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Chapter 1342

After hearing this, Feng Wenxi couldn't help but have a cold look in his eyes: "Do you think they are acting? How to explain Song Chaoshan's terminally ill face?"

"Disguise!"

"Disguise?"

Feng Wenxi frowned.

"Haha, sir, you don't know something! There are some masters of disguise in the world. They can make any appearance, let alone the appearance of a terminal illness. Even if they have been dead for half a month, they will look like maggots on their faces.

If you can figure it out, others won’t be able to tell it’s fake!”

"I once met a master of disguise. After seeing his disguise skills, I was so impressed! Although masters like this are not common, with the ability of the Song family, it is not difficult to find one.

!”

"Otherwise, Song Changji suddenly disappeared and no one could find him, and Song Chaoshan suddenly fell ill and couldn't even leave the house... It would be fine if these two things happened separately, but these two

It's just too much of a coincidence that things happened together at such a critical time!"

Feng San analyzed seriously.

"Then tell me, why did they join forces to perform this play?"

Although Feng Wenxi already had the answer in his mind, he still wanted to hear what his butler thought.

"It's obvious! My lord! They joined forces to act. Naturally, they wanted to stay out of the matter and not wade into this muddy water! Because they all knew very well that buying land at a low price under the banner of the Weaving Bureau was something they could do.

Is it easy to touch? Once it tarnishes the Holy Ming, it may be the crime of annihilating the Nine Clans!"

From the beginning, Feng San did not support Feng Wenxi's purchase of land under the banner of the Weaving Bureau, because he knew that once something happened to Feng Wenxi, he, the housekeeper, would also be ruined!

At that time, he persuaded Feng Wenxi in a roundabout way not to touch this matter, but Feng Wenxi didn't listen at all at that time!

Now, Feng Wenxi's idea of ​​doing this was shaken. He naturally wanted to seize the opportunity and persuade Feng Wenxi to get out in time!

Judging from the current situation, the effect is not bad!

Feng Wenxi originally thought that Song Chaoshan, Song Changji's uncle and nephew were working together to deceive him. After listening to Feng San's analysis, he firmly believed that the Song family was indeed joining forces to deceive him!

Once this suspicion is committed, it can never be stopped, even eight horses can't pull it back!

"Feng San, tell us that I'm seriously ill! The doctor said that I can't catch the wind if I get sick, and I will die if I catch the wind. I won't see anyone until I recover! If anyone dares to break in, Feng San, you

Know what to do!"

Feng Wenxi gritted his teeth and said.

"What if Song Chaoshan breaks through?"

"Isn't Song Chaoshan already terminally ill? He can't even walk, how can he force his way through!"

"What if he suddenly walks again and can break in again?"

"That only proves that they are playing tricks on me! Hum, Feng San, you know what to do!"

Feng Wenxi said with a sinister expression.

"I understand, sir!"

Feng San nodded knowingly.

...

Feng Mansion, the main gate.

"Dad, that Feng San has been in there for a long time, why hasn't he come out? I think Feng Wenxi is determined to avoid it this time!"

Song Wentang said angrily.

Song Chaoshan's face was extremely ugly and he remained silent!

In addition to being anxious, his stomach was churning again at the moment, and it felt like there was a snake squirming under his butt, and he would soon be unable to bear it any longer.
Chapter completed!
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