Sun Mengjiao's eyes turned lightly and looked at the man beside him.

The man was wearing a silk shirt with white flowers on a black background and a pair of black trousers underneath. A slightly curly head of hair that covers the ears. Probably because he has a beard, he looks a little bohemian.

Sun Mengjiao nodded at him, and the other party bowed slightly.

"Sit."

Zhao Zifeng walked to Sun Mengjiao's side and sat down. Then he raised his eyebrows lightly and spoke coldly to Yeling and the man.

"Yes. President. ”

Ye Ling answered, then pulled open the dining chair opposite Sun Mengjiao and said to the man.

"Big brother, sit."

Sun Mengjiao was stunned, and couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at the man again. Looking closely, the man's facial features are somewhat similar to Ye Ling.

The restaurant manager came in again and served four or five freshly baked dishes.

Sun Mengjiao took two bites, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the private room was a little weird. This strange atmosphere continued until Zhao Haotian finished eating.

"Ye Ling, you take Hao Hao out first."

Zhao Zifeng glanced at Ye Ling coldly, and said coldly.

"Okay."

Ye Ling immediately got up, walked to Zhao Haotian's side, and hugged him out.

The door of the private room closed again, and Zhao Zifeng looked sideways at Sun Mengjiao. The cold facial features were darkened by two points, and the color of his eyes was slightly complicated.

"Mengjiao, this is Ye Bo."

"Night Thin?!"

Sun Mengjiao's eyes tightened, and the chopsticks in her hand instantly fell on the dining table. Emotions soared, and the ensuing anger stained her dark eyes. Qingwan's face turned crimson.

"It's you......"

Ye Bo on the other side put down his chopsticks and lowered his eyes slightly, worthy of meeting her angry gaze.

"Hello, Miss Sun."

"Why are you hurting my aunt?"

Sun Mengjiao looked at him, her chest and abdomen burned with raging anger, and her heart rose and fell violently.

Zhao Zifeng, who was sitting on the side, no longer spoke, like a bystander, watching quietly.

Ye Bo twitched the corners of his lips, and his eyes were slightly dark.

"Miss Sun, I didn't do your aunt's business."

"Don't admit it?"

Sun Mengjiao sneered.

"I work at night, and I never dare to admit it."

"Really?"

Sun Mengjiao's eyes tightened, and she angrily took out her mobile phone from her handbag and opened the album. Find the two 'important' photos that Xiao Han sent her.

"How do you explain this?"

Ye Bo raised his eyebrows and glanced at the phone she held up.

On the winding mountain road, two cars are one in front and one behind. The car in front of him was Xiao Zhen's car.

"What does this prove?"

"The car behind, you dare to say it's not yours?"

Sun Mengjiao asked angrily.

"It's true that this car is mine, but it's not me who is driving."

Ye Bo raised his eyebrows lightly and replied in a cold voice.

"Of course it's not you, who would be stupid enough to do this kind of thing by themselves."

Sun Mengjiao was furious.

"Miss Sun, do you have any other evidence?"

Ye Bo didn't care at all when he faced her questioning. The corners of his lips even hooked a disdainful smile.

“……”

Seeing him with such an attitude, Sun Mengjiao was even more angry in her heart. She bit her lip and swiped the phone screen to open a call recording.

"Ye Shao, I will find a way to lead Xiao Hao onto that winding mountain road, and you will act when the opportunity comes."

"Hmm."

"Remember, don't leave your mouth alive."

"Okay."

The call recording, although brief, revealed extremely important information.

"How do you explain this?"

Sun Mengjiao held her phone tightly, and her dark pupils shrank. At the bottom of his eyes, there was a heavy color of blood.

"I haven't received a call like this?"

Ye Bo's face was calm, and he was so cold and silent that he spoke. The amber eyes reflected Sun Mengjiao's angry little face, but there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in it.

"Mr. Zhao, this is what you told me, 'I will definitely find it out'?!"

Sun Mengjiao saw that the other party still didn't admit it, and she was so angry that her lungs were about to explode. Turning his head, he looked at Zhao Zifeng, who was speechless.

"I deliberately asked him to come over, just to find out."

Zhao Zifeng's eyes drooped slightly, his eyes were bright, and his voice was clear.

Xiao Han, this woman, is really not simple. Unable to help him, he began to start with the people around him.

"The evidence is in front of him, and he doesn't admit it, how do you want to check?"

Sun Mengjiao raised her voice, and her voice trembled a little. A tingling pain in the corner of the eye.

Four years ago, if it wasn't for Xiao Zhen's sudden accident, she would not have lost herself and her dignity like that. No matter how hard she tried in the future, that incident was like a soldering iron, nailing her to the pillar of shame.

"You calm down first."

Zhao Zifeng saw that she was about to cry, stretched out his hand, and put his big palm on the back of her hand.

"You let go of me......"

Sun Mengjiao, who had been holding back, couldn't hold back any longer, raised her hand, broke free, and said loudly to him.

"Zhao Zifeng, are you with him?!"

“……”

When Zhao Zifeng heard this, his dark pupils shrank suddenly. There was a dull pain in my heart. The angular facial features instantly sharpened a little.

"You kept preventing Xiao Han from meeting with me, and I knew there was a problem here. Sure enough......"

Sun Mengjiao slashed at him, her little face was red and white. The sourness is soaked in anger and rushes upward, the throat is blocked, and the nasal passages are astringent. With each breath, it was as if thousands of silver needles had been inhaled into the lungs. The pain and sadness made her unable to hold back any longer, and tears rolled down.

It was only then that she had a crush on this man, and felt that he was not as ruthless as rumored. I didn't expect to be slapped in the face so soon.

He's scarier than the rumors.

When Zhao Zifeng saw her like this, he felt sorry in his heart. His face was covered with a gloomy color.

"Miss Sun, you misunderstood ...... Zhao"

As soon as Ye Bo on the other side spoke, Zhao Zifeng looked at him.

Ye Bo shook his head slightly, picked up the teacup in front of him, and took two sips of the tea that was already cold.

"Sun Mengjiao, you don't believe me?"

Zhao Zifeng retracted his gaze, tilted his head slightly, and asked coldly at Sun Mengjiao.

"Why should I trust you?"

Sun Mengjiao raised her head, her eyes filled with mist.

Ye Bo looked at her, and there was a trace of trance. She looks like this, she really looks a little like Xiao Zhen back then.

"Just because you are my ......"

Zhao Zifeng stopped again in the middle of speaking. In his heart, he seemed to have a long sword inserted. How was he going to explain it to her.

"I look alike your ex-girlfriend, don't I?"

Sun Mengjiao's eyes were red and she sniffed.

"Miss Sun, you know that Mr. Zhao is ...... for you"

"Night Thin!"

Zhao Zifeng frowned and interrupted Ye Bo with a loud voice.

Mr. Zhao ...... Forget it, I won't talk about it......"

Yabo leaned back, his legs folded. This is the second time Zhao Zifeng has stopped him. It seems that he really has feelings for Xiao Zhen's niece.

It's just, what's the deal with the 'ex-girlfriend'?

Zhao Zifeng didn't let him speak, so he really didn't speak anymore. He took the teapot and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

"Sun Mengjiao, I always thought you were a smart girl, but I didn't expect you to be so stupid."

The word 'stupid', Zhao Zifeng bit a little hard. Obviously, Sun Mengjiao's sentence just now stung him.

"Yes, I'm stupid, that's why I believe you."

Sun Mengjiao, who was in a rage, lost her mind a little, and as soon as Zhao Zifeng's voice fell, she gritted her teeth and replied.

“……”

Zhao Zifeng has seen her arrogance, her brightness, and her strength and persistence. I have never seen her so unreasonable. If it was someone else, he would have already gotten up and left indifferently. On the contrary, she is the person she wants to protect for the rest of her life.

"Mr. Zhao, have nothing to say?"

Sun Mengjiao had tears in her eyes and slashed at him fiercely.

The hateful gaze pierced Zhao Zifeng's heart, and his deep narrow eyes shrank. He resisted the stinging pain in his heart and slowly opened his mouth.

"Sun Mengjiao, drink saliva and calm down."

After speaking, he took the teapot and poured a cup of hot water into the cup in front of Sun Mengjiao.

The fragrance of tea floated, and Sun Mengjiao's eyes became more and more misty.

"Sun Mengjiao, I told you that Xiao Han is a poisonous snake. She sent you these so-called evidences, just to force me to release Zhao Mengxi. ”

Ye Bo had never seen Zhao Zifeng talk to anyone with such a good temper, so he was stunned and wanted to speak, but he was worried that Zhao Zifeng would reprimand him again. Simply, stay out of the matter and drink tea by yourself.

"I don't care what her purpose is, I just want to know the truth."

Sun Mengjiao's hands on her lap clenched into fists. A trace of pain flashed from the reddened eyes. Under the light, her face was as pale as snow.

"Even if you know the truth, so what?"

Zhao Zifeng suppressed his voice and said in a low voice.

"How? Of course, to bring to justice the people who hurt my aunt. ”

Sun Mengjiao was so excited that her voice trembled.

"She's locked up."

The cold voice reached Sun Mengjiao's ears, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Mr. Zhao, are you kidding?"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Zhao Zifeng's thin lips opened lightly, and there was a dark tide surging in his narrow eyes.

"The murderer is obviously ......"

Sun Mengjiao's eyes turned and looked at Ye Bo, who was sitting opposite, and her heart slowly sank.

"Zhao Mingyue."

The name that Zhao Zifeng coldly spit out made Sun Mengjiao's body stiffen, her pale face became even whiter, and there was an endless chill all over her body.

"Even if she is the mastermind, he is an accomplice."

Those two photos and that recording made Sun Mengjiao have no way not to believe that this matter has nothing to do with Yebo. Zhao Zifeng was so partial to him, he was afraid that he was also involved.

When Ye Bo heard this, the fingers holding the teacup suddenly tightened, and the bones turned blue.

"Miss Sun, I said, I didn't do this."

"Mr. Night, can you go talk to the police?"

Sun Mengjiao sneered.

"No, you can't."

"Heh......"

Sun Mengjiao let out a sneer unconsciously.

"Don't dare?!"

"It's not that I don't dare to ......"

Ye Bo let go of his stacked legs, and his face instantly became a little gloomy.

"Sun Mengjiao, photos and recordings, I'll find out."

Zhao Zifeng's eyes sank, and he opened his mouth faintly.

"No need, Mr. Zhao."

Sun Mengjiao held her mobile phone and stood up.

"Sun Mengjiao, sit down."

Zhao Zifeng stretched out his hand and pulled her.

"Let it go."

Sun Mengjiao struggled to shake off his hand, and walked to the door of the private room with her bag.

Zhao Zifeng reacted very quickly, and then stood up and grabbed her wrist again. His palm was warm and cold. The cold and cool breath lingers with the chilly air.

Sun Mengjiao struggled again, but she couldn't break free.

"You let me go."

The bag in Sun Mengjiao's hand smashed into Zhao Zifeng's heart.

Seeing this, Ye Bo walked quickly to them. He wanted to make a move.

"Mr. Zhao."

"You go out first."

Zhao Zifeng glanced at him coldly, his eyes were very dark.

"Okay."

Ye Bo turned around and left.

"Let Ye Ling send Hao Hao back to Xizhou."

Zhao Zifeng looked at his back and said again.

Ye Bo paused, turned his head slightly, glanced at the two of them, and responded lightly.

"Yes."

"Zhao Zifeng, you let me go."

Sun Mengjiao continued to struggle, staring at Zhao Zifeng fiercely with a pair of watery eyes. The beads on the long eyelashes slowly rolled down, bleak and beautiful.

"Sun Mengjiao, calm down."

Zhao Zifeng pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly with both hands.

Sun Mengjiao suddenly felt that she couldn't breathe, and she was so angry that she pushed him with her hand. Fingers touched his strong chest, his heart pounding, blood rushing to his brain.

This action did not push the other party away for half a point, but the two of them fit more tightly.

His heartbeat was strong, and it was just as fast.

"Zhao Zifeng, what do you want to do?"