Sang Ruoruo's fingers caressed these three words.

"It turned out to be your ......"

Seeing this, the corners of her mouth uncontrollably raised a weird arc, and her other hand tapped on the tabletop, silently brushing the plot in the original book: Xiao Yue Ash, the male protagonist of this book, has a strong background.

In the original plot, Xiao Yueyan will fall in love with Sang Jiaojiao, and he will be Sang Jiaojiao's biggest golden finger and backer!

But now it's different, with her, the darling of the world where the plot can be predicted, who will Xiao Yueyan fall in love with in the end, but it's not necessarily......

Sang Ruoruo's eyes rose with a hint of determination that was bound to win, Xiao Yue Ember would only be her man!

She turned around and came to the Sang family's study, raised her hand and knocked on the door.

A man's deep voice came from inside: "Come in." ”

Sang Ruoruo cautiously opened the door, poked his head in, and called out with a sweet smile: "Third brother." ”

Sang Yan, who was working on the documents at the desk, raised his head when he heard this, and when he saw that it was his weak and docile sister, he couldn't help but smile dotingly, and called her: "Ruoruo, what are you doing standing at the door, come to the third brother's side quickly." ”

Sang Ruoruo walked over: "Third brother, I saw Jiaojiao yesterday, she ......" After that, she bit her lip and said as if she had made up her mind: "She seems to hate me very much, I was very happy to see her, but she did it directly to me." ”

After that, a flash of crystal flashed in her eyes, as if she stubbornly didn't want tears to flow, but she raised her head slightly, who knew that Sang Yan just saw the wound on her face.

In an instant, Sang Yan's eyes were full of evil energy.

"What do you say? Sang Jiaojiao, that slut is still alive?"

Sang Yan touched his sister's head soothingly, "Ruoruo, don't worry, this matter will be handed over to the third brother, and the third brother will not let her have a good time!"

When Sang Ruoruo heard this, a trace of success flashed in his eyes.

After sending Sang Ruoruo away, Sang Yan dialed the assistant's phone.

"Let me find out where Sang Kyaukjiao is now!"

On the other side, it was not easy to get the consent of Xiao Yueyan, but Sang Jiaojiao, who could go out to relax, didn't know that the way out was full of thorns.

The black elongated Lincoln drove smoothly on the road, and Sang Jiaojiao happily lay on the side of the car window, humming a little song in his mouth.

Suddenly, the car seemed to hit something and stopped halfway through.

"Miss, it seems that the tire is broken, don't get out of the car, I'll take a look." ”

The driver got out of the car to check, and several strong men suddenly rushed out of the woods next to him and put him down.

Sang Jiaojiao was dumbfounded, and wanted to lock the car door but it was too late.

The car door was suddenly pulled open from the outside, and a man dragged her out of the car fiercely, covering her mouth tightly, and several men next to her took out a few hemp ropes as thick as children's arms, and tied Sang Jiaojiao in a few clicks.

The man covering her mouth dragged her into the grove, and walked in the staggered woods for more than ten minutes, when a small villa that had been abandoned for a long time suddenly appeared in front of her.

Sang Kyaukjiao was dragged into the hall and then slammed to the ground.

Then a man grabbed her little face, forcing her to look up.

"Sang Jiaojiao, your cheap life is very hard. Sang Yan's eyes were hideous: "You can still escape from Xingyueyu by interrupting your hand, well? I really underestimated you." ”

He glanced at Sang Jiaojiao, who was lying on the ground, and speculated maliciously: "You should have served the garbage on the island well in order to survive." ”