Fang Yanrong opened the files in the micro camera and looked at the photos and videos in turn.

Shen Zichuan took Fang Xiaoran's mother and daughter to the car and went all the way to the most famous "Weiyuan wedding dress flagship store" in Tongcheng. In the picture, the handsome man's mouth rose high all the way, showing Fang Xiaoran's mother and daughter's leisure.

Especially when Fang Yanrong saw that Shen Zichuan took Fang Xiaoran's affectionate and satisfied photos one after another, she was so jealous that her nostrils smoked, her mouth almost tilted, and a burning jealousy burst out from the bottom of her eyes.

She made so many arrangements and calculated Fang Xiaoran again and again. In the end, she still failed to stop Fang Xiaoran and Shen Zichuan from being together, but deepened their mutual feelings.

On the contrary, she ended up in a miserable situation where her family went bankrupt and her parents died.

Fang Yanrong stared at the scene of two black cars tracking Shen Zichuan and his party burning to ashes in the explosion in the video. She looked as sharp as a ghost.

She roared with a ferocious face, "Fang Xiaoran, Shen Zichuan, I want you to die hard one by one. All of you go to hell and bury our Fang family!"

The horse standing on Fang Yan's side was frightened by her sudden snake and scorpion face, which made her legs soft and tremble, and hurried back quietly.

After quitting the luxury suite, the Horse Boy wiped his cold sweat and secretly complained that his boss was over half a hundred years old. He found such a vicious woman and didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

In the bedroom where the fragrance lingered, Fang Yanrong called the patron Godfather behind him and smiled, "godfather, what you asked me to do has been done. None of them came back alive. They wasted a lot of money in vain and hurt me to death. Of course, I must love money for Godfather!"

The godfather over there didn't know what he said, which made Fang Yanrong giggle.

After laughing, she returned to the other party with a kiss and hung up the phone.

When the phone just hung up, Fang Yanrong's face was smiling, but her heart was cold, and her eyes were cold again.

Although a lot of money was wasted and several skilled mercenaries died, the first step was a perfect start.

Next, her second step is to take action.

One day, she will kill Fang Xiaoran and Shen Zichuan, the man who never looks at her!

Fang Yanrong is busy preparing here. On the other side, Cheng Shuyu sits demurely on the European elegant sofa placed in the living room of the Xiao family villa, holds a file bag with his white fingers, and arrogantly asks the young male assistant standing in front of her, "you mean, all the materials of Fang Xiaoran are here?"

"Yes, Mrs. Xiao, as soon as I got this document from the private detective, I drove over immediately. All the things you want are in it."

"All right, you go out first."

Cheng Shuyu proudly waved his hand, motioned the young male assistant to leave immediately, waved back the maid who was cleaning in the living room, reached out and took out a stack of thin A4 paper filled with black words from the bag, and looked at it carefully.

At that time, when Fang Xiaoran suddenly rushed out to help Xiao Huange in the bar, the scene was very chaotic. Cheng Shuyu was caught off guard and didn't see Fang Xiaoran's appearance clearly.

But at the moment, the first page of the data is Fang Xiaoran's enlarged head photo. Under the strong light, Fang Xiaoran's eyebrows, eyes and facial features are reflected in Cheng Shuyu's eyes, which can't be clearer.

Slowly, Cheng Shuyu's eyes seemed frozen. First, he was stunned, then cool. He stared at Fang Xiaoran's big head on the page, and his heart jumped.

The exquisite makeup on the face gradually cracked the gap.

"Cheng... Cheng LAN?!"

Cheng Shuyu as like as two peas, she could not believe that the crazy woman who strike violently for Xiao Xiao was just like her twin sister.

However, Fang Xiaoran is a little younger, but she is a young version of Cheng LAN!

Cheng Shuyu looks like he has seen a ghost. His pupils shrink sharply and his face is shocked.

Since she agreed to Xiao Wenyuan's proposal and successfully married Xiao Jingyi to the Xiao family, she has long severed her relationship with Cheng LAN, who has a very bad reputation in the entertainment industry, in order to satisfy old man Xiao who was still in power at that time and to avoid those previous red dust affairs being dug out by bad paparazzi reporters.

After not having a meal and chatting with Cheng LAN face to face for so many years, Cheng Shuyu almost forgot that he still had a sister.

Now looking at Fang Xiaoran's eyebrows, eyes and smiles, they all have the same expression as Cheng LAN, almost like a sharp arrow through the hidden thorn and secret buried in Cheng Shuyu's heart.

Even Cheng LAN, a romantic woman who wanders among men all day, has a daughter. God is ridiculous.

Her daughter, who was born at about the same time as Cheng LAN, died less than half a month after she was born.

Recalling her daughter who died prematurely, Cheng Shuyu didn't feel much sadness. It was just a chess piece she used to stabilize her position in the Xiao family, which didn't let her inject much feelings as a mother.

Now she feels uncomfortable at the bottom of her heart. She just habitually doesn't like Cheng LAN. She has more daughters than her.

The twin sisters who grew up together, one with his father and the other with his mother.

Her appearance follows her mother, and her temperament is as strange and cold as her mother. She can't compare with the lively and lovely Cheng LAN, which makes Cheng LAN more popular than her. With the accumulation of years year after year, Cheng Shuyu's jealousy of Cheng LAN increases day by day.

In particular, the dead man on the tip of his heart once praised Cheng LAN in front of her, which made Cheng Shuyu jealous of Cheng LAN.

Until the two broke contact, Cheng LAN became worse and worse, and she became better and better. The secret jealousy at the bottom of her heart gradually faded away.

Taking back his memories of the past, Cheng Shuyu frowned and looked down along the second page. He kept looking at the last page. His attention fell on the black words that Fang Xiaoran used to be Shen Zichuan's wife. It seemed that there was a violent storm at the bottom of his heart. He was so out of control that he almost jumped out of the sofa.

Her sister's daughter, her own niece, married Shen Zichuan, Shen Tengyun's son?

Shen Tengyun... Shen Tengyun!!!

Cheng Shuyu's heart was torn like a sea of rivers and seas. He almost shouted. Behind him came the sound of a wheelchair rolling. Xiao Wenyuan was determined to watch her every move behind her.

Not wanting to be seen by the man with disabled legs, Cheng Shuyu had to be calm, stabilize his disordered mind, hastily grabbed the documents placed on the tea table, lifted the sentence "I have something urgent to go out" and walked out of the villa from a distance.

Walking to the parking lot, Cheng Shuyu got into her special car, closed and locked the door, almost shook his hands and immediately called out.

"Hey, it's me!"

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