Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Pan Mingyue heard the words and turned to the window stiffly.

I do not know what I remembered, and my eyes became apathetic when they were still.

There was no voice on the phone, and over the phone, Mrs. Feng frowned: "Why don't you talk?"

Pan Mingyue slipped her hand, she murmured: "It really does not deserve."

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone without waiting for Mrs. Feng to answer.

The phone slipped from his hand, his head drooped weakly, and his eyes were very empty.

**

On the phone, Mrs. Feng hung up.

She frowned, remembering Pan Mingyue's last words, and she threw the phone on the table, "It's still self-knowledge."

Li Shuangning sat on the sofa opposite her.

Hearing this sentence, her hand holding the teacup paused slightly, and her wavy hair slipped aside, "Seal him..."

"I didn't come out one day and night upstairs and tried to toss myself," Mrs. Feng said with a cup of tea, sneered. "I don't know what good that Pan Mingyue is, the whole person is yin and yang."

There was a problem between the two people, and Mrs. Feng was naturally happy.

The Fengs have been in Beijing for more than half a year. Although they are not as scenic as Yuncheng, they can be regarded as a firm foundation.

Pan Mingyue’s parents were unknown, and the resignation was the only son of the family, and Mrs. Feng never let the resignation marry her.

The two are talking.

Fenglou City came back from outside the door.

He was covered in frost, because he met Cheng Jun, and the whole person was not in a high mood.

Li Shuangning quickly got up from the sofa and shouted "Uncle Feng" respectfully.

Seeing Li Shuangning, Fenglou City only greeted him lightly.

He saw the shopping bag on the sofa and couldn't help but press down the temple and looked at Mrs. Feng: "I asked you to send the gift to Mingyue, why didn't you give her?"

Because he was in Yuncheng before, he suffered Qin Ran and was misunderstood.

In the current Fenglou City, you won’t drive a car to deliver things to Pan Mingyue. University is far more terrifying than high school.

Mrs. Feng glanced at the shopping bag, and her eyes became somewhat ridiculed: "Fenglou City, do you want me to help you clean up your lack of virtue?"

The sound was harsh.

Feng Loucheng has been concealing Pan Mingyue's affairs, making Mrs. Feng suspect that Pan Mingyue is his illegitimate daughter. He is afraid that the drug lord and Yu Dang will not be eliminated.

This year, the Qian team and the Hao team cleared the Yu Dang in Yuncheng.

The matter was also made clear to Cheng Jun. The Fenglou City did not believe it. At this time, the Cheng family would not be able to protect Pan Mingyue.

now……

Feng Loucheng glanced at Mrs. Feng lightly, "You come to the study."

Li Shuangning saw that something was wrong and quickly put down his teacup to leave.

Mrs. Feng followed Fengloucheng to the study and stood at his desk. Pan Mingyue retreated, and her expression was better than before: "You say, I think you can say what flowers you can say today."

Feng Loucheng took out a stack of documents from the study's safe and threw them heavily in front of Mrs. Feng: "See for yourself."

Mrs. Feng flipped through the documents at will.

Turned over, the whole person was a little froze.

This is an anti-drug file.

It has been preserved by the Fenglou City.

Anti-drug police 0976: Yao Weilin.

"Mingyue's father is Yao Weilin, my former man," Feng Loucheng glanced at her indifferently. "Mingyue is an orphan. Her parents and brothers were retaliated against by drug lords because of a miscarriage."

"Then how do you make me treat her like her own daughter..." Mrs. Feng froze.

She is not an unreasonable person. Feng Loucheng's attitude towards Pan Mingyue is indeed wrong, and she has refused to make it clear.

She thought that Pan Mingyue was the daughter of the first love in Fenglou City.

"Yao Weilin has a special status. Mingyue has never seen her father since she was a child," Fenglou City lit a cigarette. "The first meeting and the last meeting, I want to compensate her as much as possible."

As for the mental hospital, the closure of the Loucheng did not say anything at all.

No matter who it is, who has been in a psychiatric hospital, it will be seen by a strange eye. Apart from Cheng Jun, Fenglou City does not intend to tell anyone.

"Then..." Mrs. Feng didn't know what to say.

Feng Loucheng's thoughts on this kind of thing were not obvious, and he did not find out the relationship between Pan Mingyue and his speech.

Mrs. Feng knew this answer and was in a complicated mood, but she did not dare to tell Pan Mingyue and her resignation.

"I'm going to find her tomorrow." Madam Feng was very confused, and she walked out of the study door and looked at the sealed room again.

After a long moment of pondering, he finally didn't say anything about Pan Mingyue.

Mrs. Feng returned to the room and took out a chapter identification report from the dressing box—

It was Pan Mingyue's medicine.

The identification report is very clear-

Pan Mingyue has a mental problem with psychoactive drugs.

Mrs. Feng put away the report. Although she sympathized with Pan Mingyue, she would never let Feng resign to marry her. Whether Pan Mingyue's life experience or other aspects... it was indeed unworthy.

As for the truth, Mrs. Feng did not intend to tell the speech.

**

The next day.

Eight in the morning.

Downstairs in the group headquarters where Cheng Jin is, Cheng Jun parked the car, he leaned over, unfastened her seat belt, and leaned towards her side: "Go up and find a quiet lounge to stay?"

"No," Qin Ran looked around and saw the cafe that Ouyang Wei said, stretching his eyes: "I'm going to buy a cup of milk tea."

Cheng Jun looked at her for a while, this is his site, don't worry, he reached out and squeezed her hair before saying: "OK, wait for me to come down."

five minutes later.

Group headquarters, offices.

Cheng Jun directly opened the door and entered.

There was a figure standing by the office window, facing away from the door.

Cheng Jun lifted his feet, kicked the door, and looked at the man lightly, hands in his pockets, to see that Jun's eyebrows had no expression, but only a bit sharp.

"Come," the man turned around and smiled at Cheng Jun, with some white hair on his temples, and his voice seemed very soft, "I haven't managed to control you for so many years, you should know why I came here this time, play When enough is enough, Ouyang Wei is the perfect person that I personally cultivate."

Digression

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