Chapter 145
Feng Anyang heard Liu Qiming's voice before he entered the hall, thinking that it was all this disciple who caused his beloved daughter to run away, and he hated Qiming even more, if it wasn't for the gold medal bestowed by him in his hand , as early as that day when he broke into the mansion, he locked him up.

As soon as Liu Qiming saw Feng Anyang appearing, he immediately got up to greet him, and walked over with a smile.

"Master Feng, I'm really sorry to disturb you late at night, forgive me, forgive me."

"Hmph." Seeing that An Yang ignored Liu Qiming's outstretched hand, he snorted coldly and sat down on the main seat.

Liu Qiming looked at the hand that stopped in mid-air, smiled awkwardly, and took it back.

"Let's talk, what's the use of looking for this mansion in the middle of the night." Feng Anyang took the tea that Liu Wu handed over, sighed softly, and then asked.

"Well, can I talk to you in private..." Liu Qiming swept his eyes around Liu Wu and Liu Han brothers, and the meaning was very clear, he wanted to clear the scene.

"Let's talk about it here, they are not outsiders." Feng Anyang ignored Liu Qiming's reminder.

Liu Qiming thought, yes, the yamen servant is not an outsider, but Liu Qiming is an outsider, it seems that he must be the most unwelcome guest in the government office, otherwise why would there be no cup of tea.

Liu Qiming gritted his teeth secretly, and said with a faint smile: "My lord said, it's just that this matter is related to Miss's...boudoir...benefit...name...sound...my lord...if you don't mind, then naturally Liu doesn't mind too. .”

Feng Anyang was stunned, hesitated for a moment, then put down the teacup in his hand and said: "Liu Wu, Liu Han, please step back, you don't need to be here."

"Yes, this subordinate will leave." Liu Wu and Liu Han felt relieved and bowed to leave.

"Let's talk, now I'm with Mr. Liu, what can I say directly." Feng Anyang actually felt anxious for a long time. It has been more than ten days since his unfilial daughter left, although he knew that her daughter was there that day. next door, but pretended not to care.

"Your Excellency is still angry with Miss?" Although he knew it well, he still asked on purpose, as if to arouse Feng Anyang's anger.

"Angry, joke, do you think I'm angry?" Feng Qingyang pulled his face and smiled, his expression did not look angry, but it seemed to be cramping.

"It's good not to be angry, it's good not to be angry." Liu Qiming nodded and smiled with a clear mind.

"Let's talk." Brat, if you have something to say, quickly put it, and Feng Anyang glanced at Liu Qiming in displeasure, with anxiety overflowing in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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