Hand Feng Yuanzhou to Me

At this moment, Fu Anlan was sitting in the room. Her face was pale, and her expression was filled with panic. Accompanied by Feng Yuanzhou's screams, she couldn't stop trembling.

Feng Jianing's face was also pale, and her eyes were filled with dark and unknown emotions. Feng Yuanzhou had already been held captive for a few hours, but he still wasn't willing to tell the truth about what happened back then. Feng Jianing understood his thoughts. As long as he said that Feng Yiru is the bloodline of the Feng family and his biological sister, it would be useless even if Han Jintian killed him. Instead, if he told the truth, he would become a useless person to Han Jintian. He would die in the end.

Han Jintian was wearing an invisible earpiece. At this moment, a subordinate was reporting to him. "Second Young Master, Ninth Master and Madam Xie just arrived."