Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"Don't call me that, you're an embarrassment." Fu Qiran looked at him coldly. Fu Weiwei's face turned pale and he froze in place.

Did she do something wrong? Was she ignorant? Did she do something to make her uncle unhappy?

Xilin's face paused, and he clenched his blood-covered fingers tightly, and said with a low smile: "It seems that Mr. Fu and one of my predecessors really have a close relationship. For her, even my own niece had the heart to scold her. .”

Fu Qiran glanced at him, his eyes seemed to be sharp, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "It's rare that the young master of the Sichaer family cares so much about my niece. It seems that you have remembered the oath you swore at the door of the infirmary last time. In my heart."

What oath?

Xilin was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned completely black as the bottom of a pot.

Could it be that he started deliberately plotting against him at that time?

Lilac eyes stared closely at Fu Qiran's face.

But how is it possible

His hand was still bleeding. Fu Qiran glanced over it calmly, and when he saw the back of Jiaoyang's injured hand, his eyebrows furrowed in distress: "You must go to the hospital to stop the bleeding now, don't worry about it, trust me. "

Fu Qiran put his hand on her shoulder.

"But..." Jiaoyang blinked again, "My little finger bone is not broken yet."

Fu Qiran frowned: "What does this have to do with the little finger?"

"That's him." Jiaoyang puffed up her face and pointed to Xilin aside, acting like a little girl who was hurt in love and accusing her father of her unscrupulous boyfriend.

If it weren't for the fact that Jiao Yang's surname was Sheng and Fu Chiran's surname was Fu, and they didn't look much alike, Xilin would have almost thought that Fu Chiran was so protective of a woman because she was his illegitimate daughter who had been living abroad for many years.

"Last time, in order to get his parents to agree to engage me, and to trap me with his self-righteous sacrifice, he deliberately broke the bones of his little finger. Now I am leaving him, in order not to owe him anything, I can only break my own bones."

Jiaoyang puffed up her face and looked angry.

Look, how bad Xilin is, how dark and despicable his thoughts are, and now he is teaming up with his domineering fiancée to force her. She is the only good person who wants to break bones for no reason, and now she is still being forced to do so.

She acted like she was the victim.

It seems that they are really familiar with each other.

Xilin laughed to himself.

She knows a lot of people, and she can run into acquaintances everywhere. So when she heard that her engagement partner was Fu Weiwei, the niece of her old lover, she still kept her expression straight.

Just ask how many people in this world can do this.

"No, no, uncle" Fu Weiwei wanted to retort, "This matter is very complicated, it's not what this woman said"

"Shut up."

Fu Qiran's eyes swept over him sternly, his dark eyes seemed to be surging with waves, "If you say one more thing, go back to Asia now."

Fu Weiwei closed his mouth aggrievedly.

Who made the two of them work together to show off their power in front of him just now?

Jiaoyang stood next to Fu Qiran, raised her chin, and looked proud for a moment, when he looked over again.

"I don't know if your coccyx is broken or not. I just know," his eyes dropped, his eyes pitiful, "If you keep bleeding like this, your whole hand will be crippled. This is much more serious than a broken coccyx."

She was once such a proud daughter of heaven, a being that everyone looked up to and worshiped, a little princess that everyone held in their hearts.

No one had the right to make her feel bad.

No matter Fu Weiwei or Xilin, they are not worthy!

Fu Qiran took her wrist and said, "Get in the car with me."

But as soon as he finished speaking, another car drove up from behind and two people got out.

His emerald green eyes met Jiaoyang's gaze across the crowd, and the corners of his lips were raised in a half-smile, speaking in an aristocratic French accent.

"I'm sorry everyone, my sister has caused you too much trouble during this period, and I'm causing you so much trouble."

Sriya'an stretched out his hand and motioned for Jiaoyang to come over.

"But now. I'm going to take her away."

Bonus bonus × 2, thanks to the little cuties for their tips~