Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Jiaoyang put a dagger against her neck with one hand, and clasped the other hand across her chest, as if watching a wonderful performance: "Are you done?"

Ariva sneered: "No."

"I'm just trapped here for a moment, and you are destined to be trapped with that man for the rest of your life. Tell me, between the two of us, who is pitiful for you or me?"

"For a moment?" Jiaoyang tilted her head, "You can't be so naive as to think that you can still escape, right?"

Yaliwa responded coldly: "A big living person just disappeared. Do you think my parents wouldn't care? They must be looking for me all over the world right now."

She deliberately poked Jiaoyang's pain point: "After all, I am not an orphan."

But to Yaliwa's expectation, Jiaoyang burst out laughing again after hearing her words.

She found that her mood would improve as long as she stayed by this woman's side for a while.

Jiaoyang put down the knife in her hand, raised the corners of her lips, and looked at Yaliwa with unclear meaning.

"As the pyramid of the criminal world, you underestimate that man too much, Ariva."

"What?" The blonde girl was stunned.

Jiaoyang paced in front of her: "Have you forgotten? Three days ago, Yaliva had abandoned her family for love and eloped with her dear Mr. Snellpu."

"What?!"

Jiaoyang turned her head and raised the corners of her lips wickedly: "For this reason, you wrote a letter, right? It doesn't matter if you don't remember the content, I will help you recall the memories. You wrote in the letter how much you hate the upper class society, and how much you hate the upper class society. How disgusting your parents are and the future they arranged for you, and how you don't love Xilin and scold him to the point of being useless. The only one who cares about cherishing is your Mr. Snell.

So you say you want to leave, you want to elope with your dear Snell, you want to chase your love and escape from everything that makes you feel suffocated. It's a pity that before you had time to hand over your letter, he had already improvised and tied you up.

But it’s not a big problem. You put the letter in the second compartment of your bedside table. If you don’t have time to send it out, someone will naturally send it out for you. "

Yaliwa's eyes widened in disbelief and her whole body trembled: "You...you"

"Speaking of which, you should also be grateful to yourself. Who made you so devoted to Mr. Snellpu and prepared a farewell letter in advance. Otherwise, handling the subsequent matters may not be so simple."

Jiaoyang looked at her changing expression with a smile.

It is also because of this that Yaliwa's parents believed it to be true, and for the sake of their daughter's reputation, they would not make any public announcements.

Even if they did realize something was wrong one day, I'm afraid their daughter would have been eaten to pieces by then.

"I said, this is good too."

Jiaoyang stretched out her arms and leaned over, looking at her despairing and defeated expression, and pretended to comfort her: "Didn't you say in your letter that you hated the environment you were in, and that even falling into hell would be better than returning to your original place?" Is the place good?”

Jiaoyang opened her arms, and various daggers, daggers, and guns were behind her, making her look even more weird.

But she smiled brightly: "So now, congratulations on coming to the real hell."

While she hates her family environment, she continues to enjoy the many benefits and conveniences that her family brings to her as a matter of course.

This is not a good habit.