Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

Jessica tunes out the video, conceals it for Mrs. Woodson, points to Mrs. Woodson in the video and says, "look, you look ruddy in the video, and there is no scar on your face. It doesn't look like you were kidnapped at all. If you take this video to Feng Xun, it will be torn down for the first time!"

Although Mrs. Woodson thought what she said was reasonable, Jessica's words made her a little alert. Her face sank slightly and she asked in an unhappy way, "Jessica, do you want me to be beaten?"

"Mrs. Woodson, you misunderstood me, but in order to make you look worse, you need to draw a pale makeup..."

With Jessica's words, Mrs. Woodson was relieved. She nodded and urged, "then you hurry up. I don't want to be tied like this all the time."

Jessica quickly nodded, laughed and answered. She took out the prepared cosmetics from her carry on bag and began to make up for Mrs. Woodson.

Half an hour later, Jessica stopped, took out the mirror and said with a smile to Mrs. Woodson, "well, look, isn't that decadent?"

Looking at herself in the mirror, Mrs. Woodson was startled and asked, "Jessica, are you exaggerating?"

"Not at all..." Jessica shook her head and said with a smile, "I don't think that's enough..."

"Not enough?" Mrs. Woodson looked at Jessica in surprise and anger. Jessica patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile, "your hair needs to be a little more messy, and your clothes should be a little more dusty..."

Even though Mrs. Woodson was not willing to be tossed about like this, she had to cooperate with Jessica and let her make herself miserable. Then she began to record help videos on her mobile phone.

It turned out to be a failure once, a second time, a third time

When Mrs. Woodson was about to be exhausted, Jessica waved her hand and said with a smile, "well, I think that's about it!"

Woodson's throat was almost dry and smoky, and he replied feebly, "Jessica, now that it's over, don't untie my hands. My wrist has been worn out..."

"Well, you wait first!" Jessica quickly put her cell phone away and went forward to help her untie her hands with a smile. Mrs. Woodson shook her wrist, which was so painful that she urged, "and the ropes on her body and feet, let go!"

Jessica tried for a moment, shook her head and replied apologetically, "I'm sorry, that farmer just tied it so skillfully that I can't untie it for a moment. I'm afraid only he can untie it himself..."

"Why don't you come to him?" Said Mrs. Woodson, with an angry look.

"I'll find it now, Mrs. Woodson, and you'll sit here for a while." Jessica nodded and left the warehouse in a hurry.

Mrs. Woodson let out a low breath, rubbed her wrists with red marks, looked down at her dusty clothes, and blew in disgust.

If it wasn't for Jessica's sake, when would she be in such a mess?

It's better for Jessica to use this method, or she won't spare this young woman!

Mrs. Woodson murmured in her heart. When she heard the door of the warehouse open, she looked up and saw that Jessica was the only one coming in. Instead of the farmer and the farmer's wife just now, she could not help wondering, "who are they?"

"I don't know. I didn't find them in the room just now. Maybe they were busy..." Jessica shook her head helplessly and explained. Without waiting for Mrs. Woodson to get angry, she quickly handed her a glass of water and said with a smile: "Mrs. Woodson, you are hoarse. Take a drink and have a rest. They should be busy and help you untie you later."

"I advise you not to play any tricks..." Mrs. Woodson snorted, took the glass and drank most of it at one go. Then she felt that her dry, dumb and smoking throat was much better.

"Jessica, it's time to cooperate with the acting. I've already cooperated with you. You'd better give this video to Feng Xun, and don't make any mistakes in the middle of the way!"

Mrs. Woodson looked coldly at Jessica in front of her and reminded her in a deep voice, "I promise to cooperate with you. If you want to get half of the ransom, don't let me down!"

"Mrs. Woodson, I know what this half ransom means. I won't let you down..." Jessica nodded happily and replied with a smile.

"How do you plan to give the video to Feng Xun?" Mrs. Woodson was a little worried about Jessica's operation, and asked again.

"Of course, I'll entrust someone else's hand and hand it over to him quietly. I'm not so stupid. I'll come out in person..." Jessica explained jokingly.

"Hands of others? Can that man be trusted? " Asked Mrs. Woodson thoughtfully.

"Of course, I can believe it. After all, it's a large ransom, and it's also related to your safety and mine..." Jessica nodded without hesitation and comforted with a smile: "Mrs. Woodson, since they can arrange me to come to see you, they must be reliable!"

"So the person who arranged for you to come to me was also the one who gave advice behind the scenes?" Mrs. Woodson seemed to be aware of something. Her face changed slightly. A sharp light in her eyes shot at Jessica in front of her. She asked harshly, "Jessica, tell me honestly, who arranged all this behind my back? Is his purpose to deal with Feng Xun? "

Jessica was also a little annoyed that she accidentally let her mouth slip. She patted her mouth and said with an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, did I say something wrong just now? What did Mrs. Woodson misunderstand..."

"Jessica bird, who on earth is behind your back? They don't want Feng Xun's money, do they? " Asked Mrs. Woodson, clenching her teeth, not knowing whether it was a moment of impatience or shock, and her head began to feel dizzy.

"Mrs. Woodson, you don't have to be too excited. Anyway, as long as you cooperate, you will certainly get a lot of money from Feng Xun. Why do you care about the intention of the people behind me?"

Jessica shook her head and gave a low smile. Mrs. Woodson was so angry that she wanted to stand up. Then she was tied to her feet and pulled back to her chair.

"You --" Mrs. Woodson only felt that the dizziness was getting stronger and stronger. She could only knead her temples and stare at Jessica in front of her, saying: "what have you done to me..."