Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Fu Qiran walked up, clenching his hands into fists, and was about to greet Xilin's still dazed face.

Fu Weiwei was even more confused than Xilin, but Jiaoyang hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his fist: "Don't be impulsive, Mr. Fu."

Although it didn't seem to be any of her business, the matter was done and it was time to leave, so it was better not to cause any more trouble.

Fu Qiran turned around, turned his eyes, the anger in his eyes dissipated, and raised his eyebrows: "What did you call me?"

Jiaoyang's hands were still on the man's arms, and she blinked: "Mr. Fu."

After five years of separation, this boy is now as majestic as an ice cube. His youthfulness has faded away, and he doesn't look like he used to look like when he was holding her in his arms and crying with red eyes in school.

So, don’t offend Sheng Jiaoyang.

This woman knows all about your dark history.

The corner of Fu Qiran's mouth twitched, and when he turned to face her, his deep eyes revealed a bit of intoxicating helplessness and tenderness: "Are you trying to pretend you don't know me?"

How is this possible?

He missed her for five years and everyone thought she was dead. He was immersed in the grief of her death, thinking that this separation would last forever.

In the past five years, Fu Qiran has been in agony every time he dreams or thinks about the scene when she collapsed that day.

Why didn't he think at that time that such a proud girl, a girl who was obviously so afraid of heat, but in order to conceal her domestic violence, never took off her long sleeves for more than ten years even in the hottest summer, would be her With the scars uncovered and exposed to everyone, what would she face?

Why didn't he expect that she would do something stupid?

Painful memories haunted him like a nightmare, becoming an unbreakable knot in his heart.

In the past five years, he has focused almost all his energy on work. Because the Sheng family collapsed, but the Fu family bought the Sheng family, and the Fu family has her share.

He would never forget that summer, when the wanton little girl smiled in front of him and said to him——

"The most basic condition for cooperation is win-win."

Seeing her again was the biggest surprise in his life.

She may not like him scolding him and ridiculing him. However, he does not allow her to ignore him. He also didn't believe that she would forget about him so quickly.

Jiao Yang lowered his head and curved the corners of his lips.

So what if?

How did Sheng Jiaoyang know Fu Qiran who was far away in Asia at such a young age?

How did she know him, and in what capacity did she know him? Sheng Jiaoyang, who had already "died" on the way to the execution of the sentence, was still the absconding criminal No. 036.

Regardless of his identity, "Sheng Jiaoyang" should never have known Fu Qiran.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Fu Qiran didn't force her.

He walked forward, looked down at her bleeding wound, and frowned. Just as he picked up the phone to make a call, Jiaoyang reached out and held it down.

Fu Qiran looked over and she shook her head.

Fu Qiran looked at Sheng Jiaoyang.

Sheng Jiaoyang was also looking at Fu Qiran.

The two people looked at each other and communicated silently.

At this moment, he reached out and held Jiaoyang's five fingers in his hand. The heart, which was originally thought to be dead, conveys the feeling of heartache.

"What have you been through in the past few years?"

"To be honest, nothing has changed," Jiaoyang said with a smile, finally acting as an old friend, with the familiar appearance, "But it's still eating and drinking, playing around, picking out clothes, looking at gems, and counting. Money, if you are still really bored, find a man to play with your feelings."

If Xilin can't see anything at this time, then he is a complete fool.

He twitched the corners of his lips. When facing outsiders, all the embarrassment on his body receded. He raised his horns, with a smirk on his lips, and looked over with arrogance in his eyes.

Xilin knew the identity of this man, he knew it very well.

"Mr. Fu and her are old friends?"

I always feel like there is a story

And as far as he knew, Mr. Fu was not married yet, and he didn't even have an ambiguous scandal partner.

But this is not necessarily the case in private.

Only they themselves know how deep the materialistic upper class society is. When he took Jiaoyang to the banquet very early on, someone told him that Jiaoyang looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

He didn't pay attention at that time, thinking that they hadn't seen many Asians, so once they saw similar physical features, they would inevitably be confused and confused.

Now it seems possible.

Before meeting him, Jiaoyang's last financial sponsor, or was one of his financial sponsors, was Mr. Fu Qiran?

What a coincidence.

Xilin laughed to himself.

Fu Weiwei was even more shocked than Xilin. She looked at the little uncle she had always looked up to, and was a little confused about the situation.

"Uncle?"

Bonus bonus × 1, thanks to the little cuties for the tips~