Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

Cheng Yuanzheng remained unmoved and looked down at him indifferently.

Chu Beiwang smiled bitterly, and did not try to show off those negotiation skills.

As brilliant as Cheng's expedition, the first grandchild of the Cheng family, he knows these tricks no less than himself.

"You are right in your doubts, all this is indeed designed by Ji Fengyun. His target is Su Haitang."

Su Haitang has always been able to calm down, and many big people have been killed. Coupled with Cheng Yuanzheng's prior guessing and analysis, he has been mentally prepared for even more terrible situations. The inside story that Chu Beiwang has now confessed is really true. It doesn't hurt or itchy.

"You want to say that you are also forced to be helpless, and have a handle in Ji Fengyun's hands?" Su Haitang endured fatigue and suppressed so many bad emotions, making her a little irritable.

"Tell me to guess, do you want to say that you were framed? Ji Fengyun used his mother to frame you?"

Chu Beiwang quickly revealed a touch of shock! It's just that the stupid look of staring eyes and mouth opened for too long, but it seems fake and contrived.

"You, did you see it?"

Chu Beiwang stammered, and the scar on his face twitched slightly, making it glowing red.

Definitely asking "see" instead of "know", this Chu Beiwang is very dishonest.

Su Haitang squinted, quarreling impatiently with the cunning fox, and turned his head away with a hum.

Cheng Yuanzheng smiled comfortingly at her and motioned her to go back to the car to avoid the wind and cold.

Su Haitang shook his head and insisted on staying.

Cheng Yuanzheng has a keen mind and a different level of thinking.

But he is also weak, and the face blind can not see his expression clearly.

She has heard of the concept of micro-expression, which is very effective in detecting cases and distinguishing lies. Although she doesn't have much experience, the woman's instincts are quite mysterious, and she also has to do her part to help Cheng Yuanzheng check the omissions.

Besides, there are little foxes who can help. The intuition and spirituality of the beast is even more amazing!

Su Haitang remembered the business, hugged the little fox to warm her hands, took a deep breath of the cold air and calmed down, signalling Cheng Yuanzheng to take the lead in asking questions, and she would listen in quietly.

Cheng Yuanzheng glanced at her and the furry little fox in her arms. They were equally innocent and cute. He couldn't help but sigh with a smile in his heart, like a master.

"Chu Beiwang, if you have something to say, don't go around, everyone's time is precious. It's not easy to explain why you have been alone for so long?"

Chu Beiwang's cheek scar was uncontrollable and trembled slightly, as if a bug had come alive, and Su Haitang was guilty of nausea.

But she still didn't look away, but observed more intently.

She had even seen the horror scenes of blood splashing and brain overflowing, and the burning man flying into the sky with a scorching smell. This little battle was really nothing.

Chu Beiwang's eyes flickered quickly, and then he returned to the look of helpless wry smile.

"I also have a hard time talking. As you can see, I was hit, and when I woke up I found out that I had taken those unsightly photos."

"The issue of the relationship between men and women in life style is a minefield. In order to keep the career I love and keep this uniform, I have no choice but to compromise."

"You wouldn't have thought that such a despicable and insidious strategy came from the hands of Young Master Ji who was born in Guangfeng Jiyue."

His tone was full of resentment, and he raised his head slightly, his eyes seemed to flicker.

"Although I knew he had been cruel since he was a child, I never expected that he would become even more unscrupulous to this point!"

"Do you know why he was sent to practice in Wudang Mountain thousands of miles away at a young age and didn't pick him up for more than ten years?"

"He strangled the Second Young Master himself! His own brother!"

Chu Beiwang's expression was complicated, and his excitement was mixed with a touch of fear.

"He was only five years old that year! His father died less than a year ago, and his mother gave birth to the poor posthumous child, which was originally a good thing to import."

"But Ji Ji is an independent man. He didn't want a brother to share a piece of the pie, so he took advantage of the fact that he was not paying attention to the baby before the full moon."