Bad news? What bad news? I looked at Feng Zhenyang eagerly, signaling him to stop keeping me in suspense and tell me quickly.
Feng Zhenyang's voice became serious and slightly solemn: "My seventh uncle is awake."
After a pause, he continued, "I really don't know whether this is good news or bad news, but... it's only a matter of time before he wakes up. If he doesn't wake up, it will be a big deal."
"But waking up now may not be a good thing. This matter is a bit troublesome." Feng Zhenyang shook his head helplessly: "He has always been a persistent person. This matter will take a while."
As Feng Zhenyang said, Feng Nan's awakening is both a good thing and a bad thing. Now when I think of Feng Nan, I still feel a lingering fear. He is simply a pervert, and he has become perverted to a certain level. He has done this kind of thing more than once or twice, otherwise he would not be so comfortable and arrogant. If Zhao Yicheng had not appeared that day, I don't know where I am now.
So I couldn't help but worry: "Will he cause trouble for Zhao Yicheng?"
"Hey! Shen Jiaying, shouldn't you worry about yourself first?" Feng Zhenyang's face darkened, and he said unhappily, "You don't worry about yourself, but you worry about Zhao Yicheng first. Tell me if you still have feelings for him."
With my current relationship with Feng Zhenyang, I didn't need to explain to him, but since he helped me, I had to explain. Even so, I couldn't help but despise him: "Feng Zhenyang, do you think I'm such a cheap person? I'm worried about Zhao Yicheng because he got involved in this to help me, shouldn't I be worried? If I don't worry about him, what am I? Am I not an ungrateful person?"
"I think you are an ungrateful person!" Feng Zhenyang still had a stern face and used words to slander and attack Zhao Yicheng: "He Zhao Yicheng may not be involved in this dispute just to help you."
"Hey! I say...can you stop thinking of people as so complicated?" I was speechless at Feng Zhenyang. What kind of person is this!
Feng Zhenyang was speechless. He thought I was an idiot. He snorted coldly, his tone full of contempt: "You think too simply of people. If Zhao Yicheng was simple, would he have cheated in the first place? If he was simple, would he have been related to my fifth uncle?"
Before he finished speaking, Feng Zhenyang immediately shut up, as if he was intentionally hiding something.
Once words are spoken, they can be taken back. I looked at Feng Zhenyang in shock: "What did you say? Zhao Yicheng and your fifth uncle! Is he related to Feng Yue?"
What kind of relationship does Zhao Yicheng have with Feng Yue? Is he and Feng Yue gay? Is he Feng Yue's long-lost son? Or is he Feng Yue's long-lost brother? Or does he have an unclear love-hate relationship with Feng Yue
Thousands of bizarre and bloody possibilities immediately popped up in my mind, but they were all completely refuted by Feng Zhenyang's words.
Feng Zhenyang looked at me like an idiot: "Are you a pig or a pig? You have been married to him for so long, how come you don't know anything? I thought..."
Feng Zhenyang likes to keep people in suspense. He seemed to be hesitant to speak when he got to this point, so I got really angry. I was so anxious: "Why do you think so? Can you finish what you want to say at once? It's always like this, you only say half of what you want to say!"
At that time, Feng Zhenyang really thought I knew everything, but I was really a stupid woman. Maybe it wasn't stupidity, but I trusted Zhao Yicheng too much in the past. I believed that he was a down-to-earth person. However, in this circle, how many people can really make it without any connections, just relying on that little strength.
At first, Zhao Yicheng was working hard, but one day, he couldn't go on, and Feng Yue found him. When his youth was gone, he was exhausted but had no gains, so he resolutely chose to cooperate with Feng Yue.
Feng Zhenyang was hesitant. After struggling for a while, he said in a serious voice with a frown, "In fact, my fifth uncle already knew your identity. He asked Zhao Yicheng to take your photos and photos of you when you were a child. I don't know what he did with them, but he took them regularly."
"Feng Yue asked Zhao Yicheng to take my photos? What did he do with my photos? When did it start?" I have a special trust in Feng Zhenyang. This trust comes from more than ten years of friendship and the support he has given me in the past two years. So I believed what he said and asked a series of questions in succession.
But Feng Zhenyang was not so clear about these questions. He shook his head and frowned, "I don't know about this either. I found it accidentally. In fact... I'm not sure if it was Zhao Yicheng. Not long ago, I saw my fifth uncle and Zhao Yicheng negotiating. I found those photos when I sneaked into my fifth uncle's room. In addition to your childhood photos, there are also high school photos, and even... There are also photos at home. I think the clothes should be bought by you a few years ago. You said that the photos of you at home, who else could have taken them except Zhao Yicheng?"
Yes, who else could have taken the photos of me at home a few years ago except Zhao Yicheng? So, for so many years, the man sleeping next to me has been taking photos of me every day for Feng Yue. Thinking about it now, I feel cold all over. It's even more terrifying than seeing a ghost. Zhao Yicheng, is he such a person? But... why did he do this
I was full of questions and confused: "Why would he do this?"
"How should I know?" Feng Zhenyang shook his head, looking pale: "Shen Jiaying, do you think I'm Baidu Encyclopedia? Baidu Encyclopedia doesn't know this either!"
"But..." Then he said this, with a dark look on his face, guessing: "I guess this time Zhao Yicheng took the blame for you, but no police looked at the records because my fifth uncle wanted to kill Zhao Yicheng. So, even if this didn't happen, I'm afraid Zhao Yicheng would still suffer other disasters. This is not an unprovoked disaster for him. Don't think that he was involved because of you. I think you got him involved."
"Bullshit! It was you who got involved, right?" I immediately refuted Feng Zhenyang and questioned his words: "No, why should I believe what you say? Why should I believe everything you say? I believe you said Zhao Yicheng and Feng Yue were in collusion? You said Zhao Yicheng encountered this because Feng Yue wanted to kill him, I also believe it? Why should I believe whatever you say?"
I have an inexplicable sense of trust in Feng Zhenyang, but he has lied to me before, and more than once. God knows if what he says now is true. This guy has such dark thoughts!
Facing my doubts, Feng Zhenyang's face turned pale, and he almost threatened me with his gloomy and sharp eyes: "Shen Jiaying, you don't believe me? If you don't trust me, why do you ask me for help? I don't care about this matter, you solve it yourself!"
Bitch! A real green tea bitch! Shen Jiaying calm down! You can't scold him like this. If you scold him like this, if he really doesn't help you, how are you going to clean up this mess? The pregnancy thing has been spread out, and now it is estimated that people all over the country know about it. If you want to take it back now, I'm afraid it can't be taken back.
As a person who fears death, I temporarily threw away my self-esteem, and tried to squeeze out a relatively gentle smile and said to Feng Zhenyang: "It's not that I don't believe you, I do believe you! I tell you Feng Zhenyang, I believe you! Right, right, right! Zhao Yicheng must have colluded with Feng Yue! What you said is right! What you said is right! You are also right about eating shit!"
What does it mean to flatter someone and hit the horse in the mouth? It's what I'm like. Fortunately, I hit Feng Zhenyang's horse in the mouth. He glanced at me with contempt and speechlessness: "I said, can you flatter someone with some skills? Forget it... It's better to expect you to flatter a sow than to expect you to climb a tree!"
"You can still expect a boar to climb a tree..." I'm not rude in front of Feng Zhenyang, but sometimes I'm not very polite. Now that I think about it, I'm not as polite as I am in front of Zhao Yicheng. I'm not so casual in front of Zhao Yicheng. I really don't know how I got along with Zhao Yicheng in the first place.
There is always a passer-by in everyone's life. Some people stay for a short time, while others stay for a longer time. Zhao Yicheng appeared in my life for a long time, and he almost influenced my entire life.
At around 7pm, Feng Zhenyang and I were arguing about who should sleep on the sofa or he should sleep on the sofa, or I should go home. Feng Zhenyang shamelessly said that we could sleep together! How could I sleep with him! So I immediately refused: "Who wants to sleep with you! Are you sick? You think you can do whatever you want just because you helped me? I tell you it's impossible!"
Just when Feng Zhenyang and I were arguing heatedly, my cell phone rang, so I stopped arguing with him. Compared with Feng Zhenyang, the phone call was more important. I was wondering if it was Rong Fang calling. She was mad at me and she didn't answer my several calls. Maybe because of Feng Zhenyang's scene on the set, not only would I lose the opportunity, but the company would also have to pay compensation!
When I thought of Rong Fang and her roaring voice, I got scared and picked up the phone tremblingly. But... the words that came into my eyes made me even more nervous—Zhao Yicheng.
Feng Zhenyang noticed that my face looked strange, and looked at me suspiciously and asked, "Who is it? Why don't you answer it?"
I thought about it and decided that I had to talk things out, so I stood up and planned to go outside to talk. However, as soon as I stood up and took a step, Feng Zhenyang grabbed me from behind. He held my waist with one hand and snatched my phone with the other. I fell backwards in a horrible posture.
It wasn't just my posture that was horrible, but also my phone. Feng Zhenyang snatched my phone and quickly answered the call. His face was as cold as ice and his voice was cold and gloomy: "Looking for Shen Jiaying? She's already asleep..." (To be continued)