Just as I was thinking about it, there was a "dong-dong" sound on the wooden stairs.
Jing Feng's eyes flashed sharply, he reached out and pushed open the door of a private room, dragged Zhang Mofei in, and quickly closed the door.
He turned around and pressed her into the corner, making a silencing gesture with one hand.
Zhang Mofei understood immediately and pressed his lips tightly to hold back the question he was about to ask.
She pricked up her ears and listened to the noise outside the door. Who could be coming?
A sound of footsteps passed by their door.
Then a man's deep voice came out, "The person is dead."
Zhang Mofei stared in horror when he heard this.
The person is dead?
Who? Is it Qin Kemin?
Then another man outside gave the order, "Seal up this teahouse and no one is allowed to come in or out."
Zhang Mofei is in a hazy state.
Jing Feng suddenly carried Zhang Mofei to the tea table, reached out to open the window, tilted his head and put his lips to her ear, and whispered, "You go first. If anyone asks, just say you came to see me."
Zhang Mofei looked up at Jing Feng with a confused look on his face.
"Remember, you haven't seen Qin Kemin today. If someone comes looking for you, just say that we were seen by her. I'm afraid that she will talk too much and lose her hand."
Jing Feng's lips touched the edge of her ear, once and for all.
Waves of hot air hit the base of her ears, and the words hurt her heart.
She shook her head at Jing Feng and whispered, "Senior, Qin Kemin seems to have been poisoned. It wasn't me."
She was certain that Qin Kemin's death had nothing to do with her miscarriage.
Foaming at the mouth and turning blue are definitely signs of poisoning.
Jing Feng nodded, "I know, I know, I have been following you, silly girl, someone wants to harm you."
After saying that, he curved his lips and smiled, his narrow eyes slightly curved and his gaze gentle.
His big palms were tightly clasped on Zhang Mofei's back, and his lips were gently pressed against her ears.
This was the first time I was so close to her, so close that I could hear her breathing and feel her heart beating.
Zhang Mofei also felt that someone was trying to harm her.
It was as if this was a game that was laid out for her to enter, and Qin Kemin must be a pawn in the hands of the person who planned it.
She definitely didn't expect that she would end up like this today and die with her eyes open.
Who wanted to harm her? That person took advantage of Chen Ma and Qin Kemin. Even the two servants of Yuan Manling's family seemed to be that person's pawns.
"You go first." Jing Feng picked up Zhang Mofei and carried her to the window.
Zhang Mofei looked at Jing Feng with sparkles in his eyes. He had never looked at this person seriously before.
He suddenly appeared twice when she was in crisis.
Once ten years ago and once today.
He let her go, but what about him?
She grabbed his clothes tightly with both hands and asked, "Senior, what do you want to do?"
"You go first, I will follow you."
Jing Feng gently patted Zhang Mofei on the back, then threw her out of the window.
Tian Zhuang had already arranged a pile of sand under the window.
It's only one floor, and it's not high. The sand pile is enough to ensure safety.
Zhang Mofei stood up, ignoring the fine sand on his body, and looked up at the window she had fallen down on the second floor. Jing Feng stretched his head and looked at her.
She wanted to shout, but Tian Zhuang reached out and covered her mouth.
"Miss Zhang, let's leave here first. The boss has his own way out."
