The interrogation room.
Fang Yan Huan’s bad premonition intensified.
It shouldn’t be necessary to come to an interrogation room for a house matter, right?
Could it be that that incident had been exposed?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Moreover, she wasn’t the one who did it; that incident had nothing to do with her.
Right, no relation, don’t panic, absolutely must not panic.
Fang Yan Huan kept trying to psych herself up, but the moment the interrogation room door opened, she still felt a surge of panic.
“Name.”
“Fang Yan Huan.”
…
“Do you know what bad thing you did?”
Fang Yan Huan tentatively asked, “The matter of Fang Miao Miao’s house? That house was given to me by Fang Miao Miao. We even recorded it at the time. She agreed to it herself. Officer, I’m also being wronged.”
The police officer patted the table, “Shut up, can you be quieter?”
Such wailing and howling, yet not a single tear. She didn’t know what her daughter saw in her.
Those darting eyes clearly showed guilt.
“Officer, I’m truly innocent.”
“It’s not about this matter.”
When Fang Yan Huan heard this, her heart skipped a beat: “Then I’m sorry, I don’t understand what you mean, Officer.”
“We’re summoning you now because we have evidence. Be lenient if you confess, severe if you resist.”
Fang Yan Huan forced a smile: “I choose not to answer. I need my lawyer.”
If they truly had evidence, they would have arrested her directly, not talk about leniency for confession and severity for resistance.
Besides, that incident had nothing to do with her in the first place.
She had only complained a few simple sentences, hadn’t she?
She wasn’t the one who took action.
“Officer, I’m not a criminal. If my lawyer doesn’t come, I won’t say a word.”
…
When Fang Miao Miao came out of the police station, cars had been waiting outside for who knows how long.
“Why are you here?” Fang Miao Miao asked, looking at the person inside the car with some surprise. “Where is An An?”
“It would be abnormal if I didn’t come. An An is at home; I didn’t bring him. How are things inside?”
“Fei Qing Qing admitted it. There’s no direct evidence proving Fang Yan Huan was the one who acted. Furthermore, Fei Qing Qing insisted that it was out of jealousy towards me that she did these things.”
“She said she couldn’t stand seeing me and wanted to teach me a lesson. She didn’t expect the rigging that was cut to be used by Wen Wen Lan. As for the glass, she denies it.”
“Could it have been Fang Yan Huan?”
Fang Miao Miao shook her head, still saying, “I don’t know. Even if it was her, there’s no direct evidence.”
“Then, that matter between you and Fei Qing Qing?”
“The matter of saving someone?”
Wen Zhi Yan nodded.
“That person wasn’t saved by me.” Fang Miao Miao shook her head. “However, after she goes to prison, I’ll go and talk to her about it.”
Fei Qing Qing shouldn’t be thanking her, but Fang Miao Miao wouldn’t let her off for the bad things she had done.
Wen Zhi Yan stroked Fang Miao Miao’s head, “What do you think will happen if she finds out she harmed her family’s savior all this time?”
Fang Miao Miao shook her head; she didn’t know.
Actually, from the very beginning, she hadn’t intended to get involved with Fei Qing Qing. After all, she wasn’t the one who helped her, so Fei Qing Qing didn’t need to be overly grateful to her.
If she had known this would lead to such trouble, she would have found evidence earlier and told Fei Qing Qing.
“Don’t overthink it. Even if she really believes Fang Yan Huan is her family’s savior, that’s no excuse for her to harm others.”
There are many ways to repay a kindness, and this wasn’t one of them.
“Let’s go home, I miss An An.”
“Okay.”
When she returned home, Fang Miao Miao’s phone had been ringing non-stop.
Fang Miao Miao called Chen Tian Ming back.
“Miao Miao, has she really gone in?”
“Yes, Fei Qing Qing admitted it, but there’s no direct evidence regarding Fang Yan Huan.”
Chen Tian Ming was silent for a moment before saying, “How could this person be so foolish?”
“She chose this path herself.”
“Sigh, when will the sentencing be?”
Fang Miao Miao shook her head, “That depends on what Wen Wen Lan plans to do.”
That rigging wasn’t used by her.
“Is there even a need to think about it? Ever since Third Master Wen took over Wen’s, Wen Wen Lan’s status in the entertainment industry has soared. For Fei Qing Qing’s matter, it won’t be less than a year.”
“Cough, cough, well, just now.”
“It’s alright, what you said is also true. Wen Zhi’s family is indeed in charge of Wen’s now.”
“Tsk tsk, you’re quite open-minded.”
Fang Miao Miao raised an eyebrow and said proudly, “What’s there to be afraid of? I have such a handsome man supporting me, how respectable is that to say?”
“Alright, alright, whatever you say is right. It’s going to be tough for me again, having to pick actors painstakingly.”
“Director Chen, you can do it.”
“Get lost.”
Fang Miao Miao hung up the phone and saw Wen Zhi Yan looking at her with a half-smile, holding a cup of water: “You’re supporting me?”
“That’s right.”
“So, should the rich woman show some appreciation?”
Wen Zhi Yan’s voice was long and drawn out, with a hint of lingering affection.
Fang Miao Miao felt a rush of heat surge to her brain.
“You, just talk. Why are you so close to me?”
“Using my good looks to get the rich woman to support me,” Wen Zhi Yan said seriously.
Fang Miao Miao was stunned for a moment, then laughed so hard she almost rolled off the sofa.
Fortunately, Wen Zhi Yan quickly grabbed Fang Miao Miao: “Is it that funny?”
“It’s funny!” Fang Miao Miao pinched Wen Zhi Yan’s face. “Get it straight, you’re almost thirty, how can you do the actions of a twenty-something young man?”
Wen Zhi Yan grabbed Fang Miao Miao’s hand that was messing with his face and said helplessly, “Miao Miao, are you saying I’m old?”
Fang Miao Miao shook her head, “How could I?”
Wen Zhi Yan was 29 years old, but he looked several years younger.
“How can you not? You just like good-looking people.”
Fang Miao Miao chuckled a few times, “Don’t worry, in my heart, you’re the most handsome.”
“Support fee.”
Fang Miao Miao blinked, “Are you serious?”
Wen Zhi Yan looked at her without speaking.
Fang Miao Miao sighed deeply and then transferred money to Wen Zhi Yan.
Wen Zhi Yan glanced at the screen, “So cheap?”
“Wen Zhi Yan, don’t push your luck.”
“See, you don’t love me anymore?”
His slightly trembling voice startled Fang Miao Miao.
By the time she reacted, Wen Zhi Yan was already holding two cards in his hand.
She remembered, one card was for the money Wen Zhi Yan transferred to her every month, and the other was her acting fee.
“I… did you curse me?”
Wen Zhi Yan nodded, “Whatever Miao Miao says, goes.”
Fang Miao Miao cried out to the heavens, “No… my cards, Wen Zhi Yan, give them back!”
When Wen Yan An came out of his room, he saw his mother sitting on the carpet, sobbing loudly, while his father stood there holding two cards, looking lost and unsure of what to do.
“Dad, how can you bully Mom?”
“I’m telling you, I’m innocent, do you believe me?” Wen Zhi Yan said numbly.
He vaguely suspected that his Miao Miao had discovered what she liked.