If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

Chapter 421 Your home has been stolen and you still feel good about yourself (please book all!!!)

On the road from the cafe to the Haidilao hot pot restaurant.

Jiang Zhou thought about all the possibilities for tomorrow night as he drove.

The heir chooses Feng Yue?

The heir chooses the father-in-law?

The heir chose the person who suddenly appeared last night?

...

After thinking about it, Jiang Zhou suddenly realized that his chain of clues was not complete.

And the missing part is the most decisive and crucial part.

Because regardless of the choice of Feng Chong and Feng Yue.

The charity dinner is superfluous.

If you really want to make a high profile, it is better to hold a press conference frankly.

But if Feng Yuanshan wants to hand over the family property to an outsider.

This is very conflicting with his character, and logically cannot be justified.

So that part he didn't know was the crux of the whole thing.

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After arriving at the Haidilao hot pot restaurant in Beihai Mall.

There was a sudden violent vibration in Jiang Zhou's crotch.

When I opened my phone, I saw that it was a text message from Feng Chong.

The old father-in-law deserves to be an existence in Beihai City.

He and Feng's aunt actually found a lip-reading master.

This man used to be a welder.

Later, because the hot flying debris splashed into the ear canal, the eardrum was damaged and the hearing was severely damaged.

But when God closes a door, he must leave a window.

After years of hard practice, he actually learned the ability to read lips.

Moreover, his lip reading ability has also been tested by professional institutions, and the accuracy rate is as high as 76%.

You know, there are many accented characters in Chinese.

Achieving this level of accuracy is not easy.

Jiang Zhou exited the text message page and called Feng Chong directly.

"Hey, father-in-law, is the person you're looking for reliable?"

"It's pretty reliable. I've tried it just now, and I can even read the dialect."

Jiang Zhou couldn't help but sigh: "There is such a martial arts master, where did you find it?"

Feng Chong coughed: "It's a coincidence, a friend of mine works in a detective company."

"Detective? Is this illegal in China?"

"The main business of this company is to help clients collect evidence of marital infidelity of their marriage partners. This guy is a golden detective because he has a telescope and can know what the target is saying no matter how far he is."

"I am... so fierce?!"

"That's pretty fierce."

Jiang Zhou hissed twice: "Then you bring him to Haidilao in Beihai Mall, we'll be waiting for you here."

"What are you going to do in a hot pot restaurant? There are so many people and it's hard to talk about things. Come to my place."

"But... your daughter really wants to eat hot pot."

"Huh? Really? Then wait, I'll go right over!"

Jiang Zhou hung up the phone and couldn't help but snort.

Dog father-in-law, daughter slave.

Holding the air of an elder, thinking of ordering himself.

As a result, when she heard that her daughter wanted to eat hot pot, she immediately came.

"Do you eat duck feet?"

Feng Siruo suddenly said, "This is delicious."

Jiang Zhou raised his head gently: "I only like to eat yours."

"..."

Feng Siruo looked down at her feet, her face blushing: "I don't like letting you eat."

Jiang Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly: "I don't want you to like it, I just want me to like it."

"Humph."

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After half an hour.

Feng Chong drove and brought Feng's aunt and the lip-reading master.

The three entered the hot pot restaurant where there was a lot of noise, and turned around a few times before finding their place.

At this time, Feng Siruo was humming duck's paw.

Duck feet that have been boiled in boiling soup are very flexible, but they are hard to bite.

Eating this stuff must not be a lady.

But she never tires of this ingredient.

But when she saw Feng's aunt, her attention was obviously diverted.

"aunt!"

When Feng Yiyun saw Feng Siruo, he immediately smiled: "Do you still remember my aunt?"

Feng Siruo was a little embarrassed: "I miss my aunt every day."

"Nonsense, last time I went to Beijing, didn't you just leave your aunt for Jiang Zhou?"

"Ah...you know?"

Feng Yiyun couldn't help but poked her forehead: "Little unconscionable, turn your elbows out."

Feng Siruo was a little aggrieved: "That was an accident, I thought he was angry."

"What, how dare this dog be angry?!"

Feng Chong frowned immediately after hearing this.

After hearing this, Jiang Zhou quickly waved his hand: "Hey, hey, just chat, don't curse!"

"If you dare to bully my daughter again, I will unscrew your dog's head."

"Che, then you have to queue up with your number. There are too many people who want to screw my head."

"???"

Aunt Feng coughed and said, "Okay, you two, stop arguing, let's talk about business first."

Feng Chong finally came back to his senses: "Yes, let me introduce to you, this is the lip-reading master I'm looking for, his name is Zhang Dahe."

"Zhang Dahe..."

Jiang Zhou turned his head and looked at the man next to Feng Chong.

This person is extremely thin, weighing less than 120 pounds.

She was wearing a dark blue jacket and a baseball cap.

Judging by the age, he should be in his thirties.

Very inconspicuous, but his eyes are sharp like hooks.

Jiang Zhou nodded slightly, saying in his heart that he was a detective.

The whole person is not conspicuous at all in the crowd.

But those eyes were extraordinarily shrewd.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Dahe nodded: "Hello."

Jiang Zhou looked at Feng Chong: "He really can't hear?"

"Well, all his communication is done by lip-reading."

"It's so dangling, do you accept apprentices?"

Feng Chong glared at him: "Stop beeping useless, and quickly learn from him the mouth shape you see."

Jiang Zhou nodded, and then learned the mouth shape he wrote down in the banquet hall just now.

"..."

Zhang Dahe thought for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know."

Jiang Zhou couldn't help widening his eyes: "Damn it, aren't you a lip-reading master?"

"For a single-syllable word, I need to form a sentence to read it out. There are too many possibilities for two words."

"One word..."

Feng Chong looked at Jiang Zhou: "Did you remember which sentence?"

Jiang Zhou thought about it carefully, and then made a few more mouths.

"..."

Zhang Dahe touched his chin, and after hesitating, he said a sentence: "Your name is Feng Ao, um, it should be like this."

"..."

The voice fell, and the three people at the table were instantly stunned.

Then they took a deep breath and looked at each other with incredible eyes.

The person I saw in the banquet hall tonight was also surnamed Feng! ?six.