Chapter 384: Feng Jue Meets Jiang Qiuning

Seeing this, Yang Weizhao couldn't help but move away Yan Ai's hand that was covering his lips, and then kissed her again.

This time it was not a light kiss like a dragonfly skimming the water, but a deep and passionate kiss.

At the beginning, Yan Ai was guided by Yang Weizhao, but in fact, both of them were beginners. However, they were both very smart and eager to learn, so soon, they evolved from testing each other to learning from each other.

Not far away, Feng Jue saw through the lowered car window the scene of Yan Ai and Yang Weizhao kissing passionately beside the car.

In an instant, the fire of jealousy burned fiercely in his heart, burning him so much that he felt uncomfortable all over, as if he was about to explode.

His fists were clenched tightly and his teeth were almost broken.

What evidence! What slow investigation! He couldn't wait any longer!

If you continue to investigate and wait like this slowly, Yan Ai will fall into the arms of another man, get married and have children!

Just imagining this scene, Feng Jue's heart felt as if it was being torn apart.

The man rolled up the car window, blocking out everything from the outside world. Then he closed his eyes in pain and leaned his head back against the car seat.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finally opened his eyes. His eyes, which had originally been as red as if burned by fire, were now as cold as the icy Arctic abyss.

Then he took out his cell phone and made a call.

When Jiang Qiuning received the call from Feng Jue, he could hardly believe his eyes.

Feng Jue actually took the initiative to call him?

She pressed the answer button ecstatically and said softly, "Hello, Jue?"

"Let's meet. There's something I want to talk to you about in person."

Feng Jue's tone sounded mixed, and Jiang Qiuning couldn't tell why he was looking for her.

However, only when two people can meet will there be an opportunity for contact, and only with contact can more possibilities arise.

Jiang Qiuning said gently and generously, "Okay, I've been back for so long and have finished filming a movie, but I haven't had time to get together with you or have a meal."

The woman paused, then asked, "Do you want to call Yihang?"

The man's voice was as indifferent as water. "No, just the two of us."

Jiang Qiuning's heartbeat quickened, and her ears felt hot. She asked, "Okay, where should we meet?"

"I'll send someone to pick you up."

"Now?"

"Now."

Jiang Qiuning held the phone tightly, unable to suppress the smile on his lips any longer. His voice unconsciously carried a hint of anticipation, "Then I'll wait for your people to pick me up at home."

"Yeah." Feng Jue responded very coldly, without even saying "see you later" or anything like that, he hung up the phone directly.

Jiang Qiuning was stunned.

I actually feel a little uncomfortable.

But she didn't bother with him.

As long as Feng Jue is willing to contact her, she has a way to make Feng Jue fall at her feet.

She is rich, beautiful and talented. If Feng Jue doesn't choose her, it will be a great loss for him.

An hour later, Jiang Qiuning got on the car sent by Feng Jue and headed for Yuting Bay.

When getting off the car, Jiang Qiuning looked up at the villa in front of him, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart.

"Ms. Jiang, President Feng is already waiting for you inside." Xiao Qi, who had just opened the back door for Jiang Qiuning, spoke to her very politely.

Jiang Qiuning knew Xiao Qi, who was Feng Jue's personal driver.

Feng Jue sent his personal driver to pick him up, which showed how much he valued this meeting.

Moreover, the meeting place was the wedding house of Feng Jue and Yan Ai. However, when they divorced, Feng Jue gave this villa to Yan Ai as divorce compensation.

Later, she heard from Jiang Shuo that Feng Jue bought the villa after learning that Yan Ai had put it up for sale.

This operation made Jiang Qiuning feel unhappy and uneasy.

Now, Feng Jue asked her to meet here to discuss something. Was he sending her some kind of signal?

Jiang Qiuning is full of expectations for this.

She walked in with light steps.

Sure enough, Feng Jue was already sitting in the living room of the villa waiting for her.

Jiang Qiuning walked towards Feng Jue gracefully in her high heels. The whole villa was silent, with only the sound of her high heels echoing.

Indeed, there were only the two of them, a single man and a single woman in the same room, which was really arousing.

Jiang Qiuning walked up to Feng Jue with a smile on his face and said softly, "Ajue, I'm here."

Feng Jue casually pointed to the sofa opposite and said, "Please sit down."

Although Jiang Qiuning wanted to get closer to Feng Jue and sit next to him, he was not in a hurry, thinking that there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

So, she followed his gesture and walked over to the sofa opposite and sat down.

The two of them sat face to face across a coffee table.

Feng Jue said nothing more and just stared at her.

Jiang Qiuning was stared at by the man like this, and his gaze was frighteningly calm. No matter how good Jiang Qiuning's acting skills were, she couldn't stand it.

She asked half-jokingly, "Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

"I'm watching you to see how long you can keep pretending." The man's tone was light, but the words he said were very cold and hard.

Jiang Qiuning was stunned for a moment.

Is there something wrong with my ears, or...

"What did you say just now?" Jiang Qiuning asked tentatively with his heart beating like a drum.

"Keep pretending." Feng Jue curled his lips slightly, revealing a sneer that was colder than ice and snow.

Jiang Qiuning was sure that he had not heard wrongly.

But why?!

Why did Feng Jue say that?

Did he know something?

Jiang Qiuning felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking, but he remained calm on the surface and pretended to be stupid, "I don't understand what you are saying."

"You called me over, didn't you say you wanted to talk to me in person about something?"

"Did you see a script that suits me and want to recommend it to me?"

Jiang Qiuning planned to turn the passive situation into active one and actively guide Feng Jue to talk about other topics in order to ease the tense and awkward atmosphere in the air.

Feng Jue remained unmoved. He chuckled softly, the sarcasm on his lips gradually growing. "I dare not recommend an actress who is about to become a legal star. She will have to change her face and reshoot the role. How troublesome it will be."

The color on Jiang Qiuning's face faded inch by inch.

Feng Jue said this, which means he must have evidence.

But why didn't he just hand over the evidence to the police, but instead called me over...

Could it be that he wanted to vent his anger on behalf of Yan Ai?

When did he become so concerned about Yan Ai?

Hasn't he always kept his distance from women since he was a child?

Then why did he give the green light to that woman Yan Ai!

Is it because Yan Ai is a star that she can bring him considerable commercial benefits?

But she can do it too! She is more valuable than Yan Ai!

Feng Jue's eyes were as cold as a frozen pond, and he didn't miss any of the micro-expressions that flashed across Jiang Qiuning's face.

Not to mention, she was so frightened by what he just said that her face turned several shades paler.

What does this indicate?

It means she feels guilty.

Feng Jue sat calmly on the sofa and slowly said, "Jiang Shuo, Zhong Zhuoying, are you familiar with the names of these two people?"

Jiang Qiuning felt like he was falling into an icy cave.

He had indeed found out about this relationship!

"Four years ago, it was you who ordered someone to put drugs in the red wine, and then put the blame on Yan Ai." Feng Jue's tone was firm and left no room for doubt.

Jiang Qiuning immediately defended himself, "Four years ago, I was still abroad..."

"Is it really that difficult to make an overseas call?" the man interrupted her with a smile.

"Do you have any evidence for what you said?" Jiang Qiuning asked with forced calmness.

"Evidence?" Feng Jue sneered, "Only the court needs this kind of thing."

"With me, you don't need it."

The man spoke the last three words very slowly, like a devil's whisper, which gave Jiang Qiuning goosebumps.