Standing at the desk nearest to Han Yuanchuan, Yan Baixin stared at him and said with a smile, "Yuanchuan, do you see the circle of friends released by Zhenzhen? I've come to tell you one thing. This afternoon, ye Yufan has accepted Ji Jingan's proposal. This news is 100% reliable."
"I know." Hanchuan said, "there's nothing else you can do."
"Yuanchuan, haven't you given up? With Jijing at your side, yeyufan can't fall in love with you at all." Yan Baixin's eyes touched Han Yuanchuan's cold face, and her heart was filled with extreme jealousy and reluctance.
"Even without Fanfan, I won't like you!" Han Yuanchuan looked at her angry face, his thin lips gently hooked, but his eyes were cold and lukewarm, "because you are a woman as vicious as Mo Yurou! If anyone is beaten wantonly by the onlookers in your women's clothing store, don't tell me it has nothing to do with you."
That cold voice, cool, Yan Baixin heart despair.
She forced out a smile, "Yuanchuan, I admit that I did it wrong. The Yan Family and I have been punished by Ji Jingan, and I know I was wrong. But I did it because I love you so much that I can't love other men except you."
Han Yuanchuan seemed to hear the funniest joke. The corners of his lips rose, but the light flashing in his eyes was cruel and ruthless. "We have dissolved the engagement, and it's irrelevant for men and women to marry in the future."
"Yuanchuan, I just want to marry you. Besides, that's what my father means, not me..."
"Get out."
"Well, Yuanchuan, calm down. I'll go first and see you again in a few days."
Walking out of the Han's enterprise building, Yan Baixin's body was still shaking uncontrollably, spreading from her legs to her whole body.
She couldn't believe that even though ye Yufan had become a woman of jijing'an, Han Yuanchuan still remembered that bitch.
What is that bitch that he loves her so much?
She was so angry that her heart felt as painful as being roasted on a stove.
It's just a notorious smelly woman. Why are jijing'an Han Yuanchuan's excellent men fascinated by her and not married by her?
The white teeth deeply bit into the lower lip and felt the skin on the surface of the lip pierced, because the tip of the tongue tasted a faint smell of blood.
Stimulated by the bloody smell, Yan Baixin's eyes were scarlet, and her hatred for yeyufan reached the peak at this moment.
In her extreme anger, a sudden inspiration came to her mind.
Wait
Since Ji Jing'an has proposed to ye Yufan, Mo Yurou's hatred will only be stronger than herself.
Why don't you kill with a knife?
Thinking about this, Yan Baixin slowly took a breath, pulled out her mobile phone from her black leather bag, logged in to wechat, found Mo Yurou's wechat, and quickly copied and pasted the picture of Han Zhenzhen's circle of friends.
He stood and waited for a while, but didn't wait for Mo Yurou's reply.
In the interface box, Yan Baixin saw a prompt that the other party was inputting, but she didn't receive the information.
Mo Yurou is probably in great pain.
Yan Baixin smiled slowly at the thought of someone having trouble sleeping and eating like herself.
It took about ten minutes to receive Mo Yurou's message.
There are only three words: I see.
Staring at the black words, Yan Baixin's smile is more and more blooming.
Since Mo Yurou took action against ye Yufan, she just waited to see a good play.
At twelve in the evening.
On the sixth floor opposite yaluyuan yeyufan's rental house, the lights are as bright as the stars. The beautiful and exquisite woman is wearing an expensive silk suspender Pajama, sitting gracefully on the sofa, staring at a proposal photo just sent by Yan Baixin, and her eyes gradually become bleak.
That night, she blocked Ji Jing'an outside the holiday cabin. After being scolded mercilessly by him, she could no longer get any information from him.
He thought he had quietly dumped her and returned to Tongcheng. The next morning, she bought a ticket back to Tongcheng.
Unexpectedly, Ji Jingan didn't leave Coconut City at all. Instead, he chose a church, tried his best to please ye Yufan and proposed to her
no
This is not what she wants!
If you can't get jijing'an back, what's the meaning of her being alive?
After pondering for a long time, Mo Yurou finally made a decision that made her feel extremely ashamed.
She walked slowly to the wardrobe and took off her silk pajamas. She took out a sexy big V dress from the wardrobe, put it on her body gracefully, picked up the car key, twisted her slim back and walked out of the suite.
In a secret luxury villa, Ji Baizheng leaned lazily on the sofa, stretched out the tip of his tongue and tasted the wine he had treasured for many years. When he heard the sound of hurried footsteps, he raised his eyes to see Mo Yurou, who was dressed sexy but exquisite. He asked coldly with bad interest, "what are you looking for me so late? You're not afraid of Jing'an following us and bringing us together."
"Isn't it your dream to die in Jing'an's hands for many years?" Mo Yurou was completely out of his mind this time. With a pair of beautiful eyes, she sneered coldly, "I have set the best plan. I come here to hope that your people can cooperate with my work and be sure to be safe."
As long as there is a mistake in the middle, it will not achieve the effect she expected.
Ji Baizheng drank a mouthful of red wine as red as snow, narrowed his eyes, and viciously raised his eyebrows at the looming snow-white part of the woman, "show me the plan."
Mo Yurou opened her purse, took out a copy of the document from inside, and handed it between her cold fingers.
After reading it carelessly, Ji Baizheng shook the documents in his hand, quickly grouped them into a group, teased and threw them on Mo Yurou's chest, and said with a gloomy smile, "your idea is barely feasible, but I've helped you once. Why should I help you a second time?"
"In exchange for my body?"
Mo Yurou's face was twisted and her eyes were full of evil. She gently threw her bag onto the floor, raised her white hands around her back, and gently pulled down the zipper.
"What you always mind most is that I once touched you, so Jing'an hated you and sent it to the door tonight..." Ji Baizheng smiled in his eyes, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes. "Let me guess, did Jing'an stimulate you again?"
"It's better to fight to death than to live!" Mo Yurou's eyes were red and red. She gnashed her teeth and said, "in order to get back Jing'an, I'm willing to bet on this life. Hurry up and tell me whether to help or not?"
"Just for your courage, help me!" Ji bozheng laughed and felt that the woman in front of him was very poor, but terrible enough.
But in order to recapture his family property, he became neither human nor ghost. Isn't it sad and terrible?
Yeyufan, who is far away in Coconut City, still has a sweet passion with jijing'an, unaware that a poison plan against her is quietly unfolding.