The rich wife is addicted to escape

"Honestly, did the rich man on your previous list throw you to this crew? Do you know that the previous show was moved to the crew next door, and that rich man of yours was booing his girlfriend all day long, and the crew Everyone here knows that the two of them are definitely close, how about you? Is it just a piece of crap that was thrown away for fun, or is it that you are now on the list as a new partner?"

Fangfang was obviously very satisfied with Su Jiarui's series of expressions and reactions, so she began to show off her well-versed news network to her complacently, trying to establish an image of a high-ranking professional woman in front of her.

"I see that you and Chris have gotten very close recently. Could it be that you are his personal assistant?"

Fangfang could say the word "close-fitting" extremely ambiguously, and her eyes were full of jokes, but even so, Fangfang didn't feel much happy.

She didn't want to admit that she was somewhat jealous of Su Jiarui being able to please men so much, even Brother Hui couldn't forget her somewhat.

And if those who are seduced by Su Jiarui are crooked melons like Brother Hui, it's fine, but no matter if it's Chris, or the rich man who she doesn't know but also sighs that she looks amazing It doesn't matter if they are handsome or handsome, but it seems that the relationship between these men and Su Jiarui is not a simple bed partner relationship.

Even she could see how Chris took care of Su Jiarui, a little assistant, on the set. Combined with what Brother Hui and Old Man Zhou said, it was clear that the man with outstanding temperament also had a domineering yet gentle affection for Su Jiarui. take care of.

It seems that the men around Su Jiarui are so good that they are willing to become underground lovers who can't get on the stage for them. I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup this woman has poured into those men.

"Fangfang, I warn you not to go too far."

Su Jiarui could bear the woman in front of him slandering him, but he couldn't accept her slandering her relationship with Chris together.

However, in Fangfang's eyes, Su Jiarui's powerless rebuttal after being poked into her heart was exactly what she wanted.

She raised one hand and pressed it against Su Jiarui's chest, with contempt and disdain in her eyes, like a spectator watching a good show, arrogant and vicious.

"What? This hit your sore spot? Didn't you look very arrogant before? I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. If you want me to say, I really envy your mother. A busy daughter who doesn't touch the ground and earns money from sugar daddy."

For a moment, Su Jiarui felt as if she was counting down the cold winter. Someone brought a basin of water mixed with ice cubes and poured it down on her.

Fang Fangti can bear anything, anyway, her life has been pushed into the quagmire by the group of children playing around and watching her jokes, and she has never gotten up.

She is notorious, she has tried her best, she deserves to be lonely, and she has been cut off.

Now that things are up to now, she naturally doesn't care what Fangfang says is irrelevant and nasty.

But Fangfang seems to be born with the ability to be able to speak in one sentence, and a light and fluffy sentence can instantly arouse her anger.

In her whole life, she lived like a walking stain in the eyes of others. Everyone said that she should not have been born, that she was a bastard, an illegitimate daughter, and a slut.

But only in her life, the short-lived feeling of being loved all came from her mother who died young.

When she felt wronged and painful because of other people's abuse, only her mother would hug her and sit on the small bed.

Her mother is like all simple and kind women, she doesn't say too many nice words to comfort her, but she always offers her knees to let the young Su Jiarui pillow her legs, Watching her gently comb her hair that was messed up by others with her fingers.

In fact, her mother never said anything very pleasant. Whenever she felt suspicious and uneasy about her origin, she would not coax her, saying that she was a baby, and those mothers used to coax their children. .

After all, she is also a first-time mother, and at the beginning, she was forced to choose the hell mode by bad luck.

Without a father, he was scolded openly and secretly by the people in the town as a promiscuous scum.

As a mother, she wanted to give Su Jiarui a warm haven, and as a father, she also had to take care of the family's expenses.

What's ironic is that from the beginning to the end, the man she had been looking forward to only regarded her as a reproductive tool to continue the life of her precious daughter.

In fact, Su Jiarui knew since she was a child that the person who treats her most tenderly in this world is her mother, and the person who is more injured than her is also her mother.

Sometimes Su Jiarui would also think, maybe Su Zhixin just took a fancy to his mother's useless tenderness, so he just chose her and gave her a miserable and short life.

Although her mother never said too much about the harm she suffered outside, Su Jiarui could always feel her mother's cherishment and love for her from her loving eyes and gentle movements, and felt her love for herself .

Furthermore, it also gave her the strength to proudly stand up the spiked armor on her body against the overwhelming malice outside.

Because she knew that she was not an unwelcome bastard, she was her mother's daughter and grew up in her mother's love.

But now, Fangfang can be so unscrupulous, in front of her face, with those non-existent things, to defile the mother in her heart.

She even tore apart her filthy life with straightforward words, and made her realize that everything she did now would be seen by her mother in heaven.

If she knew her current situation, what kind of expression would she show?
Will he still run gently along her hair like before, comforting her silently?

……

When she regained consciousness again, she heard Chris' voice.

"Su, listen to me, let go first, okay?"

Su Jiarui was stunned. She lowered her head slightly, only to realize that in a fit of rage, she slapped Fangfang's neck with both hands. Apparently, Fangfang did not expect her to behave so aggressively.

Even when Fangfang struggled subconsciously because of the pain and scratched Su Jiarui's arm again and again with her sharp nails, leaving behind shocking bloodstains, she still seemed to be possessed by a gu, choking her neck tightly and refusing to let go.

"Ah-"

Under her hands, Fang Fang uttered a few ambiguous sounds from the depths of her throat, but they were enough to shock the listeners.

The violent fight between the two of them attracted a large number of spectators in a short period of time. She saw a few familiar faces in it, and there was even Brother Hui's figure in it.

"Su, no matter what unpleasant things happened between you, I hope to calm down first, okay? If there is anything, I can help you solve it together."

Under Su Jiarui's hands, Fangfang had already started to roll her eyes subconsciously because her breathing was not smooth, as if she was about to lose her voice.

Su Jiarui frowned. Although the strength of his hands was loose, he didn't want to let go so neatly.

She knew that now she was just using Fangfang as a breakthrough to vent her dissatisfaction and negative emotions in the past few days, but she was already a good person who kept silent.

Her blind forbearance, what she got in exchange was that others repeatedly targeted her like a fool.

A warmth gently attached to the top of Su Jiarui's hair, she paused, and then, Chris didn't know where to get the disinfectant wipes, and gently wiped Su Jiarui's bloody arm.

"Su, do you remember what you said to me when we were stranded on the island?"

His voice was very low, because the two were standing very close now, she could ensure that only the two of them could hear this sentence, but it made Su Jiarui let go subconsciously.

If Chris hadn't mentioned it suddenly today, she would have been brainwashed by the long time, thinking that Chris is really just a naturally optimistic model who is favored by the god of luck.

He even almost forgot that before that, he had another identity, which was Killer K.

She still remembered that a long time ago, the lives of the two had a short intersection because of Sun Tiantian's entrustment. Even though the two were on opposite sides at that time, they still couldn't stop them from becoming partners who could talk with each other.

She remembered what Chris said. He had a tragic childhood, his parents died, and he was forced to join the organization in order to save his sister. He climbed all the way from the bottom to the top of the pyramid. her imagination.

And the most frustrating thing is that even though Chris worked so hard, the sister he tried so hard to protect finally left him.

When it comes to misery and the injustice of fate, he has far more right to speak than himself.

At any rate, she once indulged and healed in her mother's love for a short time, but Chris has been alone since he can remember.

Even in order to better protect her sister, she forced herself to live in such a cruel world.

Thinking of this, Su Jiarui's eyes were obviously shaken. Chris is the one who needs to be healed, but he has been sparing no effort to heal others.

"Bitch, I'll kill you!"

Fangfang just broke free from Su Jiarui's restraint, but she is obviously dissatisfied with the situation that Su Jiarui has completely restrained her just now, her voice has obviously not slowed down, but she is struggling to make a sharp voice with a hoarse voice.

Before Su Jiarui could react, there were noisy voices around her, and she knew that she was causing trouble for Chris again.

Sure enough, no matter where she went, she was a real disaster star.