A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Ji Wuwei smiled and nodded, "Yes, sister. From now on, I will treat you like my own sister. That way, you don't have to worry about me messing around with you again."

Ji Wuwei smiled sincerely.

But Huo Yan didn't believe what he said.

But this is indeed a way to temporarily protect himself and maintain the relationship with Ji Wuwei.

"Okay, anyway, she is your junior." Huo Yan said with a smile.

The manager walked over, his expression unnatural, and his eyes deliberately avoided Ji Wuwei.

"Master Ji, someone is looking for you downstairs. They say it's a friend you met during a competition abroad."

Ji Wuwei was slightly stunned. "Friend, oh, I think I know who it is. Yanyan, I'll go check it out and then bring him over to meet you."

Huo Yan smiled and said, "Your friend is here, you should entertain him well. Don't stay here all the time. It's so boring."

Actually, I don't want to be disturbed by him.

She took the money and wanted to finish the mural as quickly as possible with guaranteed quality and quantity.

Ji Wuwei insisted, "I will definitely bring it to you. From now on, my friends will be your friends. I am willing to share everything I have with you."

Ji Wuwei walked downstairs quickly. Huo Yan didn't take his words seriously.

Not long after Ji Wuwei left, Zhuang Yu Nuan arrived.

Behind her are all the staff of Tang Palace.

Huo Yan was waving the brush in his hand, but the next moment the manager pulled him hard from behind and dragged him out of the private room.

Huo Yan screamed, "Ah, what are you doing? What are you doing?"

"what!"

Huo Yan was thrown to the ground in the middle of the hall. She stood up in pain and watched as all the waiters in the restaurant surrounded her.

She was confused, and soon her eyes fell on a woman in an exquisite business suit.

It’s hard to tell her age because she’s well-maintained, but she has a strong aura and sharp eyes. In short, she’s an older sister who’s not to be trifled with.

Huo Yan stood up, raised her chin slightly and asked:

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Zhuang Yu Nuan herself also felt that it was boring to deal with such a simple girl.

But since it involved her own precious son, she had to deal with it seriously.

Zhuang Yu Nuan sat down on the chair, crossed her legs, and then threw the photo at Huo Yan's face.

Huo Yan was caught off guard and the photos fell to the ground.

There were photos of Ji Wuwei kissing her from various angles, and photos of Ji Wuwei accompanying her every day, secretly watching her. There were also photos of her father lying in the hospital, her brother who had changed drastically in prison, and her mother.

even!

All the photos of the fat man that my mother found when she wanted to sell her body are there.

In just a few tens of seconds, her entire body was pulled out naked!

Blood dripping and shocking!

The fig leaf that she had finally pulled up was torn to pieces by the woman in front of her!

Huo Yan's eyes were red and his body was shaking with anger, but he endured it and did not explode.

Look at the photos on the ground: the vegetative father, the brother in prison, the defenseless mother, and her who is vulnerable.

She has no right and no qualification to explode.

With red eyes and tears streaming down her face, she asked the delicate woman with a choked voice:

"What do you want? Just tell me."

Zhuang Yu Nuan raised her eyebrows. She had underestimated this little bitch. She was so patient.

"I am Fearless's mother. I want you to disappear from Fearless's world from today on."

Huo Yan smiled with tears in his eyes, a smile that was so desperate.

"Ji Wuwei's mother." She smiled, tears rolling down her cheeks.