Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"So that's it." Jiaoyang nodded clearly and glanced at Fu Weiwei one more time.

Then he and Fu Qiran left together.

"I have a question." Fu Weiwei bit his lower lip and almost summoned up all the courage to stop her.

Fu Chiran paused and frowned. He was about to say something, but was stopped by Jiaoyang's eyes.

She turned around with a half-smile and looked at Fu Weiwei.

"C-is it okay?" Fu Weiwei tried his best to get an answer, even overcoming the psychological fear.

"You said it." Jiaoyang replied with a smile.

Fu Weiwei paused, and then asked the question that had been lingering in her heart for a long time: "Can you tell me, who are you?"

An ordinary person could make Xilin attracted to her so quickly.

If an ordinary person could live peacefully among those serial murderers, he could even be held in their palms.

If she were an ordinary person, she could make her brother-in-law, who covers the sky with one hand, never forget her.

Yes, Fu Weiwei couldn't figure out who she was.

If she is really an ordinary person, are there really ordinary people like that in the world?

A smile appeared on Jiaoyang's face, and she replied calmly without hiding it: "Do you know that your brother-in-law has always had a white moonlight in his heart?"

Fu Qiran smiled in relief.

Bai Yueguang?

Fu Weiwei was stunned. Of course she knew this, but...

"Then do you know that five years ago, there was a sensational 'matricide case' in Asia Shengjia?"

Jiaoyang looked into Fu Weiwei's eyes and had no intention of hiding it: "On the way to being sentenced, the 18-year-old leader of the Sheng family robbed a policeman's gun and then committed suicide on the spot."

Fu Weiwei opened his eyes in shock.

Shengjia

The person in charge was only eighteen years old, a little girl, and her name was taboo. It seemed like there was some big shot controlling her, preventing her name from being mentioned.

Once you don't follow this rule, you will suffer bad luck. So few people know her name, let alone people with the same name.

And Sheng Jiaoyang is also named Sheng.

He also has an inseparable relationship with the three prisoners who escaped from Mosga Prison.

Could it be

"That's right."

Jiaoyang curled her lips happily, "That woman, she has always been alive."

After getting the answer, Fu Weiwei looked at the backs of Sheng Jiaoyang and his uncle, and the last trace of unwillingness in his heart completely dissipated, becoming silent and dull.

It turns out that she is the real rich lady, and she is the Cinderella in the fairy tale.

yes

Cinderella remains the same Cinderella from beginning to end, even if she puts on gorgeous clothes.

And that special person will only be attracted to the same special person.

Jiaoyang went to see Sriyaan and happily shared the joy of victory with him, as confident as before.

"Fu Qiran has already agreed. He will help that day. He will take us by air. The ship that was originally left behind will sail as usual to divert some of Jiang Mingluo's firepower."

But Sriyaan looked at her deeply, his green eyes flashing with an unknown light.

He grabbed the thin oriental girl, choked her thin wrists, threw her on the sofa, and then pressed her up.

Sriya'an's emotions were a little out of control. Jiaoyang softly called his name, then stretched out her arms and hugged the man's waist without resisting.

After it was over, the English-French man kissed her red lips, full of pity.

"When you go to Asia, you will go back to the men you once knew, right? Heartless oriental girl."

There is no eternal banquet in the world, and everyone will eventually return to the place where she should exist.

"Maybe I will go back," Jiaoyang blinked and replied slyly, "But it doesn't mean that I have to leave Sriya'an. As long as we are both happy, we can always be together."

"No."

Sriyaan smiled and shook his head in refusal, as if he had his own ideas.

"That shouldn't be an option."

The world is safe and sound.