Tang Jiazi didn't understand what her mother-in-law was talking about.

"Escape? What do you mean? This is my home, why should I escape?"

Her mother-in-law was silent for a while before she spoke.

"Bo Fei is back!"

After saying that, her mother-in-law hurriedly hung up the phone as if she had said something terrible.

Listening to the busy "beep" sound coming from the phone, Tang Jiazi felt a chill in her body for no reason. She raised her head and looked at Feng Song blankly, her eyes confused and her face pale.

"Little Taoist Priest, what does she mean? Baifei is back, what does it mean? Baifei returned to his parents, so his mother hung up the phone, afraid that she would talk nonsense and let Baifei hear it, or... said

Bai Fei is coming back, so let me escape?!"

Tang Jiazi's mind was already in a mess. In panic, she grabbed Feng Song's arm and said, "Little Taoist Priest, please help me do the math. What's going on?"

Feng Song nodded and counted with his fingers——

"Bring it to you."

Feng Song made a gesture of pinching his fingers and took away Tang Jiazi's cell phone. Before Tang Jiazi could react, Feng Song had already dialed the number of "husband" on the cell phone.

It took a while before the call was answered. Baifei's voice rang from the phone. Baifei's voice was low and slightly tired.

"Honey, what's wrong?"

Hearing Baifei's voice, Tang Jiazi, who was in a panic, seemed to have found a backbone. She wanted to snatch the phone from Feng Song, but Feng Song turned sideways and said with a chuckle.

"Hi, hello, your wife's car hit the railing. There are some problems she's not sure about and she needs you to come back and deal with them."

Bai Fei's tone was very calm.

"Well, okay."

Just listening to the voice, I couldn't tell that Baifei was nervous at all, and he didn't ask Feng Song who he was, as if he knew everything.

This detail is different from the "husband who loves her very much" described by Tang Jiazi. Tang Jiazi couldn't care about it at the moment. Feng Song handed her the phone and she immediately covered it and whispered.

"My dear, I'm so scared. Can you come back soon? I have something to tell you. Our family...has been having problems! Someone is targeting me! Can you come back?"

Bai Fei's tone was even lower.

"Of course, dear."

Hearing Tang Jiazi's affirmative answer, Tang Jiazi's expression relaxed significantly. She exhaled a breath of turbid air and leaned against the wall to complain to Baifei.

"My dear, your parents are getting really weird. Your mother just called me and asked me to leave home and get me out of here? This is my home, why should I run away?"

"They are the ones who should escape!"

As Tang Jiazi spoke, Feng Song walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the house. The door of the villa opened, a luxury car slowly drove in, and the door of the villa slowly closed again.

The man sitting in the driver's seat of the sports car looked young, with fair skin and wearing a pair of elegant round-rimmed glasses. He didn't notice Feng Song and drove the car to the garage.

Feng Song narrowed his eyes, lowered his head and rolled up the buttons of his cuffs.

"By the way, Tang Jiazi, do you want the truth or love?"

Tang Jiazi was calling her dear husband "Boo Bo" on the phone. When she suddenly heard Feng Song's words, Tang Jiazi didn't react. When she did, her first reaction was to hang up the phone.

"Little Taoist Priest, what do you mean?"

Feng Song turned around in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"It means that there is definitely no love in the truth. If you want love... you might be embedded in the wall."

Tang Jiazi's hand holding the phone stiffened.

"What?!"

Not long after her words fell, the door of the villa opened, and the man who made her think about the night strode in. Because of Feng Song's words, Tang Jiazi did not rush forward according to his previous habit, but stood still.

move.

Bo Fei closed the door of the villa with his backhand, took off his coat and hung it at the entrance. His every move was domineering and elegant, "My dear, what's wrong with your car?"

Tang Jiazi's lips moved.

"Bumped."

Baifei nodded, raised his head and stared at Feng Song, his lips raised in a strange arc, which looked like a mockery, "Then you are Feng Song, the stepfather of a wealthy family who is very popular on the Internet, right? I didn't expect that Director Feng would still

You are very capable of doing these things."

Tang Jiazi couldn't understand what Baifei was talking about, so she hurriedly explained to her husband.

"I invited Master Feng Shui. I have always felt that there are ghosts in my home recently, so I asked Master Feng Shui to check the Feng Shui for me. As a result, Master Feng Shui really figured out the Feng Shui layout of the study room and bedroom at home..."

Tang Jiazi explained hurriedly and halfway through, Baofei shouted coldly.

"That's enough! Tang Jiazi, do you still want to quibble?!"

Tang Jiazi:……?

Tang Jiazi didn't know what Baifei was talking about or what he meant, "What am I quibbling about? Are you saying I hit the railing with my car? Then there's nothing I can do about it. I've been suffering from neurasthenia recently. I've been to the hospital and taken it.

Many medicines are of no use."

"It's not that I'm quibbling, but..."

Bo Fei strode up to Tang Jiazi, took out a document from the folder beside him, and slammed it on the coffee table in the living room.

"Get a divorce!"

Tang Jiazi was completely puzzled by Bai Feizheng's betrayal.

"Divorce? You haven't been home for so long, and then you come back and ask me for a divorce?! Baifei, do you have a woman outside?!"

Baifei sneered, glanced sideways at Feng Song, and then looked at his wife. His eyes were red and bloodshot, and it was obvious that he had not slept well all night.

"I have a woman outside?! Tang Jiazi, you have the nerve to tell me! It's you who has a mistress! It's okay for you to fool around outside, but you bring a wild man home to do it?!"

With this big hat on, even Feng Song, a woman disguised as a man, can't stand it.

Feng Song raised his eyebrows, folded his arms, and looked like he was watching a show.

Tang Jiazi picked up the document on the table, which had the words "Divorce Agreement" written on it. These words hurt her eyes. She was divorced by her husband without doing anything?!

Tang Jiazi took a deep breath and tore the "Divorce Agreement" into pieces!

"You had planned it for a long time! I and Feng Daochang are innocent, and you actually found this reason to divorce me?! Are you sick?"

Bo Fei frowned, "Let the judge decide whether you are clear or not. Anyway, I saw it clearly on the surveillance camera. The man and the woman were looking around in the room, and they even went into the bedroom and didn't come out for a long time."

"You said there's nothing wrong? How can you prove it?"

There is no surveillance in the bedrooms of the villa, but there is surveillance in the corridor.

Tang Jiazi looked at Baifei's tone carefully. She was very familiar with this tone. Baifei had gone through a lot of things from dating her to getting married, but Baifei had never blushed or been angry with her.

Baifei was so calm in the face of everything, which made her appreciate Baifei very much and believed that Baifei was different from others, so she habitually felt that Baifei was jealous or losing his temper.

Tang Jiazi felt that her husband was jealous. This was an internal conflict within the family.

"Xiao Dao Zhang and I went to the bedroom because..."

Feng Song suddenly spoke at this moment.

"No need to explain. What's the use of explaining something without evidence?"

Feng Song's words made Baifei's face turn cold.

The boy Baifei may have read too many domineering novels and put on a cold face, as if he thought he could release the air-conditioning like the hero of the novel. However, he did not release the air-conditioning, but Feng Song released the "hidden weapon".

Feng Song took out his mobile phone and pressed the three numbers "110". Instead of dialing, he showed the phone to Baifei.

"It's easy to investigate such an ambiguous matter. You can go directly to the hospital to collect evidence, or go to the house to collect evidence to see if there are any traces of x-rated behavior. So, should you call the police and let us verify it, or should I call the police to warn you about spreading rumors?
Chapter completed!