Chapter 145: Are Song Yanfei and Ye Hua in League Together?
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With a resounding thud, a fist slammed into the wall beside Lu Yao’s ear. The violent impact left her eardrum tingling with pain.
Meng Long glared furiously at her and said in a voice colder than ice, “I never hit women. If you know what’s good for you, get out of here now. Stop causing trouble for Miss Song!”
Lu Yao let out a soft breath, still shaken as she stared at Meng Long, then gave a cold laugh.
This was a police interrogation room, yet Song Yanfei dared to threaten her so brazenly. Clearly, her power reached far and wide.
She drew a deep breath, met Meng Long’s eyes, and said calmly, “Do you really think lawyers are only good with their mouths?”
Even as she spoke, Lu Yao silently ran through the self-defense techniques she had learned. The moment Meng Long’s guard slackened, she summoned all her strength and drove her leg viciously toward his groin.
He had not expected such a ruthless attack. By the time he raised his hand to block it, he was already too late.
Unlike ordinary men, who would clutch themselves and howl in agony, Meng Long merely endured the pain in silence until his entire face flushed crimson. His powerful arm locked around Lu Yao’s neck, as though with just a little more force he could snap it.
“You dare ambush me?” Meng Long snarled, tightening his grip.
“Cough, cough, cough…”
Lu Yao could barely breathe. Her face contorted in pain as she glared at him, struggling to kick him.
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Meng Long was prepared this time. Using his height to his advantage, he stepped back beyond the reach of her legs and refused to loosen his hold, no matter how fiercely she struggled.
Terrified by the scene, Fang Xiaoya burst into tears and begged, “Please, let Lawyer Lu go! I won’t appeal anymore—I won’t! Please… let Lawyer Lu go! If you keep choking her, she’ll die!”
At the word “die,” something suddenly came back to Lu Yao.
She pulled a folding knife from her pocket and drove it swiftly and precisely into Meng Long’s arm.
She had used nearly all her strength. The blade sank almost entirely into the muscle, and blood gushed forth.
With a cry of pain, Meng Long released her. He tore off his shirt and bound it around his arm to staunch the bleeding.
Song Yanfei shot him a contemptuous look and cursed, “Useless. You can’t even handle a frail woman.”
Meng Long’s face darkened. When he looked at Lu Yao again, bloodthirsty murderous intent smoldered in his eyes.
Lu Yao tapped on the one-way mirror. “Before you came in, did the staff tell you who I came here with today?”
“Hmph. The second son of the Ye family, obviously.” Song Yanfei sneered disdainfully. “My people had already taken care of him…”
Sensing that something was wrong, Lu Yao’s right eyelid began twitching violently. She asked anxiously, “What did you do to Zehong?”
“Heh, heh, heh. You really are an ignorant, arrogant little wretch.” Song Yanfei had thought a few words would be enough to intimidate Lu Yao. She had never expected the woman to be so sharp-tongued, so she had been forced to send Meng Long in. Who could have guessed that even he would suffer at Lu Yao’s hands?
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The woman Ye Zehong had chosen was indeed no pushover.
“Tell me! What exactly did you do to Zehong?” Lu Yao had lost the composure she possessed at the beginning. Anxiety and worry showed plainly on her face.
“What do you think I could possibly do to Ye Zehong, given my abilities?”
Song Yanfei deliberately toyed with her, slowly approaching Lu Yao before letting out a mocking laugh. “Don’t worry. I have no interest in men of impure blood.”
A man of impure blood?
Lu Yao frowned. Why did that sound so much like something Ye Hua would say?
Could Song Yanfei be working with Ye Hua?
If so, had Fang Xiaoya’s predicament all been deliberately arranged by Ye Hua?
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