Jiang Ershao thought that he had been robbed or kidnapped and blackmailed, so he kept rummaging out of his pocket and wallet, but he was slamming Qianjiang.

"I'll give you all my money. You can get out of the car so quickly, otherwise you will die when I call the police!"

His head was blurred, and he felt that the person in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Before seeing Fu Chen, Qianjiang was holding his arm and still shouting.

"Who are you having sex with? Do you know who my brother is? Do you want to die, do you?"

"Let me go! Damn-"

Young Master Jiang struggled hard, but his arm could not twist his thighs, so he was dragged to Fu Chen.

"Take him to wash his face and wake up." Fu Chen saw that he no longer knew him, and he showed off who his brother was to be skinned alive.

Mr. Jiang was stimulated by cold water and woke up just now, and saw Fu Chen the next second.

I'll rub it!

I celebrated my birthday today. Why did this devil appear again and again? He thought he was dreaming.

"This is a dream, it must be a dream. I'm drunk too much, haha..." Jiang Ershao murmured to himself.

"You shouldn't know it hurts in your dream? Do you want to try it?" Qianjiang looked serious.

"I..." Mr. Jiang was about to twist his arm, but unexpectedly, someone shaved a big ear, which made his eyes dizzy.

Shifang stood on one side, and only Qianjiang could do this hard-core operation.

He subconsciously reached out and rubbed his face. He was occasionally blurred and was slapped many times. This time someone tasted how powerful this iron sand palm was.

Qianjiang didn't kill him, but just hit the ground, and the applause happened to be loud and a little pain. Young Master Jiang Er had completely understood that he was not dreaming.

"Did Sun Rui say he would help you chase someone?"

Fu Chen was unambiguous and straightforward.

Jiang Ershao's face was washed away by cold water just now, and he felt even more chilling. He knew that the club had more privacy, so what Fu Chen said made his back feel cold...

"You really want to be bound to Sun Rui for the rest of your life? Do you think it's the same to marry and have children?" The marriage between a big family was involuntarily, and Jiang Er knew better than anyone else.

If I hadn't met Song Fengwan, I would have played with everyone. At this time, I had what I wanted, and my heart began to shake.

"They have a grudge, so she won't be kind to help you. If you don't believe it, I can prove it to you, by the way..." Fu Chen rubbed the Buddhist beads, "How about helping you solve Sun Rui?"

Jiang Ershao was dizzy at the time and inexplicably agreed to Fu Chen.

After returning home, the more I thought about it, the more I became, the more I was wrong. Why did Fu Chen help me?

He heard that Sun Rui was obsessed with him in the past and even climbed over the third master's bed. Could it be that Fu Chen was so revenge?

However, it is really a good thing to be able to completely draw a clear line with Sun Rui and to formally pursue Song Fengwan. Anyway, with Fu Chen's plan, I will not suffer any loss.

Thinking of this, he lay on the bed and fell asleep happily.

**

The sponsorship of the Art Academy’s party for sending old students was raised. Song Fengwan was busy rehearsing the program. He followed a senior sister to learn folk dance for half a month. She had practiced dancing and playing the piano when she was a child, and she still had basic skills and was quick to get started.

However, in June, she was still preparing for the CET-6 English test and was so busy that she was dizzy.

During this period, Tang Jingci had already returned to China due to formal signing with Duan Linbai. Qiao Xiyan went to the southeast to visit his grandfather. It is said that the old man was in poor health and was hospitalized for cerebral hemorrhage. Even Qiao Wangbei hurried over.

I suffered an acute stroke and was later sent to a large hospital in Nanjiang. I saved my life and almost paralyzed in bed and couldn't take care of myself.

The Qiao family father and son stayed with the elderly until they were discharged from the hospital and sent him home before returning to Wu Su.

This struggle lasted for more than half a month.

On the day of the party to send the old school, Song Fengwan put on makeup in the backstage and kept sending messages to Fu Chen, "Don't come to the show." She was shy."

Fu Chen agreed, but still appeared in the auditorium wearing a mask.

Although it was a party of the Academy of Fine Arts, it was open to the whole school. If Qianjiang had not taken the position early, Fu Chen would have to stand in the aisle to watch his wife.

Song Feng night shows in the third one, more than a dozen girls, wearing peacock blue national costumes, with green on their foreheads and bells on their feet, the most important thing is...

The clothes exposed their navels. Fu Chen caught Song Fengwan. Seeing her soft and thin waist, she kept twisting. The boys in the audience cheered, but his heart was cold...

This was the first time he saw Song Fengwan dancing, and his waist twisted very vigorously.

When they were together, Song Fengwan was fine and always hummed and said that his back pain was sore and sore, which made him dare not go too far. After all, he was young and could not fish out of the waters. It turns out that she still had a hand?

Little girl, you wait.

Let me try to hum tonight.

As a sponsor, Jiang Ershao must have come too. Sitting in the audience, he was so excited that he could have jumped up and cheered if the leaders of the Academy of Fine Arts were not sitting around him.

I can only tell myself to be reserved, to endure, and to take into account face.

But in the second half of the dance, he still danced up, and the elderly professors sat around him, looking at him as if he was looking at something living mentally retarded.

It was dark and covered with human heads. Song Fengwan could not care so much. After dancing, she felt a little sweat on her body. Although it was warm in June, it was a little cool at night. She hurriedly wrapped her coat and took out her phone before she saw Fu Chen's message.

【Finally I know why you didn’t let me come?】

[After the party, I'll wait for you in the back of the dormitory.]

【Let’s have a good chat.】

Song Fengwan's heart was beating wildly. She knew in her heart that Fu Chen was an old jealous jar, so she didn't dare to tell him that the clothes were cut off their shoulders and exposed their waists.

"Wanwan, don't leave after the end. There is a dinner party. Everyone has been busy for so many days. It's so hard." The senior sister in charge of her dance came over and patted her shoulder, "You must come."

"Senior sister, I'll be there tonight..."

"It's free, and you don't need to spend money. Rehearsals have been too hard recently. Today's performance is very satisfactory, so drink some water." The senior sister handed her water and hurried to go something else.

Song Fengwan sat for a while, and waited for the enthusiasm to retreat before changing his clothes and preparing to leave.

"Wanwan, someone will give you flowers." Someone came over with a big bouquet of lilies and put a note in it.

【You are beautiful tonight】

With a sharp and profound thin gold body, Song Fengwan pursed his lips and smiled. When did this old man learn to send flowers?

There are many people who want to chase Song Fengwan, and she confiscated all those who give jewelry and lipstick, but this time she was holding a bouquet of flowers for the first time.

In order not to disturb the students who performed subsequently, she specially found a corner to send a message to Fu Chen: [The senior sister said there will be a dinner party later, and I am afraid that I will not be able to take off. I guess I will meet later. Maybe the sponsors and other things will come over.]

[Since it's a group dinner, then you go there first and I'll wait for you.]

Song Fengwan was surprised that there were never so many secrets between them. When she had a dinner, she might have contacted Mr. Jiang. She told Fu Chen in advance, hoping that he would know what he knew and not be jealous.

Unexpectedly, Fu Chen was out of his normal state and asked her to go there?

Very abnormal.

[San brother, tell me, are you going to mess with him?]

Fu Chen was so clean and refreshing that he had to go to a dinner party, so he must have hidden something.

Fu Chen sat in the noisy auditorium, lowering his head and sending a message, [In your heart, am I so bad?]

【It must be holding bad water in the dark, what did you hide from me?】

Fu Chen directly changed the question and asked her what she wanted to eat for a midnight snack...

Song Fengwan didn't ask in detail, she wanted to see how Fu Chen was going to deal with Jiang Ershou.

After the party, all the students who participated in the performance went out for a dinner, but they were divided into two groups. One group paid their own money, and the other group was led by the chairman, saying that they wanted to thank the sponsors, and there were more than ten people who were accompanying them.

When we arrived at the private room, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and there were already many people sitting in it. Except for Jiang Ershao, Song Fengwan only knew one Sun Rui and the others, and they were probably all people who played together.

"Second Young Master, thank you for your sponsorship this time. All the advertisements have been promoted to you..." The head of the Propaganda Department of the Academy of Fine Arts spoke first, and was still a little nervous when facing these people.

"I saw it. It's pretty good. Don't stand and sit." Jiang Ershen's eyes fell on Song Fengwan and could no longer move.

They did have a simple meal, and many students left one after another. Sun Rui sat beside Song Fengwan and kept smiling at her with a sinister smile...

"Song Fengwan, do you know? I really wish I could strangle you to death when something happened back then." Sun Rui lowered his voice and distracted Song Fengwan's attention.

"Is that matter related to me?" Song Fengwan smiled softly, "Is it that I drugged it, or is it that I brought in, or..."

"Is it the reporter I called?"

"Isn't it your own fault?"

This is what makes Sun Rui most heart-wrenching, digging his own grave.

Just as she diverted Song Fengwan's attention, Yu Guang caught sight of the second young master Jiang who had already put medicine and was overjoyed...

This kid is really stupid!

Song Fengwan didn't care much. When everyone raised their glasses, she held the water cup and drank half a glass of water without any notice.

Sun Rui felt restless, everything seemed to be going very smoothly, she took out her cell phone, "I'll go to the bathroom."

As soon as she left the door, she immediately called the police, "It's 110, I want to call the police. Someone is smoking contraband in Rongsheng Restaurant..."

At this time, the country was hitting this area hard. As soon as the police came forward, a reporter received the news because there were many rich second-generations in Rongsheng Restaurant today, and students came over. They were squatting at the door, preparing to take photos of other hot materials.

It’s nothing more than a rich second generation and female college students, and they can always make some news gimmicks.
To be continued...