Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Jiaoyang raised the corners of her lips, and bad emotions appeared in her eyes: "After all, you have a brother and a sister. One died in my hands, and the other..."

She looked at Sriyaan and never let go of her hand.

Sriya'an was also looking at her, his green eyes were dim and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"So, I am even more grateful to Dr. Jiang. After all, you are not only the top in Asian psychology, but you have also been directly promoted to President Jiang."

Of course Jiang Sicheng heard about what happened in Mosga, and his expression became silent.

It was Jiang Mingluo who wanted to kill her first, and he had been hiding there for five years. She just killed him instead. This was not Jiaoyang's fault.

He also couldn't imagine why his brother, who had been righteous and passionate since childhood, became like this.

A wry smile burst from Jiang Sicheng's lips.

Yes, it was his closest relatives who hurt her, and he also had a face similar to his. If he appeared in front of her again, it would only increase her disgust.

Just this Sriyan

He frowned, then stood up and looked at her cold face, feeling sad and nostalgic.

"I just wanted to check on you again and make sure you're doing well."

Jiang Sicheng took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to her: "As long as you need it, come to me at any time. Here is no better than abroad. Even though it has been five years, there are many people who know you."

As long as she comes to him

As long as she comes, he is probably willing to risk everything.

But Jiang Sicheng always felt that that day would never come.

Jiang Sicheng's heart was even more sad.

He should have known better.

A long time ago, the girl No. 2 who had a bright smile and would sweetly call him Dr. Jiang would never come back.

In other words, it never existed.

And the little girl standing in front of him now will never be willing to look at him again.

Jiang Sicheng walked toward the door with heavy steps.

"By the way, Jiang Sicheng."

Her voice came from behind, and she stabbed the knife with a smile before he left.

"Do you know where old Forester is now? Don't hide it, I know you must know where he is."

Jiang Sicheng was stunned and turned around: "What are you looking for him for?"

To cure the mental illness next to her?

"There's something wrong." Jiaoyang looked at him with a smile. She was already sure that Jiang Sicheng could be used. She fell back and leaned into Sriya'an's arms, her expression becoming relaxed.

"Just tell me whether you will help or not."

In the hospital, after the awakened Bo Yunli understood what had just happened, he paused in disbelief for a while, and then became furious.

He casually picked up a crystal plate next to the bedside and smashed it on Song Anning's head!

She had never seen this scene before, and she was so frightened that she even spoke out, let alone avoided it. The plate was hit on her forehead, and blood flowed down.

When Song Anning felt a sharp pain and reacted, she was horrified to find that she had lost a lot of blood, and she screamed in fear.

However, Bo Yunli got off the hospital bed like a madman, and no one could stop him.

He grabbed Song Anning's neck, tightened his fingers, and exerted all his strength, his eyes were red: "It's you! It's you. For five years, I finally wanted her back, but just because of you, you ruined her Take everything from me!"

Song Anning's face turned purple and she couldn't breathe. She patted his arm and struggled in pain.