【Quick Wear】I always go to the wrong plot

"Hello, Dad, I finally got through. Why couldn't you get through to Brother Gao Quan on the phone these days?" Fang Fei said excitedly.

Fang Mao on the other side spoke in a low voice, as if he was suppressing his voice: "Ahem, I've been busy dealing with things these days."

Fang Fei had no doubts. She was protected so well that she just wanted to share her joy with her father: "Daddy, do you know that I'm pregnant with Xingyu's baby?"

"His family also agreed to let him divorce that woman because that woman's child is gone. We will hold a wedding later. Dad, will you bless me?" Fang Fei said nervously.

She knew that her father had always disapproved of her being with Ji Xingyu, so this time she acted without prior approval and was determined to be with Ji Xingyu.

But Fang Fei didn't expect her father to agree.

He was silent for a long time, then he sighed and said, "Is that so...Okay, okay..."

Her father's voice seemed much older. Fang Fei suddenly felt uneasy. She gripped the phone handle tightly and said, "Will you come to my wedding?"

"Xiao Fei, Daddy will always love you." Fang Mao hung up the phone.

Fang Fei was stunned in front of the phone for a long time. The indescribable panic made her go to find Ji Xingyu: "Xingyu, Xingyu..."

"What's wrong? Your father doesn't agree?" Ji Xingyu came over and asked.

"No, he agreed, but I don't know why my heart was in a panic..." Fang Fei said, covering her chest.

"It may be because of pregnancy. Don't be afraid. I will always be with you." Ji Xingyu hugged her and said, "I have divorced Jiang Wanyue. You will be my only wife."

Fang Fei smiled: "Yeah." Maybe it was the panic before facing happiness...

After going through so much, they can finally be together.

Zhao Mansion.

"How is it? Do you like this place?" Zhao Xi led Jiang Wanyue to the prepared room.

"How can I, a person living under someone else's roof, have so many demands?" Jiang Wanyue said with a smile.

Ever since Jiang Wanyue had a miscarriage, Ji Xingyu's patience with her had reached its limit. In less than half a month, he divorced her.

The Jiang family said that they could take a break and the cooperation could continue.

Although the Jiang family looked down on Jiang Wanyue for being divorced, they would not let her live outside. However, Jiang Wanyue insisted on leaving.

The marriage was over, Jiang Wanyue's role was over, and the Jiang family naturally didn't care about her life or death, so they left it to her.

"Don't say that, you still have a long life to live." Zhao Xi comforted her.

Jiang Wanyue: "Has Fang Mao been caught?"

Zhao Xi nodded: "Yes, it is said that the people were already on the ship heading abroad, but they were caught and brought back."

"Fang Mao has always kept the fact that he is a smuggler a secret from Fang Fei, and he has never announced that he has a daughter. He protects Fang Fei very well." Zhao Xi said this with mixed feelings. If Jiang Shuliu hadn't told her, she wouldn't have known that the heroine's father was a smuggler.

Moreover, Fang Mao has been arrested, but Jiang Shuliu still hasn't shown up. I'm afraid something unexpected must have happened.

"So Fang Fei was not involved in Fang Mao's incident this time, and she is preparing for her wedding peacefully." Jiang Wanyue smiled, "How can that be possible? How can a father who loves her so much die in such an unclear way?"

"I'll let her see."

Zhao Xi looked at her gloomy face and knew that Jiang Wanyue had been brooding over it, so she didn't try to persuade her. She said that revenge was Jiang Wanyue's business and she had no right to interfere.

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What does it feel like to fall from the highest point of happiness?

The whole world was deaf, and I thought I had let out an extremely piercing scream, but in fact my throat was so hoarse that no sound came out.

When the bullet pierced the head of her father who had always cherished her, Fang Fei's world fell into darkness amid the cheers of the people around her.

"Xiao Fei!" Ji Xingyu panicked and hugged Fang Fei who had suddenly fallen to the ground. He didn't know why. He had clearly only come out to buy jewelry for his wedding. He had clearly only come to take a look out of curiosity when he saw the crowd...

Ji Xingyu looked at the man standing in the center of the square. The bullet was shot very cleanly and he died without any pain.

But his eyes were wide open, as if he was dying with his eyes open.

I heard from people around me that he was a smuggler who sold many of their country's treasures to foreign countries. His death is not a pity.

Ji Xingyu looked over and found that the man could look Fang Fei in the eye when he was standing.

Who is the dead person to Fang Fei?

A strong smell of blood... Ji Xingyu moved his nose and felt strange: the man was not beheaded, so where did the smell of blood come from?

The fingers he was holding onto Fang Fei moved slightly, and the sticky touch made his body stiffen. He lowered his head and found that the blood had already flowed through Fang Fei's thick cotton coat and onto the ground.

She was so frightened that her fetus moved.

Ji Xingyu quickly picked her up and shouted, "Help!"

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Zhao Xi had been holding the dollar in his hand when he dropped it into the car. Because the bottom of the car was covered with a thick carpet, the metal dollar fell silently.

"Why are you so uneasy?" Qing He picked up the dollar for her and said with a smile, "You are about to meet the young master. Are you too excited, madam?"

On the night of Fang Mao's execution, Zhao Xi finally received another letter from Jiang Shuliu.

He said he would be at a pier tomorrow and they would meet there.

"Maybe." Zhao Xi breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the blue color gradually appearing outside the car window. They were about to reach the beach.

After getting off the car, Zhao Xi stood at the crowded dock.

Now is the time to unload the goods. The workers' loud shouts accompanied by the rustling sounds of the goods being pushed out form a melody of labor.

"Miss, do you want to take a boat?" Someone saw Zhao Xi standing alone at the dock. Her extraordinary appearance immediately prompted them to step forward to sell her a boat: "Our boat is big and sturdy, and..."

Zhao Xi waved her hand: "Sorry, I'm waiting for someone."

Not long after, another person came.

"Who is this lady waiting for?" A smiling voice came from behind.

This voice? Zhao Xi was startled and turned around to see a tall man standing in front of her. Under the tall brim of his hat, he had a pair of bright phoenix eyes, looking at her with a smile.

"Jiang Shuliu!" Zhao Xi hugged him in surprise.

Jiang Shuliu hugged the petite girl tightly in his arms and whispered, "Zhao Xi, I'm back."

The first half of Jiang Shuliu's life was a journey driven by ambition and interests.

He is naturally cold-blooded and extremely intelligent.

This kind of personality made him have a lonely childhood and a strong youth. Even when he was wearing pink women's clothes, he never gave up the pursuit of money and power.

When he was ten years old, Jiang Jingtao punished him by making him stand at the door because he did not call Jiang Jin "Young Master". The seeds of ambition were already planted in his heart as he watched his family happily eating lunch under the scorching sun.

The falling out with Master Wuwang was also because he did not let go of his competitor's wife and children.

Jiang Shuliu didn't understand Master Wuwang's anger at that time. People will continue to grow. Even if it's only five years, his son will be twenty years old. The hatred in his eyes is the best nourishment, and Jiang Shuliu will not let him grow.

"To do something ruthlessly is to cut off all your escape routes." Master Wuwang said tiredly.

I never thought about retreating.

Jiang Shuliu remembered that he said it so decisively and calmly.

Because when I look back, there is no one to rely on, no one to return to.

"If you become a monster driven by desire, don't come to see me." Master Wuwang said this, and they never met again.

Love was once the word that Jiang Shuliu despised the most.

Because too many tragedies about love have happened around him.

To him, love means wishful thinking, seeking one's own death, and being stupid without knowing it.

And now, kissing the girl's face which was as soft as a petal, Jiang Shuliu tightened his arms and lowered his eyelashes.

He loved willingly, as he despised, foolishly but knowingly, unable to extricate himself.