When Fang Jiayin heard this, his face changed abruptly, and fierce hatred flashed in his eyes, Liu Changfu looked at it, and he was afraid, he hurriedly changed the topic, "Then you have to tell me your plan, right?" ”

Fang Jiayin walked to Liu Changfu's side and leaned into his ear......

……

In the dead of night, the door of the first trench was also quiet, and the signboard on the door was flashing in purple and red.

Yan Rusheng and Ming Ansheng walked out of the door side by side, chatting as they walked.

Suddenly, a woman's figure came out of the shadows and stopped in front of them.

Yan Rusheng's face sank, and his eyes looked coldly at the woman in front of him with a weak face.

"Ah...... Mr. Yan. ”

Fang Jiayin was wearing a white underdress, with a burgundy leather coat on the outside, and her watery eyes stared at Yan Rusheng.

That perfect and beautiful face, under the flashing neon lights, is so moving.

However, the faces of the two men in front of him did not show the slightest pity for jade, especially Yan Rusheng, whose expressions were as cold as frost.

"Miss Fang, what are you doing?"

The pretended rusty tone was mixed with undisguised disgust.

Fang Jiayin's hand holding the bag strap tightened slightly, she looked at Ming Ansheng beside Yan Rusheng, and stopped talking.

Yan Rusheng didn't want to deal with her anymore, raised his feet and was about to leave, but Fang Jiayin suddenly called out to him, "Ah Sheng...... Can I talk to you alone? ”

"Miss Fang, I seem to have reminded you more than once, calling me Mr. Yan or Mr. Yan." Yan Rusheng stopped, his face was cold, and in his deep black eyes, his disgust became more obvious, and he said: "Ming Shao is not an outsider, I know everything about him." ”

Fang Jiayin bit her lip and nodded, then opened her mouth again, "That...... Can you borrow a step? ”

Yan Rusheng did not rush to answer Fang Jiayin, but first turned his head and exchanged glances with Ming Ansheng, the two looked at each other, and a meaningful smile quickly flashed in their eyes.

Then Yan Rusheng nodded to Fang Jiayin, "Yes." ”

There was a 24-hour café right next door, and they moved into it and sat down in one of the corners.

One person asked for a glass of boiled water.

Yan Rusheng crossed his legs, leaned lazily on the soft sofa, looked at Fang Jiayin opposite, and waited for her to speak.

Fang Jiayin held the water cup and hesitated for a while before speaking, "My uncle said...... Is it true that you are the one who reported him? ”

Yan Rusheng asked funny: "Miss Fang, are you questioning me?" What if it's true? What if it's not true? ”

Fang Jiayin hurriedly shook her head and explained, "No, no, I didn't mean that." ”

After speaking, she quickly glanced at Ming Ansheng beside Yan Rusheng, his eyebrows were smiling, the smile was deep, and the irony was obvious.

She held the cup with both hands tightly, trying to restrain the self-esteem that was clamouring in her heart, still looking weak, and explained with a hint of crying: "Four years ago, I really didn't do that kind of thing to you, that news was obviously someone wanted to frame me, we were in love at that time, I didn't need to do that." ”

Yan Rusheng sneered, "Then you mean, you were the one who spent the night with me that night?" ”

Behind his cold smile was the fury of wanting to rush over and strangle her.

If it weren't for the illusion created by this woman, pretending to be lifelike, how could Lifelike be hurt so much?

He can't make it up for it in this life.

Pregnancy, miscarriage, a person helpless.

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