Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

Think of the relationship between Jiang Yixiao and Qiao Yi.

He Yunting looked up at the bodyguard, motioning for the bodyguard to take Jiang Yixiao away.

The bodyguard took the order and turned around to arrest him when Fei Nanchen suddenly said,

"Mr. He, I advise you not to do that."

He Yunting narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"If I said that she is Miss Fei, my younger sister, would Mr. He dare to arrest her?"

He Yunting's face suddenly changed.

"Is she Fei Wenxuan's daughter?"

"Replacement as fake!"

He Yunting's eyes suddenly sank.

After 3 seconds, he gritted his teeth: "Let's go!"

All the men in black left in a mighty way.

When he reached the door, He Yunting suddenly turned around.

"Mr. Fei, let me remind you, you'd better not do anything, otherwise, if I find out..."

"what do you want?"

"The batch of arms in Western Europe is still in my hands. If I get angry, bang!"

Looking at Fei Nanchen's expression gradually became dark.

He Yunting raised the corner of his mouth coldly: "Greetings to your father for me!"

The door slammed shut with a bang, Fei Nanchen turned around with a livid face, caught off guard by a pair of black eyes.

Jiang Yixiao, who was dressed in a white dress, was standing at the door of the bedroom, looking at him with big eyes twinkling.

This dress suits Jiang Yixiao's temperament very well, and it outlines her outstanding figure... It's tempting to commit crimes!

"Woke up?"

The man's voice did not fluctuate, even a little cold.

Jiang Yixiao smiled sweetly. Picking up the hem of the skirt, stepping on the floor with bare feet, she ran towards Fei Nanchen, "Brother, it's really you, why are you in Huaguo, why are you..."

She reached out to pull Fei Nanchen, but Fei Nanchen was one step ahead of her, walked past her, went to the sofa and sat down.

The smile slowly froze on Jiang Yixiao's face, and the outstretched hand was awkwardly retracted.

She turned around silently, like a child who has done something wrong, she lowered her head and dared not look at Fei Nanchen.

"Crack!" The lighter ignited a light blue light.

Fei Nanchen took a deep puff of the cigarette, and looked at Jiang Yixiao who was standing not far away through the curling smoke.

"Take off!"

As soon as this word came out, Jiang Yixiao trembled all over in shock.

She looked at Fei Nanchen in disbelief.

Fei Nanchen smiled coldly, "What? You have done so many things, isn't it just for this? Do you not want to, or will you not? Do you need me to help you?"

"I..." There was something stuck in his throat, Jiang Yixiao bit his lips tightly, and his eyes were instantly covered with mist.

She wanted to yell at him: No, that's not the case.

But, he won't believe it, he won't believe her any more.

Fei Nanchen glanced at his watch impatiently, "I have limited time, if I don't do it, then I..."

"I, [[[take off!"

"Squeak~" When the zipper of the dress was unzipped, the voice was melodious.

Fei Nanchen just sat there without changing his expression.

On the clean floor, clothes fell one after another.

Jiang Yixiao's face was full of tears, his eyes were red like a frightened rabbit.

Fei Nanchen's gloomy eyes swept from top to bottom, then from bottom to top, and then waved to her: "Come here."

...

After getting out of the master set, He Yunting went down to the third floor non-stop, and Zhao Yi had already arrived.

The hotel surveillance has also locked on the target. It was a man in black clothes and a peaked cap who took Qiao Yi away.

But how they left the hotel was not captured by surveillance.

"Boss, the first floor of the Imperial City Hotel is the laundry room, and the second and third floors are the underground garages. The monitoring equipment is very sparse, and there are many blind spots that cannot be photographed."

"Yunting, a high-concentration drug in the needle tube, with complex ingredients, not a domestic product."