Chen Feiyu certainly knew that Mingyu Ang was dead, and it could even be said that no one knew the details of this matter better than him.
"I know." Chen Feiyu said with a smile: "Do you want to know how Ming Yuang died?"
"Of course I want to know." Liu Xiaoyue and Lin Yuehuang perked up. Could it be that Chen Fei, the "invincible fortune teller", could even calculate the cause of Ming Yuang's death?
In the expectant eyes of the two women, Chen Feiyu said seriously: "Ming Yuang was killed by me."
"What did you say?" Liu Xiaoyue and Lin Yuehuang were both surprised.
"I mean, Mingyu Ang died in my hands, do you believe it or not?" Chen Feiyu said it honestly.
Liu Xiaoyue rolled her eyes: "You Chen Fei, you dare to trick us, I believe you are a big-headed ghost."
Chen Feiyu couldn't help but shook his head and laughed. Women are really strange creatures. He clearly told the truth, but he thought he was lying.
Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound, the drink in Lin Yuehuang's hand dropped to the ground, and the red juice flowed all over the floor.
Chen Feiyu and Liu Xiaoyue both looked at Lin Yuehuang, and saw Lin Yuehuang's expression was dull, as if he had seen something particularly scary.
Liu Xiaoyue reached out and pushed Lin Yuehuang's arm, and asked caringly: "Yuehuang, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Yuehuang suddenly became excited and waved her hands repeatedly as if reflexively: "It's okay, it's okay, I have nothing to do..."
As she said this, she secretly glanced at Chen Feiyu with a slight panic.
Chen Feiyu was surprised. There was a problem. Lin Yuehuang definitely had a problem. He had just said that Ming Yuang died in his own hands. The next second, Lin Yuehuang reacted so violently. Could it be that...
"I'm going to get a mop to clean it up." Lin Yuehuang suddenly stood up with a guilty conscience and left quickly. There was already a storm in her heart. Did Ming Yuang really die in the hands of Chen Feiyu?
Looking at Lin Yuehuang's leaving figure, Liu Xiaoyue said doubtfully: "Yuehuang's appearance seems a bit strange, and he even takes the initiative to clean up. Could it be that the sun is coming out in the west?"
"It's indeed a bit strange." Chen Feiyu said meaningfully, his expression more or less solemn. Could it be that his true identity has been known to Lin Yuehuang? That's why Lin Yuehuang heard that Ming Yuang died in his hands.
Suddenly became so strange?
The more he thought about it, the more likely it was, but he couldn't figure it out. He should have not exposed any flaws. How did Lin Yuehuang discover his true identity?
"Okay, I won't joke with you anymore. I'm really curious about how Ming Yuang died?" Liu Xiaoyue's voice sounded in Chen Feiyu's ears.
Chen Feiyu suppressed the doubts in his heart and said strangely: "Your Liu family is one of the most powerful families in Yanjing. Logically speaking, the troubles in Yanjing cannot be hidden from your Liu family. Does it mean that the Liu family doesn't know the true identity of Ming Yuang?"
Cause of death?”
Liu Xiaoyue had a trace of doubt on her eyebrows and said: "My father and brother seem to know some inside information, but they are keeping it secret and won't tell me anything."
Chen Feiyu was secretly awestruck. It seems that the Liu family should know that he killed Ming Yuang. The only question he has to worry about now is whether the Liu family will find out his true identity?
Before he could think about it, suddenly, someone knocked on the door outside.
Chen Feiyu's mental power was released immediately, and he saw the doorman knocking on the door, and behind the doorman were two middle-aged men wearing white plain clothes.
It's very strange, I've definitely never seen it before.
Chen Feiyu was surprised and walked over to open the door.
"You are Mr. Chen, we are sent by the Ming family to send you an invitation." A man in white took out the invitation and handed it to Chen Feiyu. He said with three parts sadness and one part enthusiasm: "In three days, Ming Yu will be proud."
For the young master’s funeral, our head hopes that Mr. Chen can also be present to see the young master Ming’s last journey.”
The other man in white didn't say anything and cast a hateful look at Chen Feiyu. If he hadn't forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, looking at him, he would probably have beaten Chen Feiyu on the spot.
The Ming family actually sent invitations?
This was completely unexpected by Chen Feiyu.
Chen Feiyu first glanced at the man who stared at him tightly, then nodded and said with a smile: "Young Master Ming died at a young age. I should really let him go for the last time. I hope he won't have such a short life in the next life.
"
The expressions of the two middle-aged men changed slightly. These words sounded really harsh.
"You go back and tell the Ming family that I have accepted this invitation and will be there on time in three days." Chen Feiyu generously stretched out his hand to take the invitation. He wanted to see what the Ming family was up to.
"The Ming family will definitely be waiting for Mr. Chen's arrival." After the man in white finished speaking, he turned around and left together.
Chen Feiyu walked back to the living room and placed the black invitation on the coffee table.
"Everyone in Yanjing knows that you have conflicts with Ming Yuang, but the Ming family still invites you to attend the funeral. It's really unexpected." Liu Xiaoyue heard all the conversation between Chen Feiyu and the man in white. She picked up the invitation and read it.
Look: "It seems that the Ming family is still tolerant."
Chen Feiyu sneered: "What kind of tolerance is there? As the saying goes, there is no good meeting and no good banquet. I want to see what kind of surprise the Ming family will prepare for me at the funeral three days later."
Liu Xiaoyue rolled her eyes and said dissatisfied: "You are judging a gentleman with a villain's heart. Can the head of the Ming family deliberately cause trouble for you at the funeral of his own son? Although Ming Yuang has conflicts with you, but
You can’t think too badly of the Ming family, right?”
Chen Feiyu shook his head and smiled: "Naive, you are so naive."
Liu Xiaoyue was unconvinced for a while and wanted to say something. Suddenly, Lin Yuehuang came over with a mop.
Lin Yuehuang's mood had calmed down a lot. Before she could clean up the juice on the ground, she saw the invitation on the table and asked curiously: "What is this?"
"An invitation from the Ming family." Chen Feiyu said: "Invite me to attend Ming Yuang's funeral in three days."
"Ah..." Lin Yuehuang was surprised: "Isn't this the Hongmen Banquet?"
Liu Xiaoyue's expression was dull for a moment, and then she said in surprise: "Yuehuang, why do you think this is the Hongmen Banquet?"
Of course it was the Hongmen Banquet. Ming Yu died at the hands of Chen Feiyu, and the Ming family invited Chen Feiyu to attend the funeral. You could tell with just your fingers that the Ming family had bad intentions.
However, Lin Yuehuang couldn't tell Liu Xiaoyue these things, and said vaguely: "Intuition, my intuition tells me that this must be the Hongmen Banquet. If you don't believe me, let's wait and see."
Liu Xiaoyue was speechless for a while.
Not long after, the two women left.
Chen Feiyu looked at Lin Yuehuang's back and fell into deep thought. Judging from her performance, it was very likely that she knew her true identity and had to solve this hidden danger as soon as possible.