187 Torment
Regarding Yingge's words about betraying her own young lady without hesitation, Feng Fenghua said that she was no longer able to complain.
He simply stopped looking at the two of them, got up and turned to go upstairs.
She needs to be quiet.
Seeing that she was indeed fine, Bo Yan did not catch up.
Seeing Feng Fenghua's back enter the house, he turned around and went downstairs.
Cai Zhiwen gradually came to his senses at this time and realized his situation.
Seeing Bo Yan coming in a red dress, he only felt a cold wind coming, and he subconsciously shrank his neck.
At this time, in the hut, except for Cai Zhiwen, only Bo Yan remained.
What kind of character Bo Yan is, Cai Zhiwen doesn't know much.
Although he studied in the same college, Bo Yan did not go to the college much.
He walked slowly towards him.
The oncoming cold wind was as if it had entered the depths of winter, and the biting cold was cold to the bottom of my heart.
The yellow sunlight is not warm at all, but looks particularly bleak.
Seeing that the pair of feet with gold wire trimmed horsehead boots stopped in front of his eyes, Cai Zhiwen's pupils shrank.
Want to play dead.
But his body trembled with fear.
Where can it be loaded?
Bo Yan slowly squatted down in front of him, where was there still half a bit of gentleness in a pair of peach blossom eyes, it was actually the cold ice that was frozen, and the cold person's heart trembled.
Cai Zhiwen was trembling all over, and he even forgot about the struggle.
is obviously still that bewildering face, but this lesson makes him feel as if he has seen death.
The corners of Bo Yan's mouth hooked a faint smile, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and it became more and more cold like ice.
"How?" The thin lips like flower petals went up and down, and the words spit out were unusually slow, "Scared? β
When he said these two words, Cai Zhiwen clearly saw the strong ridicule and disdain in Bo Yan's eyes.
Although he was frightened at this time, as the only son of the Cai family, he was also used to being rampant and domineering in Weiyang City, where could he tolerate others to say half of the word "afraid"?
Hearing Bo Yan say this, Cai Zhiwen was furious.
didn't care about the fear of Bo Yan, so he stiffened his neck and said angrily: "Who is afraid? You're scared! β
Hearing the clamor downstairs, Feng Fenghua hooked her lips slightly, Ruyu's slender hand held the teacup, took a sip elegantly, looked through the complicated pear blossoms, and looked at the group of people outside the courtyard.
Baili Wanrou had already been sent back by Feng Fenghua.
No matter how chaotic things are here, there is no need to let Baili Wanrou drag the sick body to deal with it.
The old lady sat in a wheelchair and looked at the people who were just shouting, but couldn't get in.
Are these people really stupid enough to find someone and threaten to get in?
That's what she did last time.
How did the old lady know that the last time she helped Feng Qian to get Feng Fenghua's clothes, it was Feng Fenghua who put the water at all, otherwise, where would she be able to get that dress.
However, now, Feng Qian has already worn that dress twice.
Well, it's time to close the net.
"You go and talk to Bo Yan, don't kill people." A gentle voice sounded slowly, as if praising the tea in his hand for being delicious, "It's not fun to die." β
If you hear the previous sentence, you will probably think that this girl is a kind person after all.
But Feng Fenghua was unhurried, and said the second half of the sentence without being salty or light.
The corners of Yingge's mouth twitched, and she said yes and went downstairs.
She said, how could her young lady be a soft person? Sure enough, she was still too naΓ―ve.
How could Miss sympathize with someone who wanted to harm her?
Yingge passed Bo Yan's words to Bo Yan word for word.
Originally, hearing the front, Cai Zhiwen felt a little relieved in his heart.
However, when he heard that the reason why Feng Fenghua didn't let him die was because he was afraid that it would not be fun, Cai Zhiwen almost collapsed.
Bo Yan's mood didn't change much, but he secretly thought in his heart, well, she is worthy of being the woman she fancies, and this courage is unattainable for others.
Downstairs, Bo Yan tortured Cai Zhiwen physically and mentally, so scared that Cai Zhiwen's nerves almost collapsed.
Feng Fenghua sat upstairs, drinking tea leisurely, as if the purgatory downstairs and the hustle and bustle outside the courtyard had nothing to do with her.
Feng Jiu took away the people who were watching the excitement, and the rest of the people were just Hai Mengxue, the old lady, and the people who were waiting for them closely.
Feng Fenghua ignored this, and just watched the play.
She is not the White Lotus Mother, and she is not in the habit of helping people casually.
What's more, these people's mouths are really unclean, and she is afraid of getting her hands dirty.
From time to time, there was a miserable cry in the attic, and the few people outside had already heard their scalps tingling.
At this time, I didn't care whether the person who made the voice was a man or a woman, and I forgot what they were here today.
After a while, the courtyard was back to its former cleanness.
Baili Wanrou heard that screams were coming from Feng Fenghua's attic, so she sent Twilight Cloud over to inquire.
Yingge went out in person and only said one sentence: "Miss said, let the county lord not have to worry." It was just a wild boar, and if you kill it, you'll be done. β
After Yingge passed on Feng Fenghua's words, he didn't go upstairs again, but stood aside and watched Bo Yan's torture methods.
After Bo Yan tortured Cai Zhiwen half to death, the corners of her mouth were already twitching and numb.
This aunt is really as brutal as her young lady.
Therefore, these people are really not long-sighted, and they dare to offend her young lady, isn't this self-defeating?
Oh no!
Miss has too many ways to torture people, making life worse than death.
Twilight was also a little worried, but seeing that Yingge said it lightly, she didn't ask any more.
The young lady has changed, and her temperament is no longer as leaky as before.
That's a good thing.
In Jinglan Garden, Baili Wanrou asked Twilight Yuntui to say that she was sick and would no longer see visitors.
Hai Mengxue and Mama Hai went a few times, and knew that she didn't care about this matter, so she lost it all.
Only Feng Qian in the ancestral hall, when she heard the screams that kept coming from Qiongyu Pavilion, her face was already pale with fright.
She didn't know what means Feng Fenghua used.
But listening to the voice, I felt that my scalp was numb, for fear that Cai Zhiwen would not be able to bear it, so he confessed to her.
Seeing her like this, Hongmei also understood a little, and hurriedly comforted: "Miss, don't worry, it's that Young Master Cai said something that shouldn't be said, there is no evidence, can they still wronged people?" β
This was said in a vague manner, as if Cai Zhiwen would bite people indiscriminately and wronged her young lady.
When Feng Qian heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up.
Yes!
Even if Cai Zhiwen says something, they have no evidence, how can they bear her?
Thinking about it like this, my mood is much better, and I blurt out words of appreciation without hesitation: "Hmm! Or Hongmei, you are smart. β
Although Feng Fenghua didn't know what means Bo Yan used, Cai Zhiwen screamed again and again.
However, listening to Cai Zhiwen's screams, the corners of her mouth hooked up a bloodthirsty sneer.
Call, call, and now there is a mouth to scream.
After a while, with Nangong Shang's temperament, I'm afraid that you won't even be able to speak.
Bo Yan was angry enough, and beckoned Chuang's people to take them away.
Yingge was very cold and danced and cleaned the hut herself.
Bo Yan naturally paced up to the second floor.