Chapter 79

Fu Yunfei shook her head: "I haven't seen her. If I have, I can't remember a girl with such looks and temperament. I'm sure I've never seen her before."

"As for which family it is, I don't know. But I don't think the clothes she wears are big brands. It's not custom-made. It shouldn't be from a big family."

This is actually a little against my heart.

Some people's temperament does not depend on a dress.

Even if the girl didn't wear a big brand or a private custom, her noble temperament could not be covered up.

She just didn't want to be too shocked to say that.

Of course, feiran will know that she didn't tell the truth when she saw me, but by that time, feiran should have adjusted almost, maybe they all came out.

In this way, the girl's temperament and origin will not have a great impact on feiran.

"Well."

Fu Yunfei nodded again and again.

I took a picture secretly and didn't intend to show it to feiran.

"Feiran, you..."

Meng feiran forced a smile and interrupted her: "I'm fine."

"It's late. I'll ask my assistant to book a room for you. You stay here for one night and go back tomorrow morning. Yu Kun is a scum man. You can't rely on him. You can see his true face. Don't be sad for such unworthy people."

Fu Yunfei looked at her and was moved.

Feiran was so sad that he didn't forget to comfort her.

Lean over and hold her arm: "feiran, I've been cheated by the scum man for three years. I feel very uncomfortable. Will you sleep with me tonight?"

"Feifei, you know, I don't like sleeping with others."

"OK..."

In fact, she was afraid that feiran was too sad and wanted to accompany her.

Originally she was very sad. Seeing feiran pretending to be strong, she suddenly felt that her sadness was nothing.

Fu Yunfei was led away by Meng feiran's assistant.

Only Meng feiran was left in the suite.

She sat on the sofa with her knees in her arms, her head buried in her knees and cried for a long time. Then she took out her mobile phone and took out a pure black card from her wallet in her bag.

It's a business card.

There's only one name and a list of phone numbers on it.

At first glance, it is not a business card that ordinary people can have.

Dial out. It'll be through soon.

"Hello?" It's a male voice.

The voice is low and decadent. Hearing the voice alone can give people a feeling of being stunned.

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo, do you remember me? I was the person who helped you when I met you injured in the bar last time. You gave me a business card and said you owed me a favor."

"Oh, it's the lovely lady. I remember you." It's cute, but it makes people feel intimidated.

"Are you calling to return this favor?"

"Poor, almost." Even across the phone, Meng feiran was still a little afraid of this young but bloody man.

"I can see that Mr. Mo is not an ordinary person. I want you to check someone for me. I don't know it's inconvenient for you?"

"Check people?"

"Well, if it's inconvenient for you..."

"I said that if I owe you a favor, I will pay it back naturally. If I pay it back, I will be clear. I don't like to owe others."

"Check who?"

"Yucheng Qi family..."

Before she finished, she was interrupted by the other party: "Qi Jing?"

The tone is no longer careless.

It seems that I was lying down just now and suddenly sat up when I heard this.

Meng feiran Weidun: "Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo, do you know Qi Jing?"