Tangling with the Western Commander

Chapter 226: Chapter 223: She is Hell

Seeing this scene, Fang Zhi’s face turned pale, and she instinctively took a half step back.

“Wen, Miss Wen, what are you doing here?”

Wen Xian stood there with a look of utter boredom, scratched her ear with her pinky, and then suddenly let out a light, disdainful laugh.

Fang Zhi stared at her intently, her gaze then shifting to the smartphone in her hand.

Had she… recorded it?

When Wen Xian looked at her again, her lips curled up, “Why am I here? Of course, I wanted to see how you were going to find my dog, oh, right.”

As she spoke, she paused slightly and raised her eyebrows, “Miss Fang, didn’t you just say you would bring a ‘bitch’ to be checked later? I didn’t hear that wrong, did I? Who were you referring to as that bitch?”

Fang Zhi’s eyes flickered, “Miss Wen, you must have heard wrong, I, I never said that.”

No sooner had she spoken than Wen Xian waved the smartphone in front of her, “Really? Shall we listen to it once more to see what you just said?”

In an instant, Fang Zhi’s expression hardened, and she unnoticeably clenched her fist inside her sleeve.

With a tap of Wen Xian’s fingertip, her voice rang out clearly from the phone.

The more she listened, the more rigid her expression became, her teeth clenched tight.

As they heard her say again she wanted to crush a little wolf dog to death, Wen Xian walked up to her, her gaze gradually freezing as she locked eyes with her:

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“So behind people’s backs, Miss Fang is such a beast with a human face and an animal’s heart? That really has been an eye-opener for me!”

But Fang Zhi clenched her fists tightly, straightening her back, took a deep breath, and adamantly denied, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, I didn’t do it.”

Having said that, she tried to walk past her and leave.

But Wen Xian suddenly blocked her, not hiding her intention as she said:

“I almost forgot to tell you, we found my dog, and it’s now back in its jurisdiction, bouncing and lively. I really don’t understand, Miss Fang, why would you say that my dog had been run over by a car?”

At these words, Fang Zhi’s face subtly changed, as she involuntarily recalled the message the person on the phone had told her.

But when she spoke again, she still feigned calm, her lips forcing a strained smile, “That must be a joke, I clearly saw it being run over.”

Wen Xian just looked at her, slowly walking over, the smile fading from her lips as she spoke word by word:

“Oh? Are you sure it was run over, and not eaten by the Golden Python you keep?”

At these words, Fang Zhi’s body stiffened instantly.

Could it be that last night’s incident had something to do with her…?!

She took another deep breath, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

She was adamant in her denial, and tried to leave immediately after speaking.

“Ah…!”

Accompanied by a scream, Fang Zhi, who was kicked fiercely, suddenly flew out.

Her body slammed into the photography studio setup, falling extremely awkwardly, shaking the studio as if it were about to collapse.

People came out, noticing the scene.

Wen Xian didn’t even glance at the woman she had kicked to the ground, but walked over to the smartphone that had fallen there.

Her phone used facial recognition, and as she approached Fang Zhi, she directly grabbed her jaw to force a successful unlock.

She then went to check her recent call information.

Nothing.

It had been completely erased. Wen Xian’s gaze deepened, and she immediately opened WeChat.

This time, upon seeing her WeChat name, her eyes widened in shock.

Her WeChat name was obviously no longer the same as the one she had added herself to a while ago!

However, that wasn’t the point. The point was that her new WeChat name was: “Calm and Collected”!

It was the criminal ID that the police were investigating and tracking—!