"What if he believes it? The important thing is that Cang Yueyu doesn't believe it." I don't know what the person said is standing outside the door and listening to the dialogue in the room clearly! As Feng Wan said, she couldn't stop hooking her lips and sneering again. Then her face suddenly changed. A sharp cold light flashed in her eyes. She gave a serious warning to Xiaoju and ordered: "be careful. If one accidentally slipped his tongue, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Xiaoju knows that Xiaoju will never tell anyone." It's about her life and death. Of course, Xiaoju won't talk nonsense and nodded quickly.

"I'm tired and want to have a rest. Don't let anyone disturb me. Of course, if Cang Yueyu comes back, you remember to wake me up immediately. " The injuries on her body were all true, and she shed so much blood, and Feng Wan's body naturally couldn't bear it from "Feng house" to "Wang house" all night, so she closed her eyes and was ready to rest.

At this time, the closed door was pushed open, and Cang Yueyu, who was drenched, came in expressionless.

The cold wind mixed with rain poured directly into the room because the door was pushed open.

Xiaoju instinctively looked sideways, and suddenly she was stiff.

Feng Wan, who had just closed her eyes, opened her eyes for a moment. She was startled and instinctively looked sideways. She didn't expect Cang Yueyu to go and return. From Cang Yueyu's dark, tight and ugly look, Feng Wan's heart suddenly lifted up. He heard all those words just now?

Cang Yueyu didn't speak, but looked at Feng Wan expressionless, unable to distinguish his emotions.

Xiaoju was trembling with fear and didn't dare to breathe.

The atmosphere fell into silence in vain.

For a long time——

Feng Wanqiang calmed her mind and told herself secretly that maybe Cang Yueyu didn't hear anything. She didn't want to scare herself first. She didn't say everything first as she had said to Feng Yu before. 'calm' asked: "Yu, you... Why did you come back suddenly? Is there something wrong... "

"If I don't come back suddenly, how can I hear the wonderful words just now? I don't know if I've been calculated! " Cang Yueyu's voice was indifferent.

The little chrysanthemum standing on one side immediately softened her legs and bent her knees. The whole person knelt down straight and said in secret, "it's over, Cang Yueyu heard it, and Cang Yueyu knows everything".

Feng Wan looked at the little chrysanthemum like this and regretted that the little chrysanthemum was useless. He didn't even have to think about how the little chrysanthemum would climb to Cang Yueyu's feet to plead for mercy. His hands under the brocade quilt suddenly unconsciously clenched the quilt under his body, secretly blaming himself for his carelessness. However, up to now, it is not the time to blame and regret, but to think about how to deal with it and how to pass the current pass.

The next moment, before Xiaoju did something, Feng Wan ordered Xiaoju: "Xiaoju, go out!"

Xiaoju looked up when she heard the sound. When she understood the meaning of Feng Wan's words, she got up hand and foot, and then stumbled and ran out of the room.

Cang Yueyu didn't look at Xiaoju from beginning to end. She didn't stop Xiaoju. She didn't leave Fengwan for half a minute from the moment she came in. She seemed to want to see clearly what kind of person Fengwan was. For a moment, the fire flickered, and there were only Feng Wan lying on the bed and Cang Yueyu standing expressionless in the dead silent room

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