"What good news, Mr. Fu deserves a drink to celebrate." Feng Qingchen picked up the cup on the table and took a sip without drinking.
Fu Lin put down his cup and looked at Feng Qingchen, pretending to be regretful and said: "I thought you wouldn't ask, your concentration is not as good as before."
"I still have something to do in the evening." Feng Qingchen drank the wine in the cup and turned it over to show Fu Lin: "Drink, it's time for Master Fu to speak."
Fu Lin couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm not forcing you to drink, I'm just saying that there is good news and it's worth having a drink to celebrate."
"It's all the same." Feng Qingchen put down the cup and signaled to Fu Lin that it was time to speak. She didn't have the time to waste it here.
Fu Lin glanced around and said, "It's getting late. Qingchen, what do you want to do? I'll go with you?"
Although it was past the peak meal period, there were many people on the first floor. This was indeed not a place to talk. Although Feng Qingchen suspected Fulin's intention of finding her at this time, he didn't say much and left with Fulin.
go.
Fu Lin obviously knew what Feng Qingchen was going to do, so he didn't ask any questions and let the carriage move forward unhurriedly. It wasn't until he reached the busy city that Fulin opened his mouth and asked Feng Qingchen to change to a carriage.
The Feng Mansion's carriage was indeed ostentatious. Since Fulin had already arranged it, Feng Qingchen would not refuse and changed into an inconspicuous carriage with Fulin.
The carriage drove towards an old house.
Feng Qingchen showed his indifference this time. When he saw Lan Jingyang in the house, he was not surprised at all. He just raised his eyelids, pointed at Lan Jingyang and said, "Is this the good news you said?"
If so, then she doesn't mind using the medicine used on Lan Jingyang on Fu Lin, the guy who caused trouble.
"Of course not, this is just a gift from the Nine Emperors Uncle to you." Fu Lin did not forget to say good things to the Nine Emperors Uncle and took the credit from Wang Jinling.
I thought that even if Feng Qingchen was not moved, he should be happy, but Feng Qingchen just said nonchalantly: "Uncle Nine Emperors is interested."
"Are you dissatisfied? You know, Uncle Nine Emperors is busy with the war, and he still thinks of you. He has people from as far away as Night City arrange this matter." Fu Lin felt relieved, understanding that Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen must have been quarreling, and they were wrong.
In Nine Emperors Uncle.
Otherwise, Uncle Nine Emperors would not have written to him specifically, asking him to pay more attention to Feng Mansion and help Feng Qingchen settle anything.
"Satisfied. Thank Uncle Nine Emperors for me. Also tell Uncle Nine Emperors that I can do such a small thing without him having to do anything." Feng Qingchen clearly didn't appreciate it.
Fu Lin silently mourned for Uncle Nine Emperors in his heart, pointed outside and said, "You guys talk slowly, I won't disturb you."
After saying that, the person left and closed the door thoughtfully.
Chat? What to talk about?
She was unprepared and couldn't do anything even if she saw Lan Jingyang. She wanted to see Lan Jingyang, not to chat with him. Feng An cursed Fu Lin for being nosy, but still sat down across from him.
Lan Jingyang looked very good. It seemed that he had not endured much hardship during this period. He only wore iron chains on his hands and feet. Feng Qingchen called out: "Mr. Jingyang."
Lan Jingyang's eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes. The moment their eyes met, Feng Qingchen's heart trembled and her pupils tightened suddenly...
Lan Jingyang changed and became even more terrifying.
Those eyes were deep and gloomy, cold and without a trace of emotion. It seemed that the past few months in prison had not been without gains for him.
"What, are you scared?" Lan Jingyang said, his usual sanctimonious tone directly tore his gentleman's mask to pieces.
"Afraid? Afraid that you will be a prisoner?" Feng Qingchen counterattacked rudely.
There was indeed some fear in her heart. Lan Jingyang like this was very scary. Feng Qingchen had a hunch that if he wanted Lan Jingyang to return to Liancheng intact this time, he would definitely have to let the tiger return to the mountain.
"Haha..." Lan Jingyang sneered: "Fengli's legitimate daughter, there is really no need to be afraid of being imprisoned like me."
"Feng Li's legitimate daughter? Mr. Jingyang, what are you talking about? I don't understand?" Feng Qingchen reacted very quickly. Her heart was turbulent, but she didn't show it on her face. She secretly adjusted her breath and tried to change her expression.
Got to be natural.
Fu Lin, this bastard.
She finally understood what was wrong, Fu Lin was setting a trap for her to jump into.
"Don't you understand? Qingchen, how long are you going to keep pretending? Have you forgotten the battle at Beiling?" Lan Jingyang smiled. The smile was stiff and weird, making people shudder. His mouth opened and closed, but Feng Qingchen
She couldn't hear what he was saying at all, she only knew that Lan Jingyang had breached the contract.
Feng Qingchen's breath was disordered and his muscles were tense. Faced with Lan Jingyang's questioning one after another, Feng Qingchen didn't say a word and calmly considered the situation in front of him.
If her guess was correct, Lan Jingyang had already told Fu Lin her identity, otherwise Fu Lin would not have gone out of his way to find her, let alone arrange for Lan Jingyang to see her before Wang Jinling did.
However, Fu Lin specially arranged this incident because he probably didn't believe Lan Jingyang, otherwise... Fu Lin would not have let Lan Jingyang deceive her.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief and said more naturally: "The battle in Beiling? You said that Uncle Nine Emperors and I destroyed your Hanyue Villa? Why, Mr. Jingyang can't afford to lose.
"
Feng Qingchen opened his hands slightly and let the cold wind dry the sweat on his palms. He did not give Lan Jingyang a chance to speak and continued: "The owner of Hanyue Villa said that Mr. Jingyang is a villain. In order to get Hanyue Villa, he ignored his fellow disciples.
Friendship, and also deceived his daughter's feelings. I didn't believe it at first, but I believe it today.
Mr. Jingyang, there is nothing that a person like you would not do in order to survive and gain power. If a person like you can deceive fellow seniors, he can deceive senior brothers' daughters, there is no one else he cannot deceive."
Feng Qingchen said one sentence after another, not giving Lan Jingyang a chance to speak. Seeing Lan Jingyang's ugly face and unsteady breath, he continued: "God is so blind. You are obviously a despicable and shameless villain, but he still gave you this opportunity."
He has the face of a gentleman. He was obviously destined to be a servant, but he did not know what means he used to become a disciple of Jixia Academy. He was obviously an orphan without a father and mother, but he was able to deceive the Lord Lian into accepting him as his adopted son and become his adopted son.
Young City Lord.
Mr. Jingyang, your methods are really scary. I don’t know how many people you have harmed to achieve what you are today. In the future, when Jingyang becomes the Lord of Liancheng, I really hope that the history of Liancheng can be written about how you have been deceived in this life.
How many people, how many people’s bones have been stepped on to get to where we are today.”
"That's not the case." Lan Jingyang roared, his deep and cold eyes revealed a hint of ferocity and violence. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like an enraged beast.
Every word Feng Qingchen said stepped on Lan Jingyang's painful foot, especially the part about his origin. Lan Jingyang considered himself to be noble and unrivaled in the world, but in the eyes of the world, he was a fatherless man.
Without a mother, I relied on people's mercy to achieve what I am today...