The Little Stalker of the Paranoid Big Guy is Turned Over

The corners of Xian Yu's mouth twitched slightly, "Their metaphor is correct, I am not a dodder flower."

At the door of the courthouse, Sheng Lifan still maintained the posture when Xian Yu left, looking at the direction the car was leaving.

After a long time, he restrained the weird smile on his face, and the coldness overflowed from his body, and he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.

"Xie Ruoqing's flight at 3:00 in the morning is almost ready. I want to give my dear wife a huge surprise!"

This time, he will really break her wings, so that she can only depend on him in the true sense for her whole life!

After getting off the bus in the city, Xian Yu found a cafe to kill time.

Not long after sitting down, she received a call from Wen Meixin.

"How are you, have you left?!"

The other party's tone was extremely nervous.

"Thank you, Sister Meixin, leave, I'm free." The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, Xian Yu replied softly.

"Ah ... I am so good, hey ... congratulations, Xia Qing, finally escape the demon control ... God ... I am really happy! When are you coming back, I must give you a good time. , we won't go home if we don't get drunk!"

Wen Meixin on the phone shouted excitedly, and even couldn't restrain her emotions and sobbed. His husband hugged his son and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. It was also because Xie Ruoqing was able to escape from that terrible man. And happy.

"It's time to celebrate. When Miss Xie comes back, let her come to the house for dinner. You should also let this ugly man meet your friend."

"Pfft... pfft... Ma..."

The son is also dancing around.

"Did you hear, Xiaoqing, my husband asked you to come to the house for dinner, and then call Fengyingdi, you owe him a lot of favors, dear son, call your godmother quickly, and ask your godmother what time is the flight? , let's go pick her up!"

Wen Meixin pressed the phone down the speakerphone so that Xianyu could hear other people's words.

She clumsily wanted to tell Xie Ruoqing in this way that she was not alone, she and her family would be her strongest backing.

"Just... Ma..."

The cub, who couldn't speak clearly, called out awkwardly.

The corner of Xianyu's mouth rose, revealing a sweet smile, "Be good, cub, wait for the godmother to come back and take you to a big meal!"

Afterwards, Wen Meixin took the call again and asked about the details of her divorce.

The two talked for more than half an hour before hanging up reluctantly, followed by a call from Feng Zhe.

"Who are you talking to? Your phone has been busy for more than half an hour."

"Sister Mei Xin is calling." Xian Yu replied with a smile.

"It seems to be good news, congratulations, Xie Ruoqing."

Feng Zhe chuckled lightly, his voice slightly hoarse and very sexy.

"thanks."

"What time is the plane, I'll pick you up? Cough... The micro-movie has been released. If possible, I want to watch it with you!"

With a blush on his cheeks, Feng Zhe asked awkwardly.

"I only bought a ticket at 3:10 in the morning. It is raining in Xiangcheng today, and the plane is likely to be delayed. I'm afraid it will be dawn when it arrives. Don't wait for me, I'll just go back by myself."

Thirty past three?

too late…

Xiangcheng is not a tourist city, why are all the air tickets sold out during the day? This is not normal...

Feng Zhe, who sensed the danger, frowned tightly.

I wanted to ask her to change to a motor car, but I felt like I made a big fuss. Maybe it was just such a coincidence?

"It doesn't matter, you can give me a message before you leave. It's not bad in the morning. We just happen to have breakfast together."

"Okay then, see you tomorrow morning."

Xian Yu did not refuse any more, but agreed.

After hanging up the phone, she looked out the window.

The continuous light rain made Xiangcheng feel the breath of early winter. The passers-by held umbrellas and walked quickly in the cold air. The whole city looked depressed.

[Sir, Sheng Lifan bought all the air tickets, and deliberately arranged the time after the early morning, I'm afraid there will be a next move, we have to beware! 】

Eggy said worriedly.

"What I'm afraid of is that he doesn't move, and if he doesn't enter the tiger's den, he won't get the tiger's son... It's also time, it's time to show the unknown side of the Sheng family to everyone."

A deep smile crossed the corner of Xian Yu's mouth, and her cold eyes swept to the man who was watching her at the opposite intersection.

Taking out the IPAD, she clicked on the video app and found the paid micro-movie "Prisoner's Love" starring her and directed by Feng Zhe and began to watch it.

The first thing that appeared in the picture was the basement where Ouyang Qian had been imprisoned for several years.

Empty room, mottled bed, with the sound of footsteps, there is the harsh sound of iron chains rubbing against the ground.

The camera gradually pulled towards the bathroom, and what caught my eye was a rusty iron chain. At the end of the chain, a pair of abnormally pale feet appeared, with iron cuffs, and the wound was scarred by the accumulation of friction. .

"Crash-"

The sound of water sounded, the camera gradually moved up, and then gradually zoomed out. Xie Ruoqing's thin body appeared, with long messy hair, sunken eyes, godless eyes, and her soul had long since disappeared, leaving only her empty body, she slowly lifted up. He covered himself in the mirror with his hand.

"It is said that time is the best medicine for wounds, but some unforgettable wounds have long since condensed into scars, deeply imprinted in the depths of the skin, and become imprints that can never be erased.

Touching the scars has become a habit.

And the most terrifying thing is habit... You know it's a bad habit, but you're already used to it, if you don't touch it for a day, you'll feel as uncomfortable as a drug addict..."

The picture gradually blurred, and along with her hoarse narration appeared, the cast list.

The scene went dark completely, the camera switched, and the audience applauded enthusiastically. On the school's performance stage, a beam of lights hit the center of the stage, illuminating the girl "Ouyang Qian" in a classical dance costume.

The music sounded, and she began to dance with the music, exuding a youthful breath all over her body, with light in her eyes and a smile on her face, with ignorance and yearning for life, sweet and charming, and she was different from her in the basement not long ago. two people.

At the end of the dance, the audience applauded warmly, and she bowed deeply to the audience with a shy smile.

Backstage, a handsome young man held a bouquet of beautiful lilies in his hands and walked towards Ouyang Qian, who was overwhelmed and wanted to escape amid the roar of the crowd.

"Ming, Minghao, why are you here?"

"Happy birthday, Qianqian, I love you!"

The love of youth is hot and romantic, without any cover, generous and strong.

"Together with…"

Amid the roar of the crowd, Ouyang Qian fled in embarrassment.

Behind him, Ming Hao's eyes followed him like a shadow, like a awn on his back. For a long time, the corner of his mouth raised a smile that was inevitable.

It is obvious that the other party's appearance is handsome and compelling, but this smile is strange and abrupt for no reason.

It makes people feel...inexplicably...infiltrating!