Ma’am You Have Been Uncovered

Hearing this, Pan Mingyue turned to the window stiffly.

She suddenly thought of something, and her eyes became cold and listless.

Madam Feng frowned on the other end of the phone. “Why aren’t you speaking?”

Pan Mingyue murmured, “Unworthy indeed.”

After speaking, she hung up without waiting for Madam Feng’s reply.

The phone slipped from her hand and she dropped her head feebly, her eyes looking very empty.

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Madam Feng hung up.

Frowning, she turned over Pan Mingyue’s last words in her mind and threw the phone onto the table. “At least she’s self-aware.”

Li Shuangning was sitting on the sofa opposite her.

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Upon hearing this, she paused slightly with the teacup and turned to her with her wavy hair slipping over her shoulders. “Feng Ci…”

“He hasn’t been out all day and night. He’s just torturing himself,” said Madam Feng with a sneer as she picked up the teacup. “I don’t know what’s so good about Pan Mingyue. She gives me the creeps.”

She was naturally happy that there was a problem between the two.

Although the Feng family wasn’t as prestigious in Beijing as it was in Yun Cheng, it still held a considerable and firm foundation.

Pan Mingyue’s parents were unknown, and Feng Ci was the only son of the Feng family. There was no way Madam Feng would let him marry Pan Mingyue.

The two of them were talking when Feng Loucheng returned home.

He was covered in frost and wasn’t in a good mood after meeting Cheng Juan.

Li Shuangning immediately stood up from the sofa and respectfully greeted him. “Uncle Feng.”

Feng Loucheng only nodded lightly at her.

Seeing the shopping bags on the table, he couldn’t help but press his temples. “I told you to give Mingyue something. Why didn’t you?”

He had caused Qin Ran to be misunderstood back in Yun Cheng.

Feng Loucheng couldn’t personally deliver the things to Pan Mingyue because University was much scarier than High School.

Madam Feng glanced mockingly at the shopping bags. “Feng Loucheng, you want me to clean up after you?”

She sounded very critical.

Feng Loucheng had always concealed Pan Mingyue’s matter from her, making her suspect that Pan Mingyue was his illegitimate daughter.

This year, Qian Dui and Hao Dui had cleared up the misunderstanding.

Cheng Juan had also clearly understood this matter. Feng Loucheng didn’t believe that the Cheng family wouldn’t protect Pan Mingyue.

But now…

Feng Loucheng lightly glanced at Madam Feng. “Come to my study room.”

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Li Shuangning quickly put down her teacup and left.

Madam Feng followed Feng Loucheng to his study room and stood by his table. Because Pan Mingyue had retreated willingly, she was in a much better mood than before. “Go on, let me see what excuses you’ll come up with.”

Feng Loucheng took out a pile of documents from the safe and threw them in front of her. “See for yourself.”

Madam Feng casually flipped through the documents.

She was slightly taken aback.

It was a drug enforcement file.

Feng Loucheng had been keeping this file.

Drug Enforcement Police 0976: Yao Weilin

“Mingyue’s father is Yao Weilin, my former subordinate.” Feng Loucheng glanced at her indifferently. “Mingyue is an orphan because of my misjudgment. Her parents and brother were murdered by the drug lords for revenge.”

“Then, why did you tell me to treat her like my own daughter…” Madam Feng was taken aback.

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She wasn’t an unreasonable person, but Feng Loucheng’s attitude towards Pan Mingyue was indeed wrong, and he had always refused to explain it to her.

She had always thought Pan Mingyue was his first love’s daughter.

“Yao Weilin has a special status. Mingyue has never seen him since she was a child.” Feng Loucheng lit a cigarette. “The first time she met him was the last time she would ever see him. I want to compensate her as much as possible.”

Feng Loucheng didn’t say anything about the mental hospital.

No matter who it was, people would think weirdly of anyone who had stayed in a mental hospital before. Other than Cheng Juan, Feng Loucheng didn’t intend on telling anyone else.

“That…” Madam Feng was speechless.

Feng Loucheng hadn’t been very clear on his intentions and hadn’t discovered Pan Mingyue’s relationship with Feng Ci.

Now that Madam Feng knew the truth, her feelings inevitably became complicated. She didn’t dare to tell him about Pan Mingyue and Feng Ci.

“I’ll look for her tomorrow.” Madam Feng was now feeling very confused. She left the study room and glanced at Feng Ci’s room.

After pondering for a long time, she decided not to say anything about Pan Mingyue.

She returned to her room and took out an appraisal report from her dressing table—

It was Pan Mingyue’s medicine.

The appraisal report was very clear—

It was a neuroleptic drug. Pan Mingyue indeed had mental problems.

Madam Feng put the report away. Although she now sympathized with Pan Mingyue, she would never let Feng Ci marry her. Pan Mingyue was still unworthy in terms of her background and other aspects.

As for the truth, she didn’t intend on telling Feng Ci.

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The next day.

At 8 am.

Cheng Juan parked his car at the parking lot of the corporation, where Cheng Jin was. Leaning over, he unfastened her seat belt and leaned towards her. “Go up and find a quiet lounge, okay?”

“No,” Qin Ran looked around and calmly glanced over at the cafe that Ouyang Wei told her to meet. “I’m going to buy a cup of milk tea.”

Cheng Juan stared at her for a long time, but since this was his territory, he didn’t feel worried. He reached out to stroke her hair. “Okay, wait for me to come back.”

Five minutes later.

In the office.

Cheng Juan pushed the door open.

A figure stood by the office window with his back to the door.

Raising his foot to kick the door, Cheng Juan lightly glanced at the person with both hands in his pockets. His handsome face was expressionless, but his eyebrows were a little sharp.

“You’re here.” The man turned and smiled at him. The hair near his temples had turned white and his voice was very gentle. “I haven’t heard from you for so long, but you should know the reason why I’m here. If you’re done playing, you should stop now. Ouyang Wei is the perfect candidate that I personally cultivated.”

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