Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

When Jiaoyang received the message from Fu Qiran, she had just finished making out with Jiang Sicheng.

The bathroom was filled with moisture. Jiaoyang was only wearing a bathrobe and walked out slowly, still wiping the water droplets from her hair.

At this time, the phone rang.

Quite unexpectedly, it was that cell phone that rang.

The cell phone that has never rang since No. 3 "left."

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows and was opening the phone to see what Fu Qiran had sent her, but her other phone rang again.

Two mobile phones, two numbers, the same person sent messages, and the content of the messages was exactly the same: I confirmed some things through practical actions today. I think it is necessary for us to meet and chat alone, Jiaoyang.

Jiaoyang pouted, and the next second, a pair of extra hands suddenly appeared around her waist. The man rested his chin on her shoulder, and they both looked at the mirror in front of them.

Jiaoyang smiled, holding two mobile phones in her hands, not panicking.

Jiang Sicheng was only wearing a white bathrobe. He looked down the mirror and paused when he saw the mobile phone in her hand. His eyes were a little confused and he didn't pay much attention.

He began to kiss her neck, and small kisses fell on the white skin under her long hair: "When did I buy a new mobile phone? It's quite good-looking."

"It does look good."

Jiaoyang smiled and looked at the man and woman in the mirror.

She slowly let go, letting the phone fall from her hands and fall into a vase filled with water.

"But now, there's no need to use it anymore."

The phone hit the water with a bang, splashing all over the table, and then sank to the bottom of the bottle.

Fu Qiran made an appointment with Jiaoyang to a Japanese dessert shop, which had a separate private room.

"Tell me what you want from me." Jiaoyang sat down slowly, not in a hurry, and flipped through the menu calmly.

Then I ordered at least a dozen desserts.

She didn't ask sincerely, but she ate with sincerity. Sheng Jiaoyang wasn't in a hurry to know, and Fu Qiran wasn't in a hurry to answer.

Anyway, I already had the answer in my heart, it was just tacit.

He held a small spoon in his hand, supported his head, and silently looked at Xiao Jiaoyang eating dessert over there.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you." Fu Qiran couldn't help but smile.

"I know no one will compete with me." Jiao Yang also smiled at him, "No, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat in the future."

"Why can't I eat it?" Fu Qiran didn't understand what she meant. He chewed it repeatedly to no avail and chose to skip it.

"Tell me." His eyes looked melancholy, "If I had known you earlier, would the ending have been different?"

Fu Qiran is a smart man. After a short period of thinking, he can probably guess the reason why she needs to do this.

Who is okay and likes to pretend to be mentally ill? Regardless of whether you are tired or not, if you get too involved in the drama, even a healthy person can drive himself crazy.

Yao Baihe, Sheng Jiaoyang's mother, was killed by her daughter herself. And Jiaoyang, who did all this, was so desperate that she had no other choice but to find a reasonable way to exonerate herself.

So pretending to be crazy and acting stupid became the best choice. Under the current law, no matter what crime is committed, as long as a mental illness certificate is issued by the hospital, all problems can be solved.

But she met Tie Ban, the internationally renowned psychiatrist Jiang Sicheng, and no clues could escape his eyes.

Without exception, no matter how flawless Jiaoyang's acting is, he will inevitably find something suspicious when facing the cunning Jiang Sicheng.

He sent people to follow her and investigate her, and she was always in danger of being exposed. So she had to get deeper and deeper into the drama, playing the role of three personalities: hypocritical goodness, good and evil, and pure evil.

Later, perhaps to give herself more leverage, or perhaps out of revenge, she deliberately took advantage of her second personality to get close to Jiang Sicheng and let him use it for herself.

It was precisely because of this that she felt lost. So she wrote and directed an illusion of three personalities fighting each other and then merging into one. Only in this way can she be herself again.

She was doing all the tricks and calculating every step of the way, but she didn't expect that just because of such a triple personality, she would attract more people's attention, and even cause a sensation in the central government. She took the initiative to send people over to investigate, which only made the matter worse. .

Fu Qiran frowned.

The central government's action was equivalent to the country's action, and Jiang Sicheng could not help her.

What to do after that.

Fu Qiran didn't say it clearly because he knew Jiaoyang would understand what he meant.

If he had met her earlier and known how wronged she was, he would have pulled her out of that hell when her hands were stained with blood and everything was irreversible.

Or, eradicate that hell for her.

Fu Qiran held her hand, looking a little sad.

Everything he did for her was to stop her hands from being stained with blood, but the damage she suffered in the past could never be made up for.

There are too many things in this world that cannot be judged by right or wrong.

Others are not qualified to make irresponsible remarks about a person who grew up in hell. Because they have never experienced hell, they don't understand how hard people in hell have to work in order to survive, even if they get a chance to breathe. The most important thing is that no one has ever extended a helping hand to the girl living in hell.

She had no choice but to live.

Yes, in this world, she just wants to live.

The world chose to treat her with cold eyes, so she was even less qualified. After she resisted in order to live, she commented lightly: You are wrong.

Fu Qiran really didn't think Jiaoyang was wrong.

On the contrary, he now wants to go back to the past, rush over and torture to death all those who have hurt her.

Yao Baihe, Sheng Xianglin, and those so-called blood relatives and senior officials of the Sheng family who knew the inside story and allowed the situation to continue to develop, all died so easily!

They are the ones who really deserve to go to hell!

"Won't."

Jiaoyang smiled, her smile was so bright, but it made him feel so distressed inexplicably.

"Why." His eyes looked even sadder.

But he didn't know that in the original plot, the smiling little girl in front of him did not come to this world. He knew all that, but even so, it became what he was thinking about now, those unforgivable sins and watching with cold eyes. One of the people.

Including Jiang Sicheng, who is now involved, and Bo Yunli.

People only know fear when pain happens around them.

You only really feel pain when the pain happens to you.

Jiaoyang smiled and slowly stirred the cake in front of her with a small spoon, without answering him.

Two chapters in one.

It is expected that this dimension will end in a few days~