently, I am afraid that he would have been kicked out by this time!

"You get out. Feng Tingchuan said in a deep voice, "Help me prepare the car and go to Qiao's house." ā€

"Okay, I got it. ā€

Tang Zeyan didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly prepared the car.

Half an hour later, Feng Tingchuan went to Qiao's house.

Hearing that Feng Tingchuan was coming, Jing Rou was suddenly overjoyed, and shook her wheelchair to welcome out of Qiao's house.

An Zhen followed her daughter, and she was also happy, and asked quietly and softly: "Isn't Feng Sanye very busy recently?"

"I heard so. Quiet and gentle smug stroked her hair, "Even if you are so busy, you haven't forgotten to come to me, it seems that Tingchuan has affection for me!"

"yes. At least your treatment is much better than Josie's!" An Zhen covered her mouth and snickered, "Anyway, this third master, he has you at the top of his heart." ā€