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The small courtyard where Feng Ya lives.

In the living room, the soft light was on, and Feng Ya and Long Yutian sat on the sofa face to face.

Feng Ya looked at Long Yutian with a gentle smile and said, "Ah Yu, come to me so early in the morning, is there anything urgent?" ”

Long Yutian directly called up the photos in his mobile phone, then put the mobile phone on the coffee table between the two of them, and said coldly: "You can see it yourself." ”

Feng Ya frowned suspiciously, reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, looked down carefully, and suddenly said with some surprise: "Who is this girl?" Why does he look so similar to Xiao Liu'er? ”

Long Yutian sneered, "Mr. Feng, the play has ended, don't act, tell me, where is Fengjiu." ”

Feng Ya's expression was suddenly a little displeased, she threw her phone on the coffee table, and said lightly: "Ah Yu, what do you mean by this?" What am I playing? Also, what do you mean when you ask me where Xiao Liu'er is? Where is Xiao Liu'er, don't you know?

"Four years ago, it was you who suddenly came to tell me that Xiao Liu'er accidentally fell into the water and drowned in your brook garden, and it was your old lady who personally cremated her, and then you buried her ashes in your Long family's cemetery in the name of your wife, and now you come to me and ask me where she is?"

Feng Ya paused, as if she suddenly thought of something, her expression instantly eased a little, and said in a tone of implicit concern: "Ah Yu, are you missing Xiao Liu'er too much and lost your mind?" Why don't I take your pulse......"

"No, I'm sober." Long Yutian looked at him coldly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of mockery, "Mr. Feng, you thought you helped Feng Jiu escape four years ago, can you help her escape again this time?" ”

Feng Ya sighed, "Ah Yu, it seems that you are really sick......"

"Enough!" Long Yutian stood up suddenly, looked down at Feng Ya, and almost gritted his teeth, "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, I'll catch her with my own hands." ”

With that, he picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and strode away.

Feng Ya stared at his arrogant and upright back, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said to herself: "Sure enough, it's a bad fate, Xiao Liu'er, you've done your best for the teacher, you can do it yourself......"

……

Four o'clock in the morning.

Yimeishan Sunshine Welfare Institute.

Dean Meng Zhen put on a coat and slowly walked through the quiet and cold corridor to the door of her office.

The door was open, and she saw a tall man standing in front of the window, dressed in a well-cut suit, with a tall and arrogant back, exuding a noble and extraordinary atmosphere from the inside out.

Meng Zhen has lived most of his life, and he has seen many high-ranking and powerful men, but he has never been so nervous as he is now, when facing this young commander.

Her steps paused involuntarily, took a deep breath, and then curled the corners of her mouth into a proper smile, and walked steadily inside.

"Hello, Commander Dragon." Meng Zhen is neither humble nor arrogant.

Long Yutian turned around and looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him, with her hair coiled, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with a gentle smile and elegant manners, exuding a faint bookish aura all over her body.

Long Yutian bowed his head to her slightly, and said in a deep voice: "You are Dean Meng Zhen?" ”

Meng Zhen smiled and said, "Yes, I am Meng Zhen, Commander Long, please sit down first, I'll pour you a cup of tea......"

"Don't bother." Long Yutian stared at her and said lightly, "Let's talk about business directly." ”