Chapter 410

Good... What a beautiful and domineering woman.

Just why does it look familiar?

Some people can't help remembering where they saw such a dazzling face.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "she is Ruan Su!"

Immediately woke up the shocked people.

"Real people look better than photos."

"How can she look good in reality on those videos!"

"Yes, yes!"

"My God, she is my idol."

"Isn't that Bo Wenyu? Her sister, who is highly praised by her, wants to become a big actor."

"So we are in the same examination room as Bo Wenyu?"

Some parents who have been waiting outside the campus have stepped into the campus when they see that the morning exam is over.

As a result, as soon as I came in, I saw Ruan Su's domineering scene.

So they picked up their mobile phones and took pictures of this scene, some of which were transmitted to a voice and some to microblog.

The titles of high probability are: "Ruan Su tore the fake by hand."

"Ruan Su is very domineering, and the fake gas field is directly defeated."

"A fake is a fake. Tut Tut, challenge my sister Su! Rubbish!"

"I wipe, I saw immortal Ruan Su!"

"In the college entrance examination of Bo Wenyu, Ruan Su is very aggressive."

……

So

Whether it's a voice or a microblog, it was directly blasted by the wave of Ruan Su who personally came off to protect her sister and tore the fake Ruan Xiaoxiao's video.

The traffic whizzed up. The two software contributed a lot of traffic directly because of Ruan su.

The backstage staff don't know how happy it is.

Ruan Xiaoxiao was so angry that he blushed and his neck was thick that he felt that he was pushed to the ground by Ruan su. It was a shame.

She looked around angrily and insisted on selling miserably. Her face was full of grievances and pity. "Miss Ruan, you are older than me. How can you bully your younger generation?"

This is clearly a self mockery that Ruan Su is older than her.

Bully the small with the big.

"Want to be my younger generation? You deserve it?" Ruan Su sneered and suddenly released her hand holding her wrist. "If I find you picking on my sister again, it will not be as simple as today."

"You... You've gone too far. I didn't do anything to Bo Wenyu. How can you slander me like this?" Ruan Xiaoxiao's eyes were filled with tears, as if the arrogant and domineering woman in front of Bo Wenyu wasn't her.

"How can you hold it so well? The water in the Pacific Ocean is not as good as you." Bo Wenyu was disgusted, "sister-in-law, let's go!"

She pulled Ruan Su and felt that staying longer would really affect her appetite for dinner.

"En." Ruan Su nodded and didn't intend to talk to Ruan Xiaoxiao again.

They went straight out of the campus and saw Bo Xingzhi's black Bentley stopping by the side of the road.

After getting on the bus, Bo Xingzhi was sitting there holding a tablet computer with his fingers scratching on it. His movements were elegant and charming.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, he raised his eyes and looked at Ruan Su calmly, "why is it so long?"

Ruan Su hooked her red lips and was dazzlingly beautiful. "I met a piece of garbage. I wasted a little time."

"Let's go, I ordered Western food." Bo Xingzhi put away his tablet and habitually stretched out his hand to hold the woman's slender waist.

The big palm firmly buckled on her waist. The hot temperature ironed her skin, and her heart smothered.

Suddenly, he stared at Bo Xing with some discomfort, "why?"

The man's thin lips were slightly hooked, and his dark eyes looked at her silently, "I want to hit you."

"Hit me? Why did you hit me?" Ruan Su frowned and said she was very puzzled by the man's words.

"Goblins fight." the man approached her in an extremely ambiguous tone.

Attached to her ear, the sound straight through her eardrum.

Ruan Su's pretty face suddenly appeared a faint blush, grass!

When did the man learn to speak such dirty words?

She stared at him angrily, and her voice was almost squeezed out of her teeth, "shut up!"

Bo Xingzhi laughed loudly, his facial features stretched out, weakening the strong cold breath around him, and the whole person was like a relaxed big boy.

Ruan Su couldn't help looking stunned.

It seems that he seldom laughs so happily.

Bo Wenyu, sitting in front of him, was also stupid.

I can't believe looking at Bo Xingzhi with a happy smile, "brother... Are you abusing my single dog?"

Talking and laughing with my sister-in-law, I don't know what to say. The domineering female boss and sister-in-law just now on the campus.

At the moment, her pretty face is dizzy and looks charming.

Sure enough, only in front of the men they like, women will become extremely soft and lovely.

"What kind of single dog are you? It's clear that Jiang Xinfeng is still taking you to the examination room this morning."

Bo Xingzhi raised his eyebrows and calmly refuted Bo Wenyu.

Bo Wenyu was a little uncomfortable, "he... He and I are colleagues, we are an agent or something. So we take care of each other a little more."

"Really? He's a popular flow. Why don't you send others to the examination room? Why do you send them to you?" Ruan Su couldn't help teasing Bo Wenyu, "come to see you off at the risk of being photographed secretly. Tut tut - it's really moving!"

"Wife, you are so moved. I always send you. Why didn't I see you? I was moved once for me."

Bo Xingzhi was a little unhappy.

"Hum!"

Ruan Su skimmed her lips.

Just then, the car stopped steadily in front of the western restaurant, so the three got off.

Just stepped in.

Song Yan just parked his car and was about to get off and go in when suddenly

A familiar voice sounded behind him.

"Ah Yan - why are you here?"

Song Yan's tall figure stiffened. He turned slowly and saw Mrs. song and song Yichang who had just got off the bus.

The husband and wife were dressed very delicately. The woman was dressed in a dark red cheongsam and the man was dressed in a suit.

"This is a restaurant. You can come. Why can't I come?"

Song Yan opened his mouth expressionless, with a trace of disdain in his eyes.

He despised all the acts of Mrs. song.

Even if Mrs. song is his biological mother, he doesn't want to have too much communication.

There's nothing to say to her.

Bang!

Suddenly there was a gunshot across the street.

Then, before everyone reacted, they saw several robbers with black hoods on their heads rushed out of the jewelry store across the road.

The robbers rushed towards the restaurant like crazy, and what was more shocking was that each of them had a gun in his hand.

Mrs. song was startled. She wore high heels on her feet. She always treated herself with dignity. When she saw this formation, she was so frightened that her legs were straight and her hair was soft that she fell into song Yichang's arms.

Song Yan frowned and shouted at their husband and wife in a hurry, "hurry up!"

But sooner or later, the robbers rushed over with the jewels they had grabbed.

With a pull, he directly pulled Mrs. song in front of him.

A black gun was directly aimed at Mrs. song's eyebrows.

They yelled at everyone present, "don't move! I'll kill anyone who moves again!"

That arrogant look made me beat.

Song Yichang looked pale at Mrs. song, who was robbed from his arms by the robbers. His voice was trembling, "please, don't hurt my wife... You can take me as a hostage. Please don't hurt her."

Mrs. song's tears rolled out directly from her eyes, "husband - you don't care about me, you go quickly."

Song Yan stared at them angrily, and his heart was agitated.

When is it? They are still performing Qiongyao opera.

It's disgusting.

But the hostage in the robber's hand is his mother.

He can't ignore it. He just gets angry again and doesn't have feelings with his mother again.

That's also his mother. Not to mention Mrs. song, even any hostage, he can't sit idly by.

He stared at the robbers. "What conditions do you have to let my mother go? This is my car key. You can drive it away. As long as you are willing to let my mother go, I will provide you with the car."

The robbers rushed out to hijack a car so that they could escape.

I didn't expect this man to be popular.

A robber shouted at him fiercely, "throw the key!"

Song Yan shook his head. "Let her go and I'll give you the key."

"Your boy still dares to make terms with me. Believe it or not, I shot her!"

The scene was deadlocked.

Ruan Su and Bo Xingzhi have been waiting for song Yan in the restaurant. As a result, they waited left and right and waited for him to appear.

Suddenly another gunshot was heard.

Four eyes are opposite.

Ruan Su's voice was cold, "someone shot!"

"Shoot?" Bo Wenyu turned pale. "This is the city. Why would anyone shoot?"

"Go! Go and have a look!" Bo Xingzhi got up and stepped away with his slender legs.

Ruan Su glanced at Bo Wenyu, "don't go out. Be careful and hide with everyone, you know?"

Bo Wenyu nodded quickly, like a chicken pecking rice.

The attitude of the robbers at the door of the restaurant became more and more arrogant.

Some passers-by around the restaurant squatted under the robber's gun, trembling and afraid to move.

For fear that the robbers would be unhappy, they would shoot them down.

Their lives are gone.

Now they extremely regret why they came here.

Why run into these robbers!

I knew I would never go this way.

Ruan Su and Bo Xingzhi walked out of the restaurant and saw the solemn scene of the stalemate.

Mrs. song was dragged in front of her by the robbers, and the muzzle of the gun was still against her eyebrows.

Her face was full of tears. Song Yichang looked pale. Song Yan was negotiating with them.

Not far away, the sound of the siren kept coming.

The leader of the robber immediately shouted angrily, "Damn it! Which stupid B called the police!"

He was so angry that he shot Mrs. song at her feet that she couldn't help shouting, "ah! Don't kill me!"

"You call again, call a fart!" a robber slapped Mrs. song directly in the face, which made her look like Venus and immediately appeared five bright red fingerprints on her face.

Blood flowed out along the corners of her lips, and her hair became messy at this time. The whole person was in a mess. Where was the perfect image of a lady of high society.