"Be gentle. There's only one copy of the dossier—if it gets damaged, that's it."
Ye Liuyun seemed to have expected Feng Feiyi's reaction, and spoke calmly.
While Feng Feiyi was reading the dossier,
Ye Liuyun poured himself a cup of tea and sipped it slowly.
"Hoo!"
Ye Liuyun's words gradually calmed Feng Feiyi down.
He kept steadying his breathing.
After a while,
Feng Feiyi put down the dossier and looked up, meeting Ye Liuyun's gaze seriously.
"Everything in here is fake. Marquis Rong'gong never gave us a single coin, let alone a new place to live. I have never lied to you, Lord!"
Just thinking about how Marquis Rong'gong was portrayed as such a righteous and generous man in that dossier
made Feng Feiyi so angry he nearly lost control.
If he'd read this dossier earlier, Feng Feiyi might have already stormed into Marquis Rong'gong's residence for revenge.
No wonder.
No one had stepped in to deal with this back then.
