If it really wasn't him, then this matter wouldn't be that simple.
Shengge narrowed her cold eyes slightly and looked at Feng Yunian, but there was still doubt in her eyes.
She pinched his cheek hard.
The flesh of the man's cheeks were bulging, as if he had two steamed dumplings in his mouth. His handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his black eyes were bright, like a big, aggrieved dog.
"I will believe you this time. If I find out that you are still lying to me, I will immediately throw you into prison and see how many days you can survive and how long it will take for your men to get you out."
After she finished speaking, she took back her hand angrily.
Feng Yunian leaned on the floor exhausted.
He was about to speak when a sweet and fishy feeling suddenly rose up in his throat. He choked and coughed violently.
It felt like my lungs were about to be coughed out.
He was not afraid of going to jail. Even if Shengge really threw him in, not many people would dare to attack him.
However, he didn't want Shengge to continue to misunderstand him.
"Ahem, if I...lie...I can't, I'll die."
Shengge tilted her head and looked down at him again.
His face turned white from coughing, he still had a fever, and he looked very painful when he frowned.
I don't know if it's because of the special medicine that makes him look like a sick man who has been ill for a long time.
Even Lu Shiyi and Lu Shishi felt a little compassion when they saw his miserable appearance.
Shengge's face was expressionless. When she stared at him, she didn't know what she was thinking.
After a while, she looked at Lu Shiyi and Lu Shishi and said, "Which of you will cook some millet porridge for him?"
Lu Shiyi and Lu Shishi looked at each other, very embarrassed.
"Miss, you asked me to fight, make porridge? I haven't learned anything..."
Lu Shiwu echoed: "Neither can I, really!"
Shengge is speechless.
Should we hire some bodyguards who are also good at cooking next time?
She looked at someone on the ground again, wondering if she should tell him to solve it on his own.
Someone seemed to notice her gaze, and suddenly coughed harder, heart-wrenching, and so pitiful.
Shengge pursed her lips.
"Okay, you guys put her back on the bed and I'll cook."
"yes."
After giving the instructions, Shengge got up and went downstairs, found the millet in the cupboard, and started cooking porridge.
After Lu Shiwu helped her back to bed, she went downstairs to look for her in the kitchen.
"Miss, do you believe Mr. Feng's words?"
"I believe it, but I don't believe it entirely. I only believe in the final evidence. If it really isn't him, there will always be clues."
She thought for a while and continued to give instructions, "Since he said he sent Fu Chenyi away, then you should go check this matter and see if it is what he said."
"yes."
Lu Shishi raised his forehead and continued, "Actually, I quite believe in Mr. Feng."
Shengge paused slightly while cooking the porridge, "Tell me and listen."
"From the fact that he was able to take Liu Nian out of prison and bring him back without anyone noticing, he must have great strength behind him. It would be easy to take Mu Zhining away. If he really wanted to take him away, he would have done it long ago.
Just do it.”
"Then take Mu Zhining with you to go to a small country at sea. It will be difficult for gods to find them, so there is no need for him to stay in the villa at the risk of being discovered by you after doing this."
Shengge said nothing.
She was so angry yesterday, and Feng Yunian would misunderstand her again, that she admitted it openly, so she didn't think about it further.
Now that I think about it carefully, there are indeed many loopholes in the details of this matter.
If not him, who could it be?
Shengge suddenly had an idea.
Could it be the person from the Lu family who harmed her?
If it was really that person, when did he find out that she was still alive and that she was in Fangcheng?