"I'm sorry, I ......" Xiao Han's dark eyes revealed extremely strong uneasiness, and he didn't look at Tian Yang on the ground from beginning to end.

"I don't want to hear you apologize, no matter what you Xiao Han does, as long as it has nothing to do with me, I'll toss you around, and don't call me "Fei Xue" anymore, my name is Jian Junxi......"

She turned around suddenly, her deep eyes were as cold as a thousand years of ice, and she said coldly: "Finally, I remind you, there are only three days!" ”

After saying that, her clenched fist let go and opened the door to the rooftop, leaving her incomparably cold breath behind.

Every word of her was like a sharp blade, piercing into his heart fiercely, Xiao Han was like a prisoner who had been sentenced to death by a judge, and his whole body exuded an aura of defeat.

Between them, there is a truth that has never been spoken.

That is, in the magic capital, he Xiao Han is just a big guy on the surface, and the person who really has the final say behind the scenes is Jian Junxi.

And this Tian Yang doesn't know at all, what kind of position Jian Junxi has in Xiao Han's heart?

She is the woman he wants to love but can't love, and he doesn't dare to love, she is also the woman he wants to protect, but he can't protect, he loves her, and at the same time, he is even more afraid of her.

Because this girl is full of cities, she can either carry a boat or capsize a boat.

By the time he came back to his senses and went to the rooftop, dozens of identical private jets had taken off at the same time, flying in the air arrogantly and domineeringly.

After a few circles and out of order, they flew in different directions, not knowing which plane she was on, let alone where she was flying?

It's always both offensive and defensive, and every detail is handled perfectly, as long as she doesn't want people to know her movements, then no one will know......

Xiao Han inserted his hands into the pockets of his trousers, looking at the gradually disappearing plane, his black eyes overflowing with bitterness.

It was like a sharp knife passing through his heart, carrying salt, and the pain made the fog under his eyes thicker and thicker.

Who can believe that the real King of Darkness in Huaguo is an eighteen-year-old girl.

From today onwards, she turned her hands into clouds and covered her hands into rain, and she no longer needs to be restrained by anyone......

Deep in the forest

The man was wearing a mask, he couldn't see the expression on his face, and a pair of sharp eyes burst out with raging anger, and he overturned the table angrily, and said angrily: "Jian Junxi, I really underestimate him!" ”

Another man stood aside a little hesitantly, and asked uneasily, "Master, this Jian Junxi's strength should not be underestimated, what are we going to do next?" ”

The man lit a cigarette, took a hard puff, and then spat out a smoke ring in the air, and his mood seemed to be much calmer.

He said unhurriedly: "Don't be in a hurry, play with him slowly, push everything on Ling Yiren, let them fight, and wait and see what happens!" ”

"Yes......" the man said and went out......

Two months later

H Country Happiness Manor

The rising morning sun is delicate and charming, the overflowing red glow and the morning mist slowly rising in the valley blend, like a huge halo, full of colors, and the natural scenery is exceptionally beautiful.

Jian Junxi sat in the office and glanced at the windowsill, fascinated by it, until a call came from the computer: "Master...... ...... Grandpa"

"Hmm......" Jian Junxi came back to his senses at this time, looking at Xu Zimei in the video, his eyes were still a little empty.

"Master, will we deal with this matter when you return to China, or will we handle it ourselves?" Xu Zimei hung his head, as if he was taking notes.

"What's the matter?" Jian Junxi held his forehead, feeling that his spirit was a little trance, and suddenly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

(End of chapter)