It was as if she had become a different person. Her face was cold and dark, like a soul-sucking angel from hell. She stared at him and asked, “What did you just say? How was I in the past? Do you know something? Tell me!”

Wen Ke’er regained some of her senses and realized that she had been too agitated just now and shouted something that she should not have said.

While being questioned, she retreated incessantly. “I don’t know anything! Even if I did, I wouldn’t tell you!”

That meant she must know something.

Qiao Ruoxi approached her and suddenly grabbed her wrist while questioning menacingly, “Tell me! Tell me! What is it? Tell me!”

Her appearance was too scary. Wen Ke’er was so guilty that she could only shake off her hand. But she used too much force, causing her heels to trip and she suddenly fell backward.

“Ah…”

Wen Ke’er screamed and fell onto her back.

At this time, Feng Yunan and Tang Yebing rushed over. The angle was problematic, and both of them saw Qiao Ruoxi pushing Wen Keer down.

Tang Yebing cried out to God in his heart. Oh no, oh no. The lawful wife had used her ultimate move and the mistress had been knocked down. What should he do now?

“Keer!” Feng Yunan rushed over and helped Wen Ke’er up. “Keer, how are you?”

“Brother Nan…”

Wen Ke’er saw Feng Yunan and started to cry again. “Sob sob sob… I was kind enough to send Miss Qiao her bag, but Miss Qiao was very angry. She said I was a shameless mistress, a bitch. Not only did she scold me, but she also pushed me. Sob sob sob… Brother Nan… I know it’s my existence that made Miss Qiao uncomfortable. I let Miss Qiao down… I think we should not meet again in the future…”

Wen Ke’er cried and fell into Feng Yunan’s arms.

Qiao Ruoxi took a deep breath and secretly admired Wen Ke’er’s acting skills. No wonder she was able to win awards one after another. It turned out that she was a talented actress.

When Feng Yunan heard the whole story, his dark eyes were instantly filled with cold anger. He turned to look at Qiao Ruoxi, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

“Qiao Ruoxi! You can come at me if you’re unhappy! Why did you hurt Ke’er? She was being kind, but you treated her like this?”

“I didn’t hurt her. She fell by herself.”

Qiao Ruoxi explained truthfully.

“I wasn’t the only one. Old Tang was there too. We all saw you grabbing her and forcing her into a corner. Then you pushed her down hard. You still dare to deny it now?”

Feng Yunan could only believe his own eyes.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with anger, his chest heaving up and down.

If he had seen wrongly, it would have been fine. But it was impossible for him and Tang Yebing to both have made a mistake.

Qiao Ruoxi turned to look at Tang Yebing. Tang Yebing sighed helplessly. It was obvious that he was also sure that she had pushed Wen Ke’er just now.

No one believed her.

Everything that had happened just now, including the surveillance footage, made it look like Qiao Ruoxi had taken the initiative to grab Wen Keer and push her away.

She did not know how to explain it and decided to keep quiet.

Anyway, it was not the first time she had been misunderstood by him. Her heart was already numb.

The man scolded her coldly again.

“Qiao Ruoxi, listen to me carefully. I don’t want to hear you use words like ‘mistress’ or ‘slut’ to insult Ke’er again. Who do you think you are? Don’t think that you can do whatever you want just because you have my surname. As long as I, Feng Yunan, don’t acknowledge you, you are nothing. You are not even fit to carry Ke’er’s shoes!”

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