"Have you read that important email from beginning to end?"
"I'm not qualified to teach you how to do things."
"I just want to tell you that Lin Feng forced your father to death."
"Lin Feng is the culprit who killed your father."
The low, hoarse, penetrating voice echoed in Xiang Yuting's ears for so long that Xiang Yuting didn't even know when the other party hung up the phone.
When she came to her senses and called the other party, what she heard was that the number she dialed was empty.
Xiang Yuting's hands were covered in cold sweat, and she still didn't know what to do.
…
At this time, Yan Fengwu held her chin in her hands and looked at Yan Qingcheng intently.
Yan Qingcheng's face turned red when she saw her, and she felt at ease all over.
"Auntie, are you dissatisfied with me showing my cards to Liu Mengdie?"
Yan Qingcheng asked tentatively in a low voice.
"More than just dissatisfaction?"
“But I am very dissatisfied!”
Yan Fengwu angrily slapped the table and stood up, with a solemn look filled with righteous indignation, "How could you show your cards to her so early?"
"Aren't you afraid that she will fight you to the end?"
"The progress of the relationship between you and Lin Feng needs to be simmered slowly. Don't rush it."
Yan Qingcheng's dark eyebrows furrowed slightly, she leaned into Yan Fengwu's ear with a narrow look on her face, lowered her voice and asked, "Auntie, what you just said is not from your heart, right?"
"You advised me not to act too hastily. Isn't it because you want to take advantage of the opportunity?"
"Is it possible that you also have those thoughts about Lin Feng?"
Yan Fengwu jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, pointed at Yan Qingcheng's nose, and denied it loudly, "You're talking nonsense!"
"I'm not shameless enough to steal your man."
Yan Qingcheng's starry eyes blinked, and she replied with a half-smile: "I didn't say that, but you brought it upon yourself."
Yanfengwu, "..."
I was immediately speechless and could no longer speak.
Slumped down and sat down.
There was a long sigh.
"Auntie, tell me honestly, are you also in love with Lin Feng?"
Yan Qingcheng hugged Yan Fengwu's slender waist, and her voice was so low that only Yan Fengwu, who was very close at hand, could barely hear her clearly, "I want to hear the truth from you."
Yan Fengwu blushed.
Dumbfounded.
He wanted to speak but stopped.
Even if Yan Qingcheng doesn't mind poaching her niece and stealing her niece's man, she can't escape the accusations from Youyou.
"Nothing."
"Don't talk nonsense."
Yan Fengwu answered straightforwardly with a straight face.
Yan Qingcheng just sighed softly and said nothing more.
How could Yanfengwu hide her subtle tricks from her eyes?
Although Yan Fengwu is her elder.
However, Yan Fengwu is only five years older than her.
They grew up together and their relationship is more like that of sisters.
They understand each other very well.
Therefore, Yan Fengwu's inner thoughts can be seen at a glance no matter how deeply they are hidden.
"My aunt and I fell in love with the same man."
"Jesus, what the hell is this?"
"Once this matter spreads to the outside world, it will definitely become a laughing stock."
"The Yan family is also one of the top ten families in Xinghai, but we can't afford to be embarrassed..."
After Yan Fengwu left, Yan Qingcheng was helpless and sighed with emotion without tears.
"I do have a way to solve the problem you are facing."
Yan Guihui, who came from the yard, spoke with a confident tone that made Yan Qingcheng's eyes light up, and he asked impatiently, "What can I do? Come on, tell me..."