The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 580 Take Last Night

Seeing that I was silent, Fanyin spoke again: "You don't have to be so afraid, as long as you are not stupid enough to report it to the police, I won't tell it to make fun of myself."

I glared at him: "It's not your turn to say such things yet."

He patted his forehead, pretending to be helpless and said: "Miss Su, you are really too narcissistic."

"I'm narcissistic?" Of course I wouldn't say something like this without evidence: "In terms of status, your beautiful girl Miss Su can't even compare to one of my fingers."

Fan Yin mocked, "But she is still a beautiful girl, and you are still an old woman."

I retorted: "The beautiful girl didn't make you more loyal."

He smiled: "If it wasn't for the special circumstances, do you think I want to use you?"

I asked, "How special is it? Drugged? Can't bear to find your beautiful girl for a while?"

He pointed at the door: "Go and try."

"what?"

"Go and try," he said.

I looked at him suspiciously, walked a few steps towards the door, and suddenly came to my senses, turned around and asked, "The door was locked?"

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Finally believe it?"

I looked at the door and asked, "Do you know where this is?"

He shrugged, lifted the quilt and climbed off the bed, picked up his trousers, took out a pack of cigarettes, and walked towards the window.

I reminded him: "Put on some clothes!"

"What are you afraid of?" He said, "It's not your house."

This room is a bedroom, and even the best house, the bedroom is not much bigger.

There are four doors in total, leading to the outside, cloakroom, toilet and bathroom.

There is a group of small sofas in the corner. I went to sit down and thought about what happened last night for a while, but I really didn’t have the slightest impression. Instead, I fell asleep because I was tired.

I opened my eyes because I felt something patting my face. After I opened it, it pinched my cheek again.I continued to reach out to strike, but felt my wrist being grabbed.I tried to break free, but failed, and finally woke up.

What catches the eye is Fanyin's face.

Because I was so familiar, for a moment, I thought I was dreaming. We didn’t get divorced, and we didn’t end our relationship. We are still in the United States, poor and no longer noble, but very happy.

But I soon sobered up.

I took my hand out of his hand, rubbed my swollen forehead, and said, "Let me just believe your words, then can you tell me who saved me when I was drowning yesterday?"

He also sat on the sofa, tilted his head and looked at me: "Of course it's me."

"You make things clear." I ordered.

He didn't buy it at all: "Just for your attitude?"

"Old women only have this kind of attitude." I said, "You don't want to be around anymore, this is a serious matter."

"Serious?" He raised his eyebrows: "How serious?"

"As you and me, drugging us and moving us to such a place where no one knows, have you ever thought about how big a force it is?"

"It doesn't need to be too big," he said with a contemptuous look, "it's enough to buy Miss Feng."

I asked, "Isn't Miss Feng your concubine?"

"Ha!" He rolled his eyes: "I'm next door to you and I'm called a concubine like that, and she and I are normal friends."

"Normal friendships are worth hooking shoulders in public?" Seeing that he was about to retort, I didn't want to argue any further, so I said one step ahead of him, "So you mean that you and Miss Feng are not lovers?"

"No."

"Never slept?"

"If I didn't sleep last night without you." He leaned on the back of the sofa and closed his eyes lazily.

"But apart from offending me, what benefit can this matter have for her?" I couldn't figure it out: "I can't think of other beneficiaries except you."

"Me?" Fanyin frowned, "Why am I the beneficiary?"

I looked at him: "Of course you are the beneficiary, and you are the most likely."

"Reason!" He said angrily, "Just with your sandpaper?"

"Of course not." I said, "I have money."

"Ha!" He sneered exaggeratedly.

I can no longer tell whether this guy really has amnesia or is just pretending. I still haven't left because the current situation is too unbelievable.Because there are so few people who have the ability to play tricks on me like this, so few that I can eliminate them all with a little thought. In this way, I am very afraid of that door.Fanyin said it couldn't be opened, but I don't think that's the worst thing, the worst thing is that it can be opened, and there are a bunch of reporters with video cameras standing there.

I was thinking, Fanyin paid attention to me for a while, and became vigilant: "Don't you believe it's me?"

"If you speculate about this with speculation," I said, "you may be able to find evidence that it's not you."

"I really admire your IQ." He held his forehead and said, "This design clearly does not want you to get married. Do you agree with this?"

"Approval."

"That alone rules me out," he said. "While it's true that I didn't specifically stop it last night, I really didn't have that motive."

I asked, "What proof do you have?"

"Take last night." He became serious: "You don't need to be stupid, anyway, what happened last night must have been filmed, I believe you will receive a video threatening you not to get married soon, and then you will understand me the meaning of."

I didn't speak.

He observed my expression: "What's wrong?"

I rubbed my swollen eyebrows and shook my head.

"Don't worry," he said, "I really won't tell your fiancé."

I said, "I can't believe you."

He frowned: "Why do you insist on such self-righteous views so much?"

I couldn't help it, although I knew it was stupid to say this: "Because the original you would never allow me to marry another man! And even if you are old and ugly, you are so in love with sandpaper that you touch it several times a day! "

He was taken aback: "The reason why I divorced you must be because I suddenly became blind."

I didn't speak.

After a while, he said, "Ex-wife?"

"Don't call me that."

"The mistress?"

I glared at him.

"Miss Su," he spread his hands, "I'm hungry."

"What's the matter?"

"We're still locked here," he said. "We've got to find a way out."

"My mobile phone is in the hands of the assistant." I said, "Why don't you go and try to open the door, maybe the other party will not lock the door after finding out that the work is done."

He gave me a blank look and said, "Then you go hide in the bathroom."

Speaking of the bathroom, I thought of other things, and hurriedly said: "Don't open the door first. I have to deal with myself."

"Oh," he didn't care, "15 minutes is OK?"

I ignored him and went into the bathroom.

I took a shower first and was lucky to find a garment steamer in the bathroom to work on my suit.Not so sluggish anymore, and it made me feel better.

I was startled when I opened the bathroom door. Fanyin was still wearing those wrinkled clothes and her hair was disheveled. "Didn't you say 15 minutes? It's been an hour now!"

"I didn't agree." I asked, "Are you sure you want to go out like this?"

"Never mind," he said, "I'm starving."

I couldn't help wondering if he really lost his memory completely.

I hid in the bathroom while Fanyin opened the door.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement outside.

I was a little nervous and thought it was a good thing.

After ten minutes of this, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

I quietly opened a small slit and found Fanyin's back. I felt relieved and quickly opened the door.

But the moment I pulled it apart, I suddenly regretted it: Fanyin was standing with his back to me, while an old man stood in front of us.

It is Meng Jiancong's mother.

Now I can be sure that Fanyin did not do this matter, so there is no need for him to bring Meng Jiancong's mother here now.

Moreover, looking at her shocked face... Could this be her house?

I stayed for a while, and instinctively looked at Fanyin.

He was probably also a little messy, as if he was about to fight someone, he stretched out his arms and pulled me behind him.

I wanted to say hello, but I felt it was inappropriate, and if I ran away, then...

After a long time of confrontation, finally, Meng Jiancong's mother took out her mobile phone and dialed the number. Her tone was calmer than I expected, but the voice was trembling at the end: "Jian Cong, it's time for Dad to be at Mingyang Lake. Come to the villa... don't worry, we'll wait for you."

I panicked and watched her hang up the phone, unable to say anything.Instead, Fanyin said, "Someone framed this matter, Su and I..."

"Sorry." Meng Jiancong's mother said, "This is our home, please avoid Mr. Fan first."

This sentence confirms what I just thought.

Thinking that Meng Jiancong was on the way, I felt my scalp go numb.It is absolutely impossible to get married now, so there is no need for me to wait for him to come here. I explained to them as if I was giving evidence, and then said: "Sorry, Mrs. Meng, I have something to do, so I'm leaving first. Sorry to bother you I miss you two."

Mother Meng said: "Jian Cong is already on the way, you'd better meet him and explain the matter clearly."

"no need."

The matter was so obvious that what they called Meng Jiancong was for a confrontation rather than an explanation.If I stay, I will embarrass my father even more.

But Mother Meng said, "Then can you tell me, why are you doing this...?"

I know I can say that I was framed, but the opposite is Meng Jiancong's mother, I think she is more concerned about the outcome of this incident.Therefore I did not speak.

"My son..." Her voice began to tremble: "Is there anything I'm sorry for you?"

I said, "Sorry, it's me who should say sorry."

Her eye circles were red.

Fan Yin said, "Although it's a family matter, but as a victim, Mrs. Meng, I have to say that your son did feel sorry for her."

Mother Meng looked at him, but didn't speak.

Fan Yin continued: "You can at least be sure that Miss Su and I don't have the keys to this house, and if we wanted to have an affair, we would come to your house specially. This matter is a bureau, and the person who is in charge of the bureau can freely enter and leave you This house. Tell me, who is more responsible for this?"

(End of this chapter)