She now has a stake in Fu Nanli, as well as a stake in Qasim.

Her goal is to become bigger and stronger, first to be the richest woman in China, then to become the richest woman in Asia, and finally if she is lucky, she may be able to become the richest woman in the world.

Pentagram?

Hehe, she's not interested.

Fu Nanli's eyes were heavy: "I hope He Xihuai will stop thinking about it because of this incident." ”

Wincho: "I hope so. ”

Fu Nanli saw the scars on her arms at a glance.

After all, how can you fight against so many people without getting hurt?

Fu Nanli rolled up her sleeves and saw that there were a lot of bruises on her arms, and there were also on her back, and they looked like they had been struck by some wooden stick.

"They got it?"

Wen Qiao said indifferently: "Otherwise, can I still make it myself?" ”

Fu Nanli gave her some medicine to invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis: "You were beaten with a wooden stick?" ”

Wen Qiao nodded: "Well, I'm defenseless, there are more of them, and they have been hit with two sticks, and those two sticks hurt a little, but the others are fine." ”

Fu Nanli panicked.

Those people, he's going to let them sit in prison.

In the He family's mansion, in the dark, He Xihuai sat on the leather sofa and smoked.

"Miss Ling Ning was taken away by the police."

Theresa reported 1510.

"yes, got it."

Theresa said cautiously, "Do you need to talk to the police here?" ”

After all, he is also a person who has been cultivated by Mr. for more than ten years, does he really want to go to prison?

He Xihuai's gaze seemed to be quenched with ice: "What kind of air?" ”

Theresa choked, knowing that she had said the wrong thing, and she didn't dare to say anything.

"She almost killed Wen Qiao, do you think I should let her go?"

Theresa: "No...... No. ”

In Mr. He's place, I really only see the newcomer laughing, and I don't hear the old person crying, so I can only say that Ling Ning is unlucky.

She shouldn't have inherited the pentagram in her life.

He Xihuai spoke again: "Don't you think Wen Qiao is still too humane now?" ”

The voice was gloomy, making Theresa's scalp tingle.

Compared to Mr., Wen Qiao must be too humane, but that girl is actually calm and rational enough.

If you calm down, you won't be a normal person.

He Xihuai lit a cigarette ash: "It's time to act." ”

Theresa's heart tightened.

Half a month later, Wen Mo participated in the finals of Haicheng, and Wen Qiao accompanied him to record.

Approaching the Chinese New Year, Haicheng is freezing cold.

In the recording window, Wen Qiao went to the bathroom, and Si Yu accompanied her.

Now Si Yu didn't dare to leave Wen Qiao an inch.

As he came out of the bathroom, Wen Qiao saw a familiar figure.

In a trance, I felt that person was like Fu Nanli's father.

Fu Nanli showed her a photo of his father, which was quite similar to Fu Nanli.

The man was dressed in a gray coat, and he still looked so handsome, and in the crowd, Wen Qiao hurriedly chased after him.

Si Yu grabbed her hand: "Don't you go back to the recording site?" ”

Wen Qiao: "I saw an acquaintance, go and see." ”

Si Yu thought, this is a TV station, there are so many people, there shouldn't be anything, so he followed Wen Qiao forward.

In an empty video studio, the headlights were on, and Wincho pushed the door in, and saw the man sitting in the first row of the audience.

Wen Qiao walked down the stairs one by one.

There was a red carpet on the floor, and the lights came from the stage, a little dazzling, her heart was pounding, and when she reached the first row, she froze.