Chapter 222： As soon as Sister Xian made her move, she knew if she had it!

The director watched this scene, and he held back what he wanted to say, and in the end he only supported the embarrassed Cheng Feiyu.

Fang Zhi was also dumbfounded by this move.

I didn't expect the seemingly gentle and charming Wen Xian to be like this in private.

"Miss Fang, did you add me or I add you?"

While talking, Wen Xian had opened WeChat and looked at her with a smile.

She seems to be forbidden to refuse.

Fang Zhi: "..."

Her gaze flickered slightly, and when she looked at Wen Xian again, her eyes were obviously more profound.

Wen Xian just watched as she took out her phone and clicked on WeChat.

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

Her WeChat name-Heart Ruzhishui?

If she remembered correctly, the WeChat account that was checked by the police was called "Heart Peace."

Staring at her WeChat name seemed to be expected, but unexpected.

Under pressure, Fang Zhi took the initiative to add her.

After Wen Xian passed, she immediately checked her WeChat ID, and her eyes flickered.

No, it is not the same as the crime id found by the police.

Wen Xuan pressed her lips lightly, and then her eyes fell on her...mobile phone.

Is there only this WeChat in that phone?

Fang Zhi stared up and down with her at this moment, Wen Xian's eyes were pitch black, as if staring at a whirlpool, subconsciously feeling dangerous.

Her eyelashes trembled, and when she spoke again, her throat slid slightly: "Miss Wen, then I will arrange this as soon as possible and take you to the dog."

Wen Xian put her hands around her chest, staring at her faintly, and the corners of her lips twitched: "Okay, I'll wait."

She was going to see how she would take her to find her safe body!

After Fang Zhiqiang calmly left, Wen Xian didn't care about Cheng Feiyu who had been beaten, and followed out without any rush.

She stared at Fang Zhi's leaving back, and the corners of her lips twitched, a little bit emotional.

Stay away from the venue where the press conference is held.

Fang Zhi looked around and walked to a studio where he was shooting before. Then he lowered his head and took out his mobile phone and dialed a call.

It was cold outside at this time, everyone went inside, only a few handymen were setting the scene outside.

She waited patiently for a while, the phone buzzed, and finally someone answered.

"Hey, what's the situation now!? Why doesn't the following message reply?"

When these words fell, after not knowing what was said over there, her face instantly turned pale: "What, our people have been arrested!?"

As soon as she said this, she quickly realized that she had missed her mouth, and hurriedly covered the phone's microphone.

Looking around again, after there was no movement, she lowered her voice again and calmly said: "They must be blocked, this kind of thing can't be closed for too long, I will compensate them well after I come out!"

After that, she didn't know what she thought of, and then came slowly: "Destroy a three-month-old wolfhound, drive it to death, and make it bloody. The less you can see, the better. Give it a place for me. Buried, send me the address, and I will take a **** to check it in the evening."

When she said this, cold eyes flashed in her eyes, and killed a cat, dog or dog, just as simple as crushing an ant.

All orders are good, hang up the phone.

She walked out of the studio, but her eyes froze when her eyes were lowered and touched the pair of shoes in front.

One looked up.

Wen Xian stood there with one hand around his chest and a mobile phone in the other. He was turning on the recording mode.

"..."

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