Mr. Zhan’s Little Demon is All Grown up

  Chapter 1893 tied to a tree

  Bei Mingyue said: "You are my woman, you can do whatever you want without thinking about anything."

  Feng Qingyan curled her lips into a smile: "Yes."

night.

  Amidst the discussions, Feng Qingyao slowly opened her eyes.

  The purpose of entering is a group of people with surprised and puzzled eyes.

   "Who is this woman? Why was she **** here?"

   "I must have done something bad and got revenge. She doesn't look like a good person."

   "That's right! It's probably the mistress who seduced her husband and was found out to take revenge. You can see 'I'm a bad woman' written on her face, she must have done nothing good."

   After being stunned for a long time, Feng Qingyao came back to her senses, and then she lowered her eyes to look at herself, and found that she was actually tied to a tree.

  Beside it is a lively commercial street, pedestrians pass by constantly, stop, and look at her with strange eyes.

  Some older women pointed at her, talking about her being a bad person.

  Feng Qingyao's face suddenly turned red, and she said to everyone: "No, I'm not a mistress! Who, who did this to me on purpose, let me go!"

   She stared at the crowd in front of her and roared.

   However, apart from watching the fun, no one stepped forward to help her untie.

  The aunt said: "What's wrong! I think you are! You don't look like a good woman."

   "You fart! I am."

  Feng Qingyao wanted to say that she was the second miss of the Feng family, but if she said so, everyone would know how embarrassing the second miss of the Feng family was, and how she would behave in the future.

  Seeing that she hesitated to speak, the aunt snorted coldly: "What are you? Say it? Why don't you say it?"

"It's none of your business who I am, get the **** out of here!" Feng Qingyao's face turned red and then pale, and then she looked at the others and said, "Whoever you come over to help me untie the rope, I'll give you money, one hundred thousand !"

   One hundred thousand!

   This is not a small amount for ordinary people, and someone responded immediately.

   "I, I'm coming." A man who looked like a **** ran over immediately.

  Aunt immediately stopped him: "Wait! You just believe her when she tells you, she is so miserable, maybe she has no money at all."

  Feng Qingyao just breathed a sigh of relief, when she heard this, she was almost so angry that she didn't come up, she was so angry that she died.

   She stared at the woman, gritted her teeth and said, "Get out of here!"

   Then she looked at the man again, and said, "I'm rich. I'm not a mistress. Someone deliberately harmed me. Hurry up and untie this broken rope for me, and I'll give you two hundred thousand!"

  The man hesitated, thought for a while, and said: "What if you don't give me money after I untie it for you?"

  Feng Qingyao's head was full of black lines: "I told you to give it to you, and I will definitely give it to you. I don't care about the mere two hundred thousand, you untie it for me."

   "No! You have to make a written statement."

  Feng Qingyao was about to explode in anger, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay."

  The man walked quickly to the small stall next to him, bought paper and pens, and prepared to write a receipt. People around him were suspicious and just waited to watch the show.

   "What's your name?" The man asked with a pen.

  Feng Qingyao: "...I don't want to say it."

  The man frowned: "You don't tell me how to make a written statement? You don't have any money, or you want to renege on your debt?"

   "I will not renege on the debt, you let me go, and I will transfer the money to you immediately."

   "What are you talking about? You have nothing on your body except a suit of clothes."

  Feng Qingyao endured the overwhelming anger, and said again: "I told you to give it to you, I will definitely give it to you, so you can't let me go first, at worst, you go home with me to get it."

   After thinking for a while, the man said: "No, what if you don't accept the account after you go home!"

  Feng Qingyao almost spit out a mouthful of blood: "Then what do you want?"

  (end of this chapter)