Lovely Substitute Bride

Wen Tiantian frowned slightly. Just as she was hesitating, her hand was suddenly grabbed by someone.    

She turned around in fright, only to see Feng Ming holding her hand and looking at her with a wink.    

"I'll send you back first."    

After saying that, he pulled her through the crowd and ran outside.    

Wen Tiantian did not have time to explain as she was hurriedly pulled away from the Yuncui Manor door by him.    

Looking back, the reporter was still watching them from afar.    

The scene just now seemed to have been filmed.    

She frowned, feeling a bit worried.    

When they finally got out of the crowd, Wen Tiantian stopped panting and took deep breaths of the fresh air.    

He raised his head and looked at Feng Ming. The two of them looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.    

"I'm sorry, we shouldn't have been so embarrassed the first time we met. Maybe next time, we can choose a better place. "    

Wen Tiantian nodded and said with a smile, "I'll have to trouble you next time."    

Feng Ming waved his hand and asked, "Shall I send you back?"    

"No need."    

Wen Tiantian rejected his suggestion, "This place is very close to Wen Family, I myself drove here."    

Feng Ming didn't insist. He only turned around and left after seeing Wen Tiantian getting on the car.    

After Wen Tiantian got into the car, she kept thinking about that reporter from before.    

Although she hoped that Ji Jingchen would know about this meeting, she didn't want to blow the matter.    

If those photos were sent out, it was unknown what kind of trouble they would cause.    

Just as he was hesitating, someone suddenly walked past the entrance of the car park in the distance.    

It was already autumn and the weather was still hot, not to mention the fact that it was noon.    

The man was dressed in a black suit with a matching coat, dark glasses, and a black fisherman's cap. He was sneaking around.    

Wen Tiantian's movements slowly stopped.    

Was it another reporter?    

She thought for a moment, then got out of the car and walked in the direction that the man had left.    

Just as he reached the door, he saw that the other party was already far away.    

From a distance, one could only make out the bulky figure of a man in a hat.    

Due to the distance, Wen Tiantian didn't continue to chase after him, so she had no choice but to turn around and return to the car.    

After driving out of the underground parking lot, they passed by the Yuncui Manor entrance. Two police cars suddenly roared past them and stopped in front of the Yuncui Manor entrance.    

The few policemen got off the car with grim expressions and walked inside.    

Something seemed to have happened.    

Wen Tiantian slowed down the car, lowered the car window and drove by. At this moment, she could hear the people standing by the roadside whispering to each other.    

"Someone died!"    

"I heard it was found in the toilet. It was a terrible death."    

"That murderer is truly abnormal. He even stood up the corpse, nailed it to the wall, and a strange smile was drawn on his face. I heard that people who go to the toilet were almost scared to death. "    

"Isn't it? Such a big restaurant actually had such a thing. "    

"The police said it was an hour ago. It's scary when I think about it, but we haven't caught the killer yet!"    

Listening to their discussion, Wen Tiantian turned her head and looked towards the Yuncui Manor.    

It was so noisy inside that customers kept running out in panic.    

Wasn't that when she was eating in there half an hour ago?    

She thought of the man she had just seen in the basement parking lot. Now that she thought about it, it didn't seem like a reporter at all.    

What did he have to do with the murder?    

Wen Tiantian pondered as she stepped on the gas pedal, slowly leaving the Yuncui Manor.    

It seemed that he had to avoid this place to avoid danger in the future.    

The next day, the meeting between Wen Tiantian and Feng Ming was published in the magazine and spread through the streets and alleys. Almost everyone had seen this report.    

Ji Jingchen just finished the market meeting, but he felt that many managers looked at him weirdly during the meeting.    

When he wasn't paying attention, he would look at him with a pitiful gaze.    

Poor?    

Ji Jingchen frowned when he thought of this word.    

What was going on?    

Confused, he prepared to return to his office.    

Before he could reach the door, he saw a few people gathered around the secretary's desk, whispering to each other.    

"Is that so? I didn't expect such a big thing to happen. "    

"That's not right. Didn't she confess on TV two days ago? They switched people so quickly? "    

"But this time, we can't blame Miss Wen. Who told President Ji to be so cold and heartless? Miss Wen brought him lunch earlier and he even chased her out. If it were me, I wouldn't like it either. "    

"It's much better to look at Feng Ming. He's still a mixed blood. He's not any worse than us, Wu Tie. He's gentle and refined, and seems to be the most compatible with Miss Wen. I wish he could be with Miss Wen."    

When Ji Jingchen heard this, he leaned over.    

"What are you talking about?"    

When the few of them heard his voice, they were so scared that they almost jumped up from the ground, hastily hiding the things in their hands behind their backs.    

He stammered.    

"Ji … Ji …?" Is the meeting over? I'll help you arrange your next activity now! "    

Ji Jingchen frowned even more when he saw Ye Zichen's nervous look.    

With a deep voice, he asked, "What were you talking about just now?"    

After he finished speaking, his gaze fell on that person's back and he stretched out his hand.    

"Give it to me."    

The secretary and the others hesitated for a moment. Seeing Ji Jingchen's resolute gaze, they could only carefully take out the magazine behind them.    

"President Ji, calm down …"    

Before he could finish, the magazine was directly taken away by Ji Jingchen.    

The page in the magazine just happened to be sitting on a large photo.    

In the photo, Wen Tiantian and Feng Ming stood together with their hands clasped tightly.    

They seemed to be in front of the Yuncui Manor, surrounded by quite a few other people.    

Feng Ming, who was standing in front, had a faint smile on his face. The sweet feeling almost broke through the magazine. It overflowed and directly pounced on him, turned into a sharp sword, and stabbed into the bottom of his heart.    

Ji Jingchen's body shook violently, his gaze seemed to want to kill someone.    

When the secretary saw Ji Jingchen's expression, he was even more shocked. He wanted to retrieve the magazine so that he wouldn't provoke Ji Jingchen again.    

However, Ji Jingchen dodged it with a raise of his hand and quickly flipped backwards.    

Five or six pictures, each occupying a page.    

When the two met in the Yuncui Manor Hall, Feng Teng bent down and leaned on Wen Tiantian's shoulder.    

There were also photos of two people entering the private box with each other.    

There was even one where the two of them sat in a private room and chatted happily.    

Each piece was as sharp as a knife, piercing directly into Ji Jingchen's chest. His limbs were all filled with extreme pain, making him unable to breathe.    

He slowly tightened his grip on the magazine. The three centimeter thick magazine was crushed into a pile of scrap paper.    

The secretaries at the side watched, wanting to advise, but not daring to speak.    

They could only watch helplessly as Ji Jingchen's expression became more and more unsightly.    

At this moment, they believed without a doubt that if Feng Ming appeared before them, he would definitely be torn to shreds by Ji Jingchen without any hesitation!    

If they knew earlier, even if they beat him to death, they wouldn't have shown this report to Ji Jingchen.