Wild Sweet Temptation

Su Muchen smiled faintly. "Yes, he looks familiar."

He took out his cell phone and found the person according to his memory.

Fu Jia, the school beauty who gave him chocolate.

But Gu Qingxuan didn't understand. Jimo Ruoxi and Fu Jia looked so different, including in height. According to investigation, 16-year-old Jimo Ruoxi was much taller than Fu Jia.

Is the current Jimo Ruoxi real or fake?

Su Muchen was not surprised. There was a skill in this world that had to be practiced from childhood to master called bone shrinking.

I opened Fu Jia’s circle of friends and found that there was almost nothing, but it had been updated before, but it stopped abruptly last year.

The two of them looked at it together for a while. He read every message carefully. After Fu Jia added him as a friend, she hardly ever initiated a chat. He rarely added others and didn't have the habit of clearing out the messages regularly.

After thinking carefully about Fu Jia and his past experiences, and about Zhou Zaize and Qin Rao's investigation, he took out a pen and wrote and drew on their documents, then frowned.

"Check all the relationships of Fu Jia."

Fu Jia and Ji Fanxing are in the same grade but different classes, and they can also dance.

If the speculation that Jimo Ruoxi is Fu Jia is true, then the person Zhou Zaize mentioned before who gave him materials and hints might be Fu Jia.

Fu Jia must be among those who have been monitoring the Su family.

Su Muchen tapped his palm with the end of his pen and continued brainstorming. So, Fu Jia's target should be him, right?

At that time, Ji Fanxing was of no value at all. Was she captured now to threaten him?

Why did Jimo Ruoxi go to so much trouble to find her before?

The more he thought about these things, the more confused he became. Su Muchen pinched his brows and leaned back in his chair, and finally he couldn't hold on and closed his eyes for a while.

His timeline was still lagging behind Ji Fanxing's. Ji Fanxing had already woken up when he got on the plane.

Unlike the previous time she was arrested, this time she was sitting in a villa although her hands and feet were handcuffed.

This kind of environment made her less nervous and out of touch, and instead calmed her down.

There was a laptop in front of her, and a virtual character opened his mouth when he saw her wake up.

"Hello, Miss Ji."

Ji Fanxing said calmly. "Not so good. What do you want to do with me? Sell me to a casino as a dealer?"

"Of course not. Talented people like Miss Ji shouldn't be buried here. I want to talk to you."

"Can we find a real person to talk to?" She frowned. "I'm not in the mood for this."

After a moment of stalemate, a woman walked in. She was taller than her, and the most special thing about her was her pair of purple eyes. She was a beautiful mixed-race.

She sat in front of Ji Fanxing. "Miss Ji, my name is Jimo Ruoxi. Let me get straight to the point. You have something I want, so I want to negotiate the price with you."

Ji Fanxing looked at her, confused.

"What do you want? The most valuable vase in my house is a national treasure."

Jimo Ruoxi's smile froze at the sudden cold joke, and she quickly calmed herself down.

"You followed your father to the military to make a chip, remember?"

She did do this, but the chip was actually a scrapped project and could not be put into practical use. Moreover, she did this during the holidays, so no one should know about it.

Why would this person who has nothing to do with this know about this?

"We don't have that stuff." She shrugged. "Oh, I worked for the military there for a while when I was in America, why don't you just ask the Americans for it."

Jimo Ruoxi stood up with a smile and walked behind her. She pinched her shoulder with one hand and operated the computer with the other hand. A countdown timer appeared on it, as well as a map of the airplane and flight route.

"This is Su Muchen's plane. I know he's heading this way. Here, you still have this much time to restore all the contents of the chip and system to me. When the time is up, his plane will explode."

Ji Fanxing had been pretending to be calm, and her palms were now full of sweat. She saw the perspective view of the plane and the route points, and took a deep breath.

"Just make up a system to scare me."

"You don't have to believe it." Jimo Ruoxi smiled. "It will explode at that time anyway."

"I don't remember what that system looked like, and if you want the initial version I have to go home to get it..."

"I have half of it, you just need to restore the rest."

Jimo Ruoxi spoke with such certainty that Ji Fanxing felt that she was lying to him, and his heart was filled with doubts.

Who stole this data and information from her?

It can't be that he is from the military on her side.

Who is Jimo Ruoxi?

What is the relationship between stealing people and her?

To whom will they hand over this chip and system?

She was not good at hiding her feelings, and it took a lot of her concentration to act calm today. Now her eyelashes were trembling a little as she was thinking crazily.

Jimo Ruoxi slowly drank the black tea brought by the servant, and looked at her reaction with satisfaction, just like a kitten torturing a mouse with a bit of evil taste, and wanted to add fuel to the fire.

"How about going to the small dark room and thinking about it?"

Ji Fanxing's hands began to tremble subconsciously. The experience of having an attack a few days ago made her scared. If she had another attack in this state, Jimo Ruoxi would use her to threaten Su Muchen.

"Who are you...why are you targeting Su Muchen...will you let him go if I give him to you?"

"That depends on my mood, but I can guarantee that if you give me that thing, both he and you will have a chance to survive."

The teacup was placed on the table, and Jimo Ruoxi raised the corner of her mouth in sarcasm.

"I really didn't expect you to marry Su Muchen. I'm afraid he's a little different than you imagined."

Ji Fanxing didn't reply, but suddenly looked at Jimo Ruoxi with a firm look.

"You are not allowed to slander my good kid."

Seeing how she was defending her husband, Jimo Ruoxi smiled calmly and told her a story.

Her mother, Ling Shuang, was favored because she looked a bit like her father's Bai Yueguang, and thus she was born.

However, the two did not get married, and she was never able to return to her home in Jimo.

The father in her memory was still vague, but he was taken away by Su Yueliang, his white moonlight, and in the end only she and her mother were left.

The next year, her mother was also killed, and she was adopted by the Fu family and became a complete tool.

Jimo Ruoxi stared at Ji Fanxing without blinking.

"What kind of people do you think the Su family is? Does it match the image of a living Buddha in your eyes? Almost all of Jimo's assets were swallowed up by the Su family."

Ji Fanxing knew about the grudges between gangs, but had never thought about understanding them deeply. From Jimo Ruoxi's perspective, she was indeed innocent, and it was normal for her to have hatred.

"If you really want to calculate, this was not done by Su Muchen."

She smiled again. "Is Su Muchen a good guy? How many people in the Fu family have been harmed by him? Do you know how many people he has killed in order to be able to cover the sky with one hand in the mainland? People like this who are stained with blood and despise life should live in a deep ditch for the rest of their lives, never seeing the sun."

"It's not enough for everyone in the Su family to bear the blame for me. No one can redeem the suffering I've endured in the Fu family."