When he was about to push the door in, he found that the door was locked from the inside!

"Yiman, I've made the call!" Ye Fengyun shouted: "Hurry up and open the door!"

"I'm not interested anymore! Go chat with your sister Qingcheng! I don't want to come with you!"

Lu Yiman's sour voice came from the room.

"This... Yiman, open the door! Sister Qingcheng, I just called to ask about your situation... nothing else. Look, it's a long night and it's so boring if we don't do something interesting... ..." Ye Fengyun said in a good and gentle way.

"Go away! I'm not in the mood today! Let's talk about it later when my sister is in a better mood." Lu Yiman spat directly.

"..."

Ye Fengyun was speechless secretly and thought to himself, Sister Qingcheng, why did you call me? Didn't this cause me...

That’s all.

Ye Fengyun could only go back to his room.

…

This is a boudoir like a princess in a fairy tale world.

Everything in this boudoir reveals an indescribable nobility.

And in the boudoir, there was a huge, soft bed covered with pink quilts.

A girl with a mask on her face sat there blankly with her arms wrapped around her knees.

However, her light blue eyes sparkled with a special look.

From her moving eyes, you can imagine that she is thinking of something special and beautiful in her mind at this time.

Indeed, the image of that night, when she was spurned by thousands of people and looked helpless, a young man, like a god descending from the sky, stood up for her and carried her out...

Whenever she thinks about this scene, her eyes always sparkle with a moving light like water.

However, as she thought about it, she sighed softly.

"Hey, I'm just an ugly guy, what's the use of thinking about this?"

She murmured to herself, her tone full of unwillingness and hatred.

She has a graceful and flawless figure, but a face that looks like a devil.

This made her living in this world feel like she was in purgatory, suffering from torture.

After a long time, she picked up a piece of paper next to the table.

And that piece of paper clearly contained Ye Fengyun's information.

Ye Fengyun's date of birth, where his hometown is, where he currently lives, and what position he holds...

There is even very detailed information about which women Ye Fengyun is friends with.

The masked girl stared blankly at the information for a long time, then tore the information into pieces and threw it away.

The information fell on her like snowflakes...

Tears rolled down from her eyes uncontrollably.

She lay on the bed blankly.

Trying hard to forget about that night.

But that image, that young man, always creeps into her mind like a demon, making her unable to get rid of it...

At this moment, a phone call woke her up.

She answered the phone, and Fu Bo's voice came over the phone: "Miss, I have two things to report to you."

"Uncle Fu, tell me." The masked girl said with difficulty.

"First, I have found out who was the assassin who assassinated Ye Fengyun's friend..." Fu Bo said.

"No matter... who it is! Kill... him!" The masked girl suddenly sat up and said bitterly: "I don't allow... anyone... to hurt... him! Even if he is... implicated! "

"Ahem, miss, the matter may be a bit complicated. We can't take action to kill the murderer behind the scenes." Fu Bo said.

"Why...what?" the masked girl asked.

"Because, the murderer behind the scenes is..."

"Who is it?!" the masked girl asked.

"She is Miss Lu's biological sister."

"ah--!"
Chapter completed!