"So, this is everything that is designed, and Young Master Feng is also innocent.
Bo Qichen glanced at Yan Yanqi, then stood up, his suit jacket was put on his arm, and when the whole person stood up, his aura suddenly opened up, "Go, act separately."
Xiaoli, Ouyang followed the East to see the Oriental poetry.
Xiao Qi followed me to the Feng family. ” The old house of the Feng family.
"Uncle Feng."
As soon as Bo Qichen entered, he politely called President Feng, who was sitting on the sofa.
Feng Jin's father and mother had been waiting for a long time, and they received the news when Bo Qichen had just set off from Mansion No. 7.
Yan Yanqi followed closely behind Bo Qichen.
Feng Jin's father motioned for Bo Qichen to sit down, and then sighed, the whole person aged a lot overnight.
"Qichen.
I don't go around in circles with you either.
This time it was Feng Jin's fault, so naturally he would not be spared.
Tomorrow I will go to Dongfang's house and apologize in person.
If it weren't for the family rules of the Seven Great Families, I would have thrown this unassuming son into the special forces and left him to fend for himself."
Almost everyone in the Feng family is the master of the army.
Together with Feng Jin's mother, too.
Bo Qichen shook his head, his black eyes couldn't see any emotion, and his face was expressionless.
"It's not all Feng Jin's fault, someone designed a frame-up for a while.
At most, they are all victims. ” Anyone can hear that Bo Qichen's words are biased towards Feng Jin, and after a pause, he spoke again: "Feng Jin."
I want to meet him and ask him what happened. ” Feng Jin's mother said slowly: "I was locked in the basement and confined to it. ” Yan Yanqi stood behind Bo Qichen, opposite Feng Jin's parents, she could clearly feel that although Feng Jin's parents were cold and indifferent when they mentioned Feng Jin, they were their own son after all, who didn't hurt "Go and bring the young master over."
Feng Jin's father waved his hand and ordered the soldiers on the side to take Feng Jin.
After a while, Feng Jin was escorted out, and the clothes on his body were still the same as when he had just left the mansion a few days ago.
However, a closer look reveals blood stains on his body.
Especially when the soldiers escorted him and turned around to stand for a while, his back was exposed in front of Bo Qichen and Yan Yanqi.
Bo Qichen could clearly hear the sound of Yan Qiqi gasping behind him Bo Qichen's brows were also furrowed.
Feng Jin turned his back to Bo Qichen and Yan Yanqi, kneeling on the ground, looking a little embarrassed.
There were marks of whipping on the back of his back, and through the torn clothes, Yan Yanqi could see that the wound was new, but the wound was somewhat infected "Feng Jin, what was the situation at that time, did someone design you, did you have a substantial relationship with Oriental poetry?"
His brother, Bo Qichen, was naturally distressed.
However, after all, this is the Feng family, and he is not good at criticizing the second elder of the Feng family, so he has to ask Feng Jin the truth at that time.
Feng Jin hung his head, his back to him, his voice hoarse and a little weak, "No one designed it."
What happens is what happens. ” "I'm so angry, how can I have such an unassuming son as you" Feng Jin's father was very angry, picked up the vase on the side and smashed it directly towards Feng Jin.
Feng Jin's mother's pupils shrank.
Yan Yanqi frowned, supported the edge of the sofa next to Bo Qichen with one hand, turned over and jumped over, stood in front of Feng Jin at once, raised his leg and hooked the vase, and then kicked it away
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