Chapter 753

Fang Jiayin's face changed suddenly when he heard this, and fierce hatred flashed in his eyes. Liu Changfu looked at him, and was actually afraid. He quickly changed the subject, "Then you have to tell me your plan, right?"

Fang Jiayin walked to Liu Changfu's side and leaned into his ear...

...

In the dead of night, the entrance of the first moat is also quiet, and the signboard on the top of the door is shining brightly.

Yan Rusheng and Ming Ancheng walked out of the gate side by side, chatting as they walked.

Suddenly, a woman's figure came out from the dark and stopped in front of them.

Yan Rusheng's face darkened, and he looked coldly at the weak-faced woman in front of him.

"Ah... President Yan."

Fang Jiayin wore a white bottoming dress with a wine red leather jacket over it, staring at Yan Rusheng with watery eyes.

That perfect and beautiful face, under the flashing neon lights, is charming and charming.

However, the expressions of the two men in front of them did not show any signs of pity, especially Yan Rusheng's expression was as cold as ice.

"Miss Fang, what can I do?"

There was undisguised disgust mixed in the pretentiously unfamiliar tone.

Fang Jiayin's hand holding the strap of the bag tightened slightly, she looked at Ming Ancheng beside Yan Rusheng, and hesitated to speak.

Yan Rusheng didn't want to talk to her anymore, and was about to leave when Fang Jiayin suddenly called out to him, "Ah Sheng...can I talk to you alone?"

"Miss Fang, I seem to have reminded you more than once to call me Mr. Yan or Mr. Yan." Yan Rusheng stopped, his face was cold, and the disgust became more obvious in his deep black eyes. He said, "Young Master Ming is not an outsider. , I know everything about him.”

Fang Jiayin bit her lip and nodded, then opened her mouth again, "Then... can I borrow a step?"

Yan Rusheng didn't answer Fang Jiayin in a hurry, but turned his head and exchanged glances with Ming Ancheng. They looked at each other, and a meaningful smile flashed across their eyes.

Then Yan Rusheng nodded to Fang Jiayin, "Yes."

There was a 24-hour coffee shop right next to it. They walked into the coffee shop and sat down in the corner.

One person asked for a glass of boiled water.

Yan Rusheng crossed his legs, leaned lazily on the soft sofa, looked at Fang Jiayin opposite him, and waited for her to speak.

Holding the water glass, Fang Jiayin hesitated for a while before she spoke, "My uncle said...that you were the one who reported him, is it true?"

Yan Rusheng asked amusedly, "Miss Fang, are you questioning me? So what if it's true? So what if it's not true?"

Fang Jiayin quickly shook her head and explained, "No, no, I didn't mean that."

After finishing speaking, she quickly glanced at Ming Ancheng who was beside Yan Rusheng. He had a smile on his brows and eyes, with a deep smile and obvious irony.

She held the cup tightly with her hands, trying to restrain the self-esteem that was clamoring in her heart. She still looked weak and explained with a hint of crying: "Four years ago, I really didn't do that to you, that The news is obviously that someone is going to frame me, we were in a relationship at the time, and I didn't have to do that."

Yan Rusheng sneered, "Then what do you mean, you were the one who spent a good night with me that night?"

Behind his cold smile was the anger that he wanted to rush over and strangle her to death.

If it wasn't for this woman who pretended to be Xuxu, how could Xuxu have been hurt so much?

He can't make up for it in his life.

Pregnancy, miscarriage, alone helpless.