The strategy failed, she came back holding the bottle

He Wenjing had never seen a photo of Man Yue. He had only seen her hand holding a pen when she asked him questions, and had heard her voice.

Those hands were too similar to hers. He used to stare at the only thing she left him about her every night. The hands were delicate, white, and looked very soft.

He stopped and looked over there intently.

The person leading the way followed his gaze and asked doubtfully, "Do you know the person inside?"

Didn’t this boss just return to China?

He Wenjing didn't answer, but raised his foot to push through the crowd and go in.

At this time, Man Yue also left Jiang Feng's arms, revealing half of her slightly young and immature face.

Jiang Feng held her shoulders and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Man Yue: "It's okay."

He Wenjing stopped, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed. It was not her voice. Compared to hers, this voice was too sweet and soft, and that face looked like an eighteen-year-old girl, while he was already thirty years old. Even if he was still young, he should not look so childish.

He put away his hopeful expression, his chest suddenly felt heavy, and he turned around and said calmly, "Let's go!"

Hearing the sound, the person in front continued to lead the way.

The box fell into silence. Man Yue and Jiang Feng distanced themselves from each other, and she gently raised her eyes to look outside, just missing He Wenjing who was leaving.

The two groups stopped fighting. Qian Ziyi saw Jiang Feng greet her obediently, which was rare. She was not afraid of anyone except Man Yue, the serious father.

"Hello, uncle."

Jiang Feng didn't respond and turned his head away coldly. He didn't know her, and now he wouldn't say a word to a strange woman.

Man Yue glared at him.

"Have you called the police?" asked the boy who had just helped Shen Zhizhi.

The person next to him replied, "I've reported it, and it will probably be here soon."

"Look at the person next to Man Yue, isn't that Jiang Feng who was featured in a financial magazine?"

"It seems so. Do you want to get an autograph?"

"Forget it, forget it. It's not too late to chase stars after this kind of occasion. And looking at his expression... I don't dare."

"Yeah, that's too cruel. Let's just apply the medicine!"

Several people were injured to varying degrees, and the staff brought out first aid kits and gave them simple treatment.

With Jiang Feng around, they dared not breathe.

Man Yue sat down next to him. Jiang Feng didn't care how chaotic the scene was or whether there was blood. He picked a clean orange for her to peel. His every move was gentle and elegant.

Beside them, a pair of eyes were staring at them.

"How is it? Are you hurt?"

Duan Zhou saw Shen Zhizhi staring at Jiang Feng, who looked exactly like his brother Feng, and knew that she had recognized the wrong person. He was a little angry, but still asked a question.

Shen Zhizhi reacted and shook her head: "It's okay."

"Afeng, you..."

His words were suddenly interrupted, and Duan Zhou pulled Shen Zhizhi's arm and pulled her out in dissatisfaction.

Shen Zhizhi hadn't spoken to Jiang Feng yet, and she was struggling anxiously: "What are you doing? Let me go."

Duan Zhou pulled the man tightly and dragged him away.

Man Yue raised her hand and took the orange that Jiang Feng handed over. She withdrew her gaze from the door and tilted her head to whisper in his ear, "Your old lover! What's your reaction?"

Jiang Feng heard the sarcasm in her tone and his face turned pale. He knew Shen Zhizhi was there the moment he entered the door, but he didn't even glance at her.

He frowned and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense."

Man Yue was even more enthusiastic and sarcastic: "When you like someone, you want to pour out your heart and soul, but when you don't like someone anymore, you won't even look at them. Ha! You are really cold-hearted."

Jiang Feng: "Want to eat an apple?"

"Apple?" Man Yue tilted her head slightly and blinked: "Isn't that Shen Zhizhi's favorite fruit? She likes you to feed her piece by piece!"

With a clang, Jiang Feng's face turned pale. He raised his arm and threw the apple in his hand into the trash can, then dumped the entire fruit plate on the table into it: "Bring in the new ones, no apples allowed."

Although I don't know what's wrong with this person, I can tell from her expression that she is in a bad mood. It seems that this room is quite depressing for her. Someone quickly went out to get new fruit.

After doing all this, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his hands, then threw it away. His black eyes stared at the full moon, with an inexplicable sense of resentment.

At this time, footsteps were heard outside the door, and a group of policemen came in in an orderly manner.

The leading captain waved his hand and took them all away, especially those from the national defense department. The superiors had specifically instructed that they must be well protected and taken back quickly to wait for their leader to pick them up.

Qian Ziyi said hello to Man Yue: "Then we'll go first, Man Yue, let's make an appointment another day."

Man Yue nodded, and when the people left, she stood up as well.

Jiang Feng: "I'll take you there."

"Need not."

Jiang Feng followed behind.

Just as he left the house, the people next door also came out and spoke to Jiang Feng: "Boss Jiang, why are you leaving so early?"

Jiang Feng: "Well, let's talk some other time."

"That...the approval document for that piece of land..."

Jiang Feng paused and held Man Yue back: "Wait for me outside here, don't leave, I'll only be there in ten minutes."

"I don't want it." Man Yue shook her arms.

Jiang Feng: "If you dare to run, I'll cut off your boyfriend's legs."

Man Yue was stunned and saw him enter the box happily.

As soon as the door closed, someone followed Man Yue and watched her closely.

Man Yue twitched the corners of her mouth, found a seat by the window, sat down, picked up the snacks that had just been put up and started eating.

Not knowing when Jiang Feng would come out, Man Yue took out her cell phone to play with it.

At this time, the elevator from upstairs came down, and a pair of slender legs stepped out. A man in a suit walked straight out, followed by a man chasing him.

"Mr. He, please listen to me. We still have room for negotiation. We are willing to give up another five points."

He Wenjing glanced at the time and said, "No need."

He stopped and his eyes swept across a beautiful figure. Looking over, he saw a pretty young girl who was looking at her mobile phone with her eyes lowered. For some reason, he couldn't help but look at her a few more times. He didn't leave home until the people behind him caught up with him.

My heart was pounding at the full moon in front of the window, and I didn't dare to look up until someone appeared.

"Tong, am I seeing things? That's He Wenjing, right?"

The system said: "Yes! But he didn't recognize you, what are you afraid of?"

Man Yue thought about it and realized, yes! What was she afraid of? Apart from her name, her identity, family background, and even her age were fake, not to mention the voice changer she used when she spoke to him.

The system chuckled twice. "Is this what you humans call a guilty conscience? Host, you've finally come to this! If you had known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place? You toyed with other people's feelings, and now you're getting your comeuppance!"

"Shut up, you idiot."

The system flashed a ball of light and flew around without making a sound. It kept its mouth shut, but it was speaking in its heart.

It's retribution!