Chapter 1577

"Of course, the voice of Alai is not Alai." Tang Zifeng is playing with a cup in his hand. One leg is on the other, which makes him look like a fool.

Ye Fei was thinking about the meaning of his words. Su Mohan had already said: "at that time, Alai was hiding in the dark place of the factory, not the woman on the pillar."

Tang Zifeng nodded and seemed to have no intention of concealing it.

"But when are you going to hide it like this? Alai has the right to know the truth. " Ye Fei couldn't help speaking.

Tang Zifeng suddenly put away the smiling face on his face, put down his legs, leaned over to leave the imperial concubine a little closer, and said with a straight face: "it's not that I deprived her of her rights, it's she who asked me to help, so you have to figure it out."

Ye Fei is dumb for a moment. It's Alai who wants to forget all this

What she should know, right

"I see." Ye Fei lowered her eyes and spoke softly.

Tang Zifeng nodded: "so I think she should not want someone to disturb her life, presumably you do not like to meddle in this business."

Ye Fei was silent and did not open her mouth. If this is really what Alai has been hoping for, what qualification does she have to participate in.

Tang Zifeng stood up looking at Ye Fei's look, and then turned around and said again, "but for her life consideration, I suggest you don't have to contact her again."

Ye Fei was silent. Tang Zifeng turned to look at Su Mo Han and said again, "don't you want to know who let you lose your child?"

Su Mo Han's face was gloomy. He stood up straight and followed him out without saying a word.

Ye Fei sits on the bed looking at the door that closes slowly, don't know how to describe the mood at the moment.

She always thought that Alai was dead. After all, the explosion was so real and bloody that every time she thought of it, she would blame herself, and she had countless resentments and hatred towards Yin Shaolong.

But now, Alai is still alive, and with her, they all feel relieved.

But Alai's forgetting of the past makes her feel sad and indescribable.

"Where was the man yesterday." Tang Zifeng and Su Mohan walk side by side in the corridor and take the initiative to open their mouth.

Without saying a word, Su Mohan took him directly to a room on the first floor of the building.

In front of the room, there were also several men in black, headed by the Black Hawk, who were obviously on guard. It could even be said that the man was regarded as a monster.

Tang Zifeng couldn't help laughing: "but a low-level killer, also worth your attention."

Su Mo Han did not speak, but directly pushed into the door.

The man who robbed the child in the market yesterday is now tied to a chair, and there are two men in black beside the chair. If he dares to move half a minute, even if there are fists one after another, they will greet him mercilessly.

The man's mouth is clamped by a piece of tape, so that he can only make a whine, and his face, neck, are covered with pieces of blue, looks like someone has been beaten in general.

When he saw Su Mo Han, his eyes flashed with fear.

He never thought that he was just making some money and stealing a child, but unintentionally involved his woman!

Su Mo Han's eyes fell on him, with a sense of obliteration.

From yesterday to now, he did not even have time to treat him well and ask who gave him the courage. But obviously, from Tang Zifeng's words, it seems that things are not so simple.