Chapter 2193: Verbal Truth (14)

Chapter 2193: Chapter 2193: Verbal Truth (14)

Fei Jiang didn’t stay long. Fei Youping escorted him out, then gathered her cloak around herself and came back to the living room.

Chuzheng was still sitting in the wheelchair. As soon as Fei Youping walked in, she met her gaze.

Fei Youping’s beautiful eyes narrowed.

How did this little girl end up getting involved with that lunatic Fei Jiang?

And how did she just...

Fei Youping hadn’t gotten any news yet, and with all the stuff about Fei Jinxue, she hadn’t had time to ask how things were going.

Now seeing Chuzheng come back safe and sound, and even together with Fei Jiang, Fei Youping’s heart was in complete turmoil.

What Fei Jiang said just now...

The more Fei Youping thought about it, the less sure she felt, always sensing that Fei Jiang had been warning her.

"Xiao Chu, where did you get hurt?" Fei Youping posed as the elder, asking with concern, "Do you need me to call someone to take a look at you?"

"Does Mo Xiangqiu know about you sending someone to deal with me?"

As soon as Chuzheng said this, the whole living room fell into a strange silence.

Fei Youping’s heart gave a jolt. When she first saw Chuzheng she’d already thought that thing might have failed, but she hadn’t expected Chuzheng to point it out directly.

"Know about what?" Mo Xiangqiu’s voice sounded from upstairs. "Mo Chuzheng, have you forgotten the rules? Calling your elder by her name!"

Mo Xiangqiu was furious, his voice echoing in the empty living room.

"Your dear wife had someone drug me and send me to another man."

Mo Xiangqiu’s steps halted midway down the stairs. "What did you say?"

The shock on his face didn’t look fake; he really seemed unaware of what Fei Youping had done behind his back.

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Mo Xiangqiu clearly didn’t believe it, thinking Chuzheng was slandering Fei Youping. "How could your aunt possibly do something like that!"

Chuzheng nodded. "Possibly."

Mo Xiangqiu: "..."

Fei Youping finally snapped out of it, sounding worried. "What drugging is Xiao Chu talking about?"

From the looks of it, Fei Youping even seemed a bit more dutiful than Mo Xiangqiu.

After everything Chuzheng had just said, Mo Xiangqiu’s focus was still on Fei Youping; he didn’t care at all what had happened to Chuzheng.

Chuzheng’s tone was indifferent. "You know very well."

Fei Youping: "How would I know? Xiao Chu, did you hear someone talking nonsense outside? What’s this about you getting drugged?"

All right then!

Won’t shed a tear until she sees the coffin.

Chuzheng pulled out her phone, tapped a few times, and held it up for Fei Youping to see.

There was a video on the phone, and of course Fei Youping recognized the main character in it.

Right now, the man in the video was staring at the camera in terror, pointing her out as the mastermind behind it all.

That man’s gaze almost seemed to peer through the phone and see her on this side.

"Youping?" Mo Xiangqiu looked at his wife in shock.

Why was that man pointing at her...

Mo Xiangqiu genuinely hadn’t known about this. Today he’d just thought Fei Youping wanted to take Chuzheng out to broaden her horizons.

He had no idea there was such a scheme afterward.

With Mo Xiangqiu staring at her, Fei Youping’s unease grew.

"Xiangqiu, I don’t know what’s going on," Fei Youping said, then turned to Chuzheng again. "Xiao Chu, I don’t know this person..."

Chuzheng put her phone away. "Mrs. Fei, it shouldn’t be hard to find evidence of your dealings with him. If I want to check, I can definitely find it. What’s the point of denying it? Or are you planning to dump everything on him? How do you know he didn’t leave evidence behind?"

The girl spoke neither too fast nor too slow.

But every word was like it was wrapped in ice chips, sinking cold and sharp into Fei Youping’s ears.

Fei Youping couldn’t help clenching her fists. This little brat...

She’d thought she would be easy to handle, so she hadn’t bothered plotting too much.

...It had to be Fei Jiang!

It must’ve been him helping her, or she couldn’t have found out so fast.

But why would Fei Jiang help this little brat so much?

What on earth did he see in her?

Chuzheng stood up from the wheelchair, a chill spreading between her brows and eyes. "Mrs. Fei, we need to have a nice chat."

Chuzheng then had a nice chat with Fei Youping—using her fists. Maybe Mo Xiangqiu had been too shocked, because he only came back to his senses and tried to stop Chuzheng after Fei Youping was already on the floor.

Unfortunately, Mo Xiangqiu’s words had zero effect.

The end result was the whole family lying down neatly in a row.

Chuzheng smoothed down her skirt and, like a queen, looked down at the people on the ground from above.

"Mrs. Fei, if there’s a next time, it won’t be as simple as today’s little chat."

Fei Youping had never suffered such a beating before; she was nearly driven insane.

"You..."

Fei Youping pointed at her, but couldn’t squeeze out a single word for a long time.

Chuzheng was very polite. "Good night, you two. Sweet dreams."

Fei Youping: "..."

Mo Xiangqiu: "..."

Sweet dreams, my ass. They’d be lucky not to have nightmares!

"Mo Xiangqiu, you really raised a great daughter!" Once Chuzheng left, Fei Youping vented her anger on Mo Xiangqiu.

Mo Xiangqiu: "..."

He hardly recognized her anymore. Was that really his daughter?

Mo Xiangqiu’s expression shifted again and again. "Youping, you...really...drugged her?"

Fei Youping stayed silent.

From her silence, Mo Xiangqiu seemed to understand something. His voice went hoarse. "No matter what, she’s the girl I raised. How could you..."

"Mo Xiangqiu, are you blaming me now?" That damned girl dared to go after Jin Xue; how could she let her off.

"Youping, this matter..."

Fei Youping didn’t want to listen to Mo Xiangqiu’s nonsense. Limping, she went upstairs.

Today’s matter was far from over.

-

Upstairs.

After lying down, Chuzheng felt like there was something she hadn’t done.

[Miss, it’s about to double.]

The King’s Account very considerately reminded her.

Chuzheng: "..."

Oh, right!

She hadn’t squandered money yet!

With a hundred thousand inner protests, even after it doubled, she still had to drag herself up and go squander money.

When Chuzheng came back hugging a pile of stuff and lay down again, she felt life was just too hard.

She wanted a Good Person Card.

Chuzheng clasped her hands together. I hope a Good Person Card can appear in front of me.

Chuzheng waited half an hour, but not even a ghost showed up.

Truly a trash function.

Chuzheng yanked the blanket up over her head and went to sleep.

The next day.

As soon as Chuzheng opened her eyes, she saw a man sitting leisurely at the head of her bed, smiling at her.

Chuzheng: "!!!"

Trying to scare someone to death!

"Awake?"

The man’s voice was pleasant. Hearing a voice like that first thing in the morning, Chuzheng felt her self-control wobble a little.

She wanted to run her hands through his hair...

She wanted to hear him...

Chuzheng hurriedly cut off those thoughts that were easy to get her 404’d.

She propped herself up to sit. "Why are you here?"

Fei Jiang: "..."

That was a good question.

Who knew why he’d suddenly felt like coming to see her in the middle of the night instead of sleeping.

Fei Jiang gave a little laugh, his tone slightly arrogant. "The entire Fei Family is mine. I go wherever I want."

"But you’re mine," Chuzheng muttered under her breath.

"What?"

Chuzheng said faintly, "Mr. Fei, barging into a girl’s room early in the morning is dangerous." I have no idea what I might do.

After all, the Good Person Card was so tempting...

He’d even delivered himself to her.

She wanted it!

"Hm?" Was there something wrong with that sentence? Wasn’t the dangerous one supposed to be the girl?

Chuzheng used practical action to show Fei Jiang where exactly the danger lay.