Chapter 62 She just wants the truth.

Feng Zhuyi raised a sarcastic arc at the corner of her lips, and her clear eyes were filled with deep contempt.

Although she has held Bai Xunan's heart in her hands over the years, he still loves her as before and never dares to find a mistress outside or spend money like other people in the circle.

But even if he doesn't say it, Feng Zhuyi can guess something.

He has always missed Ruan Lichu in his heart, but he only dares to miss her silently in his heart.

Feng Zhuyi knows the bad nature of men very well. As long as Bai Xunan doesn't make trouble in front of her, she will give him this freedom.

However, when she saw Ruan Liuzheng today, the jealousy that had been hidden in her heart for a long time emerged again, especially when she saw Ruan Liuzheng's arrogant look.

It made her hate it so much that her teeth itched.

Feng Zhuyi took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger that was surging in her heart.

She sneered, "No matter if I am worthy or not, it is your mother who is in a miserable state in the end, and it is also your mother who is reduced to being homeless."

"Ruan Liuzheng, reality has proved that people like you and your mother are only worthy of carrying shoes for me and my daughter."

Ruan Liuzheng's expression was indifferent, and her cold eyes were calm and deep. She glanced at Feng Zhuyi indifferently, and her voice was cold as winter water, "Jumping clown."

"Tell me, what can you do to give me the things left by my grandmother. I don't have time to watch your performance here, poor!"

Ruan Liuzheng gently lifted her eyelids, looking at Feng Zhuyi with a cold and sarcastic look, and a hint of coldness that dropped to the freezing point.

Her eyes were indifferent, as if nothing was worth her care, and in her eyes, it seemed that nothing was worth mentioning.

Feng Zhuyi gritted her teeth, and tightened her clenched palms a little more, with a little hatred in her eyes.

'Crack-'

The fragile nails did not hold up after all, and broke in Feng Zhuyi's palms all of a sudden, and the bright red blood instantly overflowed from the palms.

The sudden pain brought her back to her senses. Feng Zhuyi frowned and threw the broken nail polish aside without changing her expression. Her clear eyes regained their calmness again.

This sudden change made her realize that something was wrong. She

was really mad at Ruan Liuzheng.

She almost fell into her trap.

Why should she be angry with the daughter of a defeated opponent? It was too cheap.

Feng Zhuyi's mind suddenly came to her senses. She sorted out her emotions, sat up slowly, and put on a gentle smile.

"Don't irritate me. The things are in my hands. I was in a hurry to come out today, so I only brought a necklace. If you want to take all your grandmother's things back, then..."

Feng Zhuyi's smile deepened a little bit, and she changed her tone, "You'd better be obedient and let the person who helped you behind the scenes stop, and then cooperate with us to clarify the scandal for Huanqing and Yanci. Otherwise..."

She raised her eyes slightly, and there was no hidden threat in her gentle tone.

Ruan Liuzheng's eyes narrowed, and her brows suddenly darkened.

She was not surprised that Feng Zhuyi could guess the existence of Xie Qingcen, but this request was too fantastic.

In fact, as long as Xie Qingcen stopped, with the strength of the Fu and Bai families, it would be easy to remove this scandal, and there would be no need for her to come forward.

Feng Zhuyi's move was simply to disgust her and purely to make her unhappy.

Ruan Liuzheng's eyebrows moved slightly, and a cold arc appeared at the corner of her lips.

She opened her mouth, "I can make that person stop, but you are just dreaming if you want me to testify for them!" "

Besides, what's there to clarify about a scumbag and a bitch? The hot search has been hanging, which just happened to be in line with your wishes, letting Bai Huanqing marry into the Fu family as soon as possible. Why do you have to put on such a hypocritical attitude?"

Feng Zhuyi's expression was cold, and anger was gushing out of her clear eyes. She was so angry that her lips trembled slightly, and her tone was a little high, "Ruan Liuzheng!"

Ruan Liuzheng hooked her lips, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuation in her cold eyes.

She looked at Feng Zhuyi calmly, with a playful and sarcastic look on her face, "I know what my name is, and I don't need Mrs. Bai to remind me."

"If you can accept it, then I can immediately make the person behind it stop. But if you don't accept it, then... don't blame me."

Ruan Liuzheng shook the phone in his hand, and the meaning was unusually obvious.

Feng Zhuyi's chest rose and fell violently, and the dignified posture that had just been restored with great difficulty disappeared in an instant.

Her eyebrows were furrowed, and her originally pretty face was slightly distorted. She stared at Ruan Liuzheng with hatred, as if she wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

She gritted her teeth and said, "You are really good. In order to harm Huanqing, you even ignored the relics left by your grandmother. You are so cold-blooded."

Ruan Liuzheng raised his eyes coldly, "Isn't it all forced by you? And I can come here, which is my greatest sincerity. I don't think my grandmother will blame me."

"But you, Feng Zhuyi, don't give me face. My patience is limited."

Looking at Ruan Liuzheng's cold and indifferent eyebrows, Feng Zhuyi clenched her palms, and the resentment wrapped around her heart like a vine, making her face become hateful.

After a while, she seemed to remember something, took a deep breath, raised a beautiful arc at the corner of her mouth, and said, "Ruan Liuzheng, you have never believed that your grandfather would transfer all the shares to Bai Xunan before his death? If you can attend this time and help Huanqing and Yanci to testify, then I will give you the will."

"How about letting you investigate it carefully?"

Ruan Liuzheng's eyes were startled, and her beautiful eyebrows twisted into a ball in an instant.

She looked at Feng Zhuyi steadily, and her lips gradually pursed into a straight line.

The palms hanging on her knees were tightly clenched into fists,

and there was a little trembling.

...

Ten minutes later, Ruan Liuzheng walked out of the coffee shop. She was a little absent-minded and strolled on the street. She was very depressed.

She still agreed to Feng Zhuyi's request and promised her that she would attend on time tomorrow to clarify for Bai Huanqing and Fu Yanci.

The reason was simple. Grandpa's will has always been her concern. She really didn't believe that such a smart grandfather would be willing to give all his life's hard work to Bai Xunan.

Even though Bai Xunan has been behaving well since marrying her mother, she knows that her grandfather's suspicion of Bai Xunan has never faded.

So, how could he hand over everything to Bai Xunan at the last moment, leaving nothing for her mother?

She and her mother can choose not to fight, but they can't watch their things fall into the hands of outsiders.

Especially since it was the result of her grandfather's life-long struggle. Although

her mother had her suspicions when she was alive, Bai Xunan and Feng Zhuyi were too thorough and perfect, and they didn't give them a chance to investigate.

However, this time, Feng Zhuyi actually took the initiative to mention that maybe it would be her chance, and maybe she could really find out something.

Even if nothing can be found out, even if the final result is that her grandfather really handed everything over to Bai Xunan, Ruan Liuzheng would not be jealous or mind.

She just wanted the truth, a truth that was not deliberately concealed by others.

Just to let her deceased grandparents and mother rest in peace.

Ruan Liuzheng lowered her eyes gently, but her cold eyes still had no spirit, and she didn't even feel the changes in the surroundings.

It was as if she selectively blocked everything and fell into her own thoughts.

Until--

"Mom! Why don't you know to hold an umbrella? And you are wearing so thin clothes, what if you get sick?"

Fu Jingcheng walked out of the school gate with the class team, and almost saw Ruan Liuzheng standing in the freezing rain at a glance. He frowned and walked forward quickly.

The delicate bun face was tight, with a look of disapproval.

Mom really doesn't know how to take care of herself.

Ruan Liuzheng suddenly came back to her senses. She looked down at her son with an unhappy face, and then looked up and looked around, and then she suddenly realized.

She didn't know when she arrived outside her son's school, and it started raining in the sky.

The winter rain was mixed with light snow, icy and cold, and it felt cold when it hit her body.

She didn't feel cold just now, but now after her son's reminder, Ruan Liuzheng felt the cold belatedly.

She shrank her shoulders, lowered her eyes and looked at her son's serious expression, with a trace of embarrassment in her eyes.

Obviously, she thought of the promise she made a few days ago.

Now, it's really a slap in the face.

Facing her son's tense expression, Ruan Liuzheng coughed twice uncomfortably, and she reached out to hug her son, "I'm sorry, Mom was thinking too much just now, and forgot for a moment." "

Let's go, let's go home first."

Fu Jingcheng's little hand hugged Ruan Liuzheng's neck, and his dark eyes, which were exactly the same as Fu Yanci's, stared at Ruan Liuzheng firmly, with a serious look.

But what was hidden in his eyes was not blame, but deep worry and concern.

He pursed his lips tightly into a straight line, and said angrily, "Remember to boil ginger soup! Don't dislike the taste of ginger soup."

He had no expression on his face and his tone was serious, but the concern mixed in it was undoubtedly revealed.

A warm current surged in Ruan Liuzheng's heart. She kissed her son's fair face lovingly, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle and doting, "Okay, Mom will listen to you."

Fu Jingcheng snorted lightly, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his dark eyes.

That's more like it.

He raised his chin proudly, "Then let's go home."

Ruan Liuzheng shook her head and laughed, but looking at the increasingly rapid cold rain, her pace still quickened a bit.

Today, she was still negligent.

Affected by Feng Zhuyi's mood, she didn't even take an umbrella when she got off the car.

She can get wet in the rain and withstand the cold, but her son is still young and has weak resistance.

We can't delay any longer.

...

Back in Yuelan Huafu, the mother and son happened to bump into Xie Qingcen who came back from Junze.

Xie Qingcen looked at the figures of the mother and son, and her thin lips slowly hooked up a noticeable arc.

He walked quickly to Ruan Liuzheng, his delicate eyes and eyebrows showing a little tenderness, "What do you want to eat later? It's definitely too late to make dinner, I'll ask Qi Chong to buy it."