Wild Sweet Temptation

Lu Jinhuan kept talking all the way, which was in stark contrast to her taciturnity in front of outsiders. Ji Fanxing touched her belly and put her fingertips on Lu Jinhuan's forehead.

"No venture, no gain. I am also afraid of alerting the enemy. I am still confident that Xixi can do the job~"

Lu Jinhuan suspected that she had misheard, so she scratched her ears and looked at Ji Fanxing. "Sister-in-law, is your throat damaged?"

"You drank too much tea." Ji Fanxing's lips curled in a wicked way. Lu Jinhuan suddenly grabbed Ji Fanxing's shoulders and pulled her back. Seeing the F earring on her ear, she gasped.

“What the hell, bro????”

Su Muchen flirted with Lu Jinhuan in a seductive way while holding Ji Fanxing's face. "Well, my little sister is smart. Fan Yinuo, that fool, didn't notice this."

Lu Jinhuan felt goose bumps all over her body. Why is her brother so coquettish!!! If you don’t want my sister-in-law to come, then don’t let her come. What’s the point of a man dressing up as a woman? And—

Quite similar...

She was so curious that she even ran over and poked Su Muchen's butt. Su Muchen glared at her in reproach, and Lu Jinhuan immediately screamed and quickly moved away.

He first ordered the other confidants of the Su family to deal with the scene, and then took off his windbreaker in front of Lu Jinhuan, personally took off the prosthetic breasts inside and stretched all the joints to turn back into the tall and strong man before. Lu Jinhuan felt that she had never seen such an eye-catching scene, and couldn't help wondering if her sister-in-law suffered similar torture every day at home???

"So... Brother..." Lu Jinhuan wanted to say something after every word she said. She really couldn't accept Su Muchen dressing up as Ji Fanxing, but women's clothes were much better than this. "How do you want to deal with this? Anya..."

"Anya's side." Su Muchen smiled, opened the tablet and looked at the interviews that "he" and Anya had accepted before this time. The exhibition was emphasized in the interviews, and Su Muchen promised her that he would cut the ribbon for her flagship work tomorrow.

His fingertips traced the screen carelessly, twisting the box of the work that would be unveiled tomorrow.

"Since I promised her that I would go to cut the ribbon, then I will definitely go. Besides, I can't waste the good tone she set for herself. Blood and medicine, such a good topic, I have to - teach her a good lesson?"

"I have to tell her what a fucking work of art is."

Fan Yino woke up in a daze, with cold sweat on his forehead. He saw himself lying in a dark place with no one around. He couldn't see anything clearly, so he touched himself immediately.

he died?

Cold sweat trickled down his cheeks, and the feeling of being bitten by ants all over his body told him that he was still alive. After all, the dead could not feel this kind of anxiety.

Sitting in the dark, he knocked his head, remembering the dream he had been having for a long time, which was about Su Muchen's ghost after the video and orientation were exposed that day.

At that time, in the early stage of the incident, the Fan family did not realize the seriousness of the matter. They just wanted to capture him and suppress the matter, and send him to do something else after a few months when public opinion dissipated.

What Su Muchen did was indeed a provocation to the Fan family, and they would definitely not swallow this humiliation. After all, no one is a soft persimmon that can be bullied by others.

In the Fan family's Xianshan Residence, Fifth Master Fan lit an incense burner and walked into the inner room with his eyes fixed on Su Muchen, who was wearing a fiery red suit.

Su Muchen threw the invitation on the table, crossed his legs, and glanced at the bodyguards who were on high alert. "Master Fan Wu, are you so afraid of me?"

"Everyone knows what Young Master Su is capable of. If you really want to fight, I'm afraid these people can't stop you." Master Fan Wu asked someone to serve Su Muchen a cup of the best Dahongpao. The fragrance of tea with mist spread between the two of them, concealing the depth in each other's eyes.

"Oh~——" He deliberately dragged out the sound, leaned over to open the lid of the teapot, and lazily lifted his eyelids. "Why don't you ask Fanfan to come out? Otherwise, I'll find it myself. These teacups and tea bowls are so expensive. It's a pity to spit on them. I'll just destroy them without paying for them."

Master Fan Wu pursed his lips and beckoned Fan Yinuo to come up. He was still bandaged and looked like he had been beaten up badly. Su Muchen smiled awkwardly, stood up, patted Fan Yinuo, grabbed his collar and lifted him up from the chair. "Then can I take him away?"

"Wait a minute!" Master Fan Wu took out a document with the signatures of all the elders of the Fan family, showing how much importance he attached to this matter. "Master Su signed this! And Fan Yinuo must come back alive before 2 a.m.!"

"Don't worry, don't worry. I just want him to have a heart-to-heart talk. He will definitely be able to breathe and his face won't be hurt. Let's go. Do you want me to carry you?"

Fan Yinuo turned back tremblingly. "Fifth Uncle..."

"Go!" Master Fan Wu nodded, with a look of relief in his eyes. Fan Yinuo straightened his clothes and stood up. His legs were so weak that he didn't know how to take a step.

Su Muchen blindfolded Fan Yinuo and suddenly stepped on the accelerator. The Aston Martin roared out, causing Fan Yinuo's body to swing directly to the front from the back of the car, causing his head to bleed.

"Hah! You have such delicate skin! How come it bleeds after being touched?" Su Muchen's eyes were full of mockery. He saw Fan Yinuo just getting up through the rearview mirror. He immediately drifted and turned around on the spot with a silent smirk, and Fan Yinuo was caught off guard and crashed into the glass.

After a collision that made him dizzy and dare not curse, Fan Yinuo felt the car door open. Su Muchen tore off his blindfold and dragged him to the cemetery. There stood the Su family members with red spider lilies embroidered on their bodies, staring at him solemnly.

The Su family found the tracker on Fan Yinuo and threw it into the dug pit. Fan Yinuo looked up and saw the words written on the tombstone: To my most precious one.

Fan Yinuo screamed in horror. "You—! You signed an agreement with my fifth uncle!"

"Yeah, don't be afraid. I just buried your tracker to prevent your fifth uncle from interrupting our drinking and barbecue."

"Why is it just me!!! You, why don't you look for Baby Fan!"

"Who asked Mr. Wu to use Fan Baobao? But don't worry, you are all the same."

Su Muchen smiled sinisterly. Before Fan Yinuo could struggle, he was blindfolded and thrown into the trunk. This time, Su Muchen changed the car and drove directly down the mountain road. When Fan Yinuo was carried out from the back, he was half dead. He had no energy to think about where he was and had lost the ability to distinguish the direction.

"Serve the food." Su Muchen snapped his fingers, and someone immediately brought beer and barbecue. Fan Yinuo was so exhausted that he was crying and snotting. He spat out blood when he opened his mouth and couldn't eat at all.

"It's hot. How about I feed you? It's not poisonous. Don't you think it tastes delicious?"