Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 277 Reversal
Mi Yao was so crushed that she couldn't move, she looked at the handsome and steady face in front of her, and then said, "Feng Yueming, will it be very tiring to walk between two women?"

Feng Yueming stared at her deeply, and raised her thin lips, "Tiredness is only temporary, give me a while, and I will settle Su Zhishui."

"Oh, don't deceive yourself, Su Zhishui is not fair, she will haunt you for the rest of her life, no matter what form she is in, I will not accept it."

"so what?"

Mi Yao smiled slowly, "That's why you should talk about it. If I say break up or find another man in the future, you will definitely not agree. If you push me into a hurry, maybe you will imprison me and torture me."

"En," Feng Yueming bent down and kissed her little cheek again, there was no trace of warmth on his lips, as cold as a knife's edge, "It's good to know."

As he said that, he stood up and strode away without looking back, "Don't lock the door tonight, I will come again."

The door is closed.

After he left, the room became quiet, Mi Yao turned sideways, hugged the quilt and continued to sleep.

……

It was already eight o'clock in the morning when Mi Yao opened her eyes again, she sat up quickly, why was she so sleepy?

Putting on her slippers, she hurried out, the court-martial was about to be held.

In the living room, Mi Zhenglin was sitting on the sofa watching TV, "Yaoyao, you are awake, come and see, Feng Yueming is attending the military court."

Sitting next to her father, Mi Yao watched the TV, and saw Feng Yueming dressed in black in the camera. His facial features were silent, his thin lips were lightly pursed, and he looked noble and silent. The seat of the judge was at In a small grid, he sat in, but the powerful aura of Mount Tai insisted on sitting on a trial seat as the throne of the audience.

The judge tapped the table with a small hammer and announced that the trial had officially begun, "Feng Yueming, three days ago you led your own army to surround the presidential palace privately. You used the rights granted by the people for your own gain. You can plead guilty." ?”

Feng Yueming smiled indifferently, "I don't plead guilty."

"Why?"

"Three days ago, the Presidential Palace held a party. Sanla from a foreign land offered a group of beauties to dance. I got information that this Sanla is a terrorist. In order to protect the safety of the Presidential Palace, I was in a hurry. will lead the army there.”

As soon as these words were finished, the audience was shocked. Sanla turned out to be a terrorist?
The judge's expression froze unnaturally, "Do you have evidence?"

At this time, Lieutenant Li stepped forward and submitted a thick document, "This is the background information of San La. Whether he is a terrorist or not, the judge will know after reading it."

The judge took over the documents, and he looked at Feng Yueming with fear, "Feng Yueming, since you already know that Sang La is a terrorist, why did you say it on the trial day?"

Feng Yueming wore black gloves on his hands. He put his straight body close to the seat, and his narrow eyes, which were as sharp as a falcon, looked at the camera neatly, as if looking at someone through the lens, "The reason why I am now I just said, that’s because I want to see if the President will really send me to a military court?”

The judge froze.

"I am the young marshal of country Z. I bear the personal safety of all the people on my shoulders. I have conquered the north and south in recent years. The San Francisco with villains on the left has been wiped out, and there are more right-stabbing terrorists on the right. I always Every moment is like walking on the tip of a knife."

(End of this chapter)