Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

From beginning to end, no flaws were revealed.

He even has his own complete worldview, and he believes in the truth, does not tolerate the world, and is extremely egoistic.

Others can't fit in at all.

In fact, this can also be a disease called antisocial personality disorder.

He had a hunch that this might be a more troublesome existence than his prodigal son.

Old Fulest pulled up the hat on his head, maintaining the dignity of an old-school aristocrat.

The policemen in front of them looked gloomy. This time they brought Sheng Jiaoyang to the police station. God knows how much pressure they were facing from the Sheng family outside.

If there is no progress in the case after three days, they will be forced to release him. Sheng Jiaoyang must have understood this, so he followed them out in a grand manner. It was really hateful to think about it!

The real murderer clearly knew that he was right in front of him, but he could only watch her leave.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Old Fulester promised, but in fact he was not sure at all. But the desire to put people in jail is real.

As I get older, I only have so much persistence. Maybe he can also find a companion for his son who is far away in Mosca Prison in the United States.

Old Forester thought unscrupulously.

"Ms. Sheng, someone is looking for you." Even at this point, the policeman's tone was still respectful.

This is what it means to be a master.

Jiaoyang jumped out and raised her lips slightly, but when she sat down on the chair and saw the young man opposite her through a page of glass, the smile on her face suddenly stopped.

"Why, are you here to laugh at me?" She grinned again.

"Do you feel that this scene is a bit familiar?"

Fu Qiran sat on the chair opposite her, separated by a glass window.

He looked around, his eyebrows were quiet, and he didn't show any emotion: "It's just that the last time you came to see me, I was inside and you were outside. Now, less than half a month has passed, and you have gone in again. , now it’s my turn to see you.”

"You are indeed here to laugh at me, identification completed." The smile on Jiaoyang's face retracted.

Fu Qiran didn't speak. He lowered his head and was silent for a while, and then said, "I will get you out and treat you as repayment for the last time."

"Then." She crossed her chest and leaned back slightly, half-smiling.

"Then." He stretched out his hand in confusion, and touched her cheek little by little through the glass. The biting temperature of the glass made him retract his hand instantly.

Fu Qiran smiled wryly to himself.

No. 3 had just left, and everyone else's bones were still cold. She didn't even leave any bones behind, leaving only their old photos for him to daydream about.

The one who caused all this was Number Two.

What was he thinking about?

"Then, let us torture each other until which one of us dies first, Sheng Jiaoyang."

Fu Qiran said this quietly, turned around and left.

Jiaoyang smiled behind him like a spring flower in March.

Three days later, the leader of the Sheng family returned to Zhao with the jade intact. Facing the swarming media, Jiaoyang wore a mask on her face and waved to them happily.

The smile is bright and the manners are perfect.

Sheng was not affected at all and even improved to a higher level.

A group of people stood at the door of the police station, staring, but there was nothing they could do.

During this period, the Sheng family, the Bo family, and the Fu family exerted pressure and almost monopolized the domestic economy for a time. They could only keep people for three days, which was their limit.

Is there really nothing we can do about this woman? Impossible, there must be other ways.

In recent days, chaebol power has been at its peak. To fight against the plutocrats and remove this rotten tumor, even the government can't do anything, so what else can it do?

There is also a last resort, which is to use the masses. This is also a desperate move.

The most powerful force in a country is not the government or the plutocrats, but the broad masses of the people.

When any public figure is boycotted by the masses, she will no longer be tolerated in the world.

When Jiaoyang returned to the Sheng family, the first thing she did was to let each department of the Sheng family perform its duties, and at the same time, she also gave up on those secretly scheming thoughts.

But she never thought that the most difficult thing to deal with was not the Sheng family, but the bombardment of calls from three men, Fu Qiran, Bo Yunli and Jiang Sicheng.

Jiaoyang impatiently muted her cell phone and was returning to her private villa from the company when she saw Fu Qiran waiting outside.

She instantly rubbed her forehead with a headache and turned around, intending to go to another location nearby in the city.

The so-called cunning rabbit has three holes.

But Fu Chiran came up and stopped her, searching her face with his eyes, his eyes red: "Is what he said true?"

"What is true or not, what is false or not."

Jiaoyang rolled her eyes at him, "All I know now is that I want to sleep. Get out of my way. Good dogs don't get in the way."

Do you know how annoying it is to prevent a sleepy person from sleeping?

But Fu Chiran came up, held her shoulders, and pressed her against the car door.

"Are you crazy?" Jiaoyang looked at the surveillance camera not far away.

"Is what he said true, that psychiatrist?" His eyes dropped slightly, his eyes were reddened with embarrassment, and his eyelashes trembled. "You have never been sick from the beginning to the end. This is just a trump card you used to get away with it. What a triple Personality, numbers 1, 2, and 3 are all fake.

You are all pretending. From beginning to end, you are just you. "

"Do you think I have such good acting skills?" Jiaoyang sneered and shook off his hand, "I studied music, not acting."

"I know this is outrageous, but it's inexplicable. I just want to believe it, even if I'm deceiving myself."

Fu Qiran looked at her, as if he had seen the angry and gloomy girl she once was, but at first glance, she had changed back to him.

He smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I don't believe it either. When I found the psychiatrist and he told me this speculation, you don't know that I was shocked beyond measure. But while I was shocked and offended, I But I couldn't deny that I secretly had expectations in my heart.

Indeed, I hope you are the same person. At that time, my mood was about to burst out, so intense that I could no longer dodge it. I desperately hope you are the same person. "

"Why? Just because I hope No. 3 is not dead." Jiaoyang sneered and spoke lightly.

Fu Qiran stopped talking.

He thought he had other reasons. I just don't want to tell her anymore.

"I didn't tell Bo Yunli and Jiang Sicheng about this matter and this suspicion. I came to see you immediately."

Looking at her back, Fu Qiran spoke quietly.

Two chapters in one.