Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

But Xilin certainly wouldn't tell this little guy that he was almost going to be her love rival's fiancé.

It would be bad if she took out her resentment on him for not being able to catch up with the gentleman.

"The fact that you, the stupid Miss Ariva, are pursuing Mr. Snellpu, who has not very high vision, at the same time, is enough to make me feel heartbroken. I lament that flowers are placed on cow dung. And Mr. Cow dung's The choice makes me even more heartbroken.”

Xilin shook his head helplessly.

Jiaoyang looked at him, her fingers bent against her chin, and she nodded with a half-smile.

"So I will help you change everything." Xilin put his hand on her shoulder, with a smile on his lips, "I will make everything get back on track, back to the way it was when you first dreamed of it."

Xilin leaned into Jiaoyang's ear and told her his plan.

"Is it just because you like me?" Jiaoyang looked up with a smile, "Are all young masters from rich families like you so boring?"

"I thought you would be grateful to me, but your behavior really makes me sad," Xilin's lips curved, "Other people have been working hard for what they want since they were born, such as money and career. And these, I It’s been there since birth, so you have to find something else to do.”

"Are you showing off your wealth?" Jiaoyang smiled and raised her eyebrows.

She thought he might have guessed his identity.

"Do you hate the rich?" Xilin then frowned.

According to Mr. Snell's description at the dinner table just now, the brothers and sisters must have suffered a lot along the way. Before, they were squatting in a large airtight courtyard with thousands of people, and everyone had to pay for it. People do hard labor in exchange for three meals a day and live like animals.

Living under the oppression of capital is almost like going to jail. Fortunately, they escaped in the end, otherwise such dark days would probably last a lifetime.

Xilin suddenly realized that it seemed inappropriate to say this in front of this little girl who had experienced so much suffering.

"No." Jiaoyang shook her head, why should she worry about herself.

After living for so long, the only thing she never seemed to worry about was whether she had enough money to spend. Either she is a rich man's daughter, and even if her parents are dead, she is still supported by rich and wealthy people. I have never had any worries in my life.

"I just think that men who show off their wealth sometimes look really attractive."

It's a pity that like the man she had a one-night stand with when she woke up that morning, he is not very smart.

Why on earth would this man think that she has a crush on Sriyan?

But since he feels that way, it's good to continue to misunderstand him like this.

Jiao Yang secretly raised the corners of her lips.

"When?" Xilin blinked his lavender eyes.

"When you swipe your credit card to spend money on a woman." Jiaoyang responded with a more pure wink.

Sriya'an did not expect that Sheng Jiaoyang just went to the toilet and came back with a boyfriend.

He felt a little baffled, but the man dressed like a peacock spent a lot of money to book the place, ordered all kinds of delicacies from the restaurant in one go, and finally paid the bill.

When Sriya'an looked at Sheng Jiaoyang with doubtful eyes, she just made a face to herself, "Who made my brother so poor that he can't afford a house! Now that he has a sister-in-law, he can't even support me. So I had to find a boyfriend to support me."

Sriyaan: "..."

And Yaliva looked at this handsome man who suddenly appeared in a daze. On the one hand, she felt that he looked familiar, but on the other hand, she was also thinking about it.

Doesn’t Jiaoyang already have two boyfriends?

Could this be the third one?

Forrestlin and Qiao Yin were drowsy at home, and were finally awakened by a heavy and long banging sound outside the iron door.

The two of them were startled at each other, and then they saw Sriyaan opening the door with a dark face, grabbing Jiaoyang with his other hand, and throwing him to the sofa where they were sitting.

"What's going on?" Qiao Yin frowned, and rarely sat down to the right without showing an expression of disgust when Jiaoyang sat over.

"Ask her." Sriyan glanced at her coldly.

Fu Lesterlin took Jiaoyang's hand that was hanging aside. When he saw the faint red mark on his wrist, the corners of his lips curled up.

"You're so rude, little An'an~" This time it was finally her turn to teach him a lesson.

"Did I do anything wrong?" Jiaoyang looked at Sriya'an with innocent eyes, "Do you allow you to covet Yaliwa's body, but don't allow me to fall in love with her fiancé?"

"What, fiancé?" Fu Leistlin's eyes lit up and he became interested.

"The young master of the Schar family is not an ordinary person."

"So what." Jiaoyang stood up with a bad expression.

He bent down and looked at him: "Why didn't I know that perverts can still know fear and fear?"

Sriyan was slightly startled.

"Isn't it supposed to be the feeling that when you see something dangerous and challenging, your whole body will tremble with excitement and your blood will almost boil?"

There was a sweet smile on the little girl's face: "Yes, that's how I feel about that man now. He doesn't know our identities now and thinks I am your secret admirer, so he pretends to be my boyfriend to help me Capture you. And I will take advantage of this time to capture him."

Jiaoyang walked up to him happily and touched Sriya'an's cheek with a bright smile: "For the sake of my cooperation with you in seducing Yaliwa before, you will also cooperate with me this time." wrong?"

"Are you threatening me?" Sriya'an's eyes narrowed, extremely cold, and the cold wind blew out from behind him.

"This is not a threat, but a mutually beneficial cooperation. I made Xilin fall in love with me, and from now on he can only see me. This will ensure that the marriage between the young master of the Charles family and Ariva will fall through. All of these are It’s good for you, isn’t it?”

She tilted her head, and the emotion in her eyes was suddenly difficult for Sriyan to capture.

"What's more, I just want to get Xilin. After I get it, I will immediately lose interest and get rid of him. Don't you know this? From this point of view, compared to you eating up people without leaving any trace, I Are you doing something cleaner than you?"

After saying these words, Jiaoyang went upstairs without looking at the expressions of the three men behind her.

Ariva, who returned home, felt uneasy for some reason.

The face of the strange man she saw that day flashed frequently in her mind, and she felt a little concerned about it for no reason.

Ariva resolutely refused to admit that she was a nymphomaniac, so she searched for photos of all the celebrities and gentlemen in the area. In the end, unexpectedly, she found a one-to-one correspondence with the young master Xilin who almost became her fiancé.