Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"I think you can sacrifice for others. As long as you achieve the reason in your heart that is enough for you to do that."

"Then I don't think anyone would be able to let me do that." Jiaoyang raised the corners of her lips, pulled Sriyaan over, and left here.

"Don't be so absolute," Old Forester muttered and sighed deeply.

From then on, he became a complete loner.

But what can be done.

Maybe because the whole family has high IQs, there were two high-IQ perverts, and the other one became a psychiatrist.

Isn't there a saying that says, "There is only a thin line between genius and madness"? He has what he must do in this position.

Fortunately, he had always thought that his son did not understand him, resented his ruthlessness, and resented everything he did to his mother.

Now it seems that fortunately, he is luckier than he thought.

A relieved smile appeared on the old man's face.

Song Anning covered the painful and burning wound on her face and looked at the man lying on the bed and sitting outside the window. She was still frightened when she thought of what just happened.

Just now, when her hands and feet were pinned down on the ground and the stone hit her head heavily, many people and things came to her mind.

Her father, her mother, her friends, and her supposedly happy life.

Since she and Yunli got together, they followed her and got a lot of benefits. After all, who wouldn't want to curry favor with someone who knows someone as big as Bo Yunli?

She suddenly changed from an ordinary person to a little princess with stars all over her. She was once so happy that she doubted how she could be so happy.

Now it seems that it is a blessing or a disaster.

Just when Song Anning thought she was certain to die, the unconscious man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. He made a faint sound and asked someone to stop the movement of the man's hand.

Fu Qiran turned around, looked at Bo Yunli with mocking eyes, and raised the corners of his lips: "Why, are you still having feelings for me as a substitute?"

"She is an innocent person."

Bo Yunli's lips were pale: "I was emotionally excited just now. In any case, thank you for saving this woman. Otherwise, I really can't imagine what she would think if she knew that I strangled this woman to death when she went back. .”

"You are really responsible and a good man, Bo Yunli, but do you think you and her are still possible?" Fu Qiran snorted coldly and looked at the woman kneeling on the ground panting reluctantly, "Bo Yunli, you Is your impression of her still the same as that of No. 1?"

I really don’t know how Jiaoyang fell in love with this guy before. He has really bad taste.

"What about you?" Bo Yunli laughed at himself, then looked at him with a pale smile on his face, "Does your impression of her still remain at the time of No. 3?"

Fu Qiran was stunned, narrowed his eyes, and fell into memories: "No. 3, maybe. But one thing I have to admit, no matter which side of her our hearts are towards, our hearts will unknowingly move towards No. 2. .”

He shifted his gaze, and the woman kneeling on the ground was trembling with fear.

Fu Qiran stared at her for a while longer: "It's up to you. You can let this woman go, but..."

He motioned to the people around him to pick up Song Anning's hair and lift her up. The woman endured the pain and did not dare to make a sound.

Fu Chiran showed a cruel and mocking smile on his face, then took the stone and quickly made a cut on the woman's face, and blood flew out in an instant.

Song Anning couldn't help but scream!

And the handsome man raised his lips, looking like a sinister devil in her eyes.

"It's better not to show up in front of her again with this face."

Song Anning stared at Fu Qiran's back, covering his bleeding face, twitching all over, and feeling full of pain and unwillingness.

So she didn't see behind her, Bo Yunli lying on the bed, and the people around her who were watching all this silently, with even more numb and indifferent faces.