Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

At this time, anyone could see that Fu Qi looked bad.

The shop owner pretended to be surprised and said in a strange tone: "Did I make a mistake? I saw you chatting happily with the young man from before."

Qi Yan was upset because the boss obviously did it on purpose, but she couldn't explain immediately. Once the shop owner exposed her lies, Fang Zhijing would not be able to save her.

She looked up at Fu Qi. He was obviously suppressing his anger, but still waiting for her to speak.

She didn't say anything, just asked: "Do you believe me?"

Fu Qi said nothing. He wanted to believe her, but he also felt that she had been hiding something from him.

In order to give her enough respect, he never thought of invading her privacy. He chose to turn a blind eye to every suspicious whereabouts, but now someone told him that she was having an affair behind his back.

"Qi Yan, who is that person?" he asked.

She looked at him with disbelief, then threw the brush away, picked up the crutch and left.

Her leg injury was much better, but her walking was still not that smooth. He caught up with her in a few steps and stopped her, "Where are you going?"

"There are some things I don't want to say here. Let's go home first." She bypassed him and left the painting gallery with a look of displeasure on her face.

Fu Qi frowned, why was she still angry?

But he could only follow. The street was so chaotic. What if she accidentally bumped into her when she was angry?

In his eyes now, she was like a fragile porcelain doll, and every move she made made him nervous.

Qi Yan knew that as soon as she left the painting gallery, Fu Qi would definitely follow her, so that Fang Zhijing could find an opportunity to escape.

Everything went well. She came to the street and stopped a taxi. Before she could get in, Fu Qi dragged her into his car.

Although he used a strong hand, he still took care of the injury on her leg and did not walk very fast. At best, he restrained her and prevented her from running away.

She looked back at the painting gallery, only to realize that Jing had sneakily ran out of it, peered around for a while, and then disappeared in a flash.

He also knew that he should keep a low profile and deliberately did not drive that dazzling sports car.

It would be nice if she could leave smoothly, so she would feel relieved.

She was convinced before she even got in the car.

"Fu Qi."

The girl's voice was soft and soft, falling into her ears like a feather slipping into her ears.

The anger in Fu Qi's heart was instantly extinguished by this call. He lost his temper and stood still by the car door, "Explain."

Qi Yan sighed, "I originally wanted to experience painting and go home after painting. Later, a boy came over to strike up a conversation. I was idle there, so I chatted with him for a while. During this period, I talked to the passerby There is absolutely no intimate behavior. Who knew that the owner of the art gallery could be so eccentric and make people uncomfortable."

"Why didn't you say anything in the gallery just now?"

She shook her head: "There are so many people in the art gallery, and they are making noises because of this kind of thing, are they just for people to watch?" She paused for a while, and her tone was a little unhappy: "You didn't hear any explanation from me. Your first reaction was to believe it. If it’s a stranger, I’ll naturally be unhappy.”

"It won't happen again." Fu Qi pinched her cheek. It was soft and felt good: "I believe what you said."

As if she had been coaxed, she smiled and looked at him curiously: "You seem to have changed."

When her smart and charming eyes looked at him, it was like ants crawling on his heart, making his throat dry and the tip of his heart itchy.

He leaned against her, lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, "Qi Yan, are you willing to marry me?"

She was startled, really frightened, "Get married?"

"Well, I always have an uneasy feeling. You seem to be leaving at any time now. I also know what I have done to you. Give me a chance and I will be good to you in the future."

At this time, Fu Qi was gentle and restrained, which was very different from his usual style.

Although she was not a masochist, she was still a little uncomfortable facing such a consultative attitude.

The market was busy with traffic, and passers-by would look at her from time to time. She didn't want to be a monkey and be watched by others, so she groped backwards, found the door handle, and opened it gently: "Not on the street."

Fu Qi didn't want to scare her, he could only do this slowly.

This time he came over on an impromptu initiative. He drove the car himself without looking for the driver or Jiang Tao. He sat in the driver's seat and was the first to lean over to Qi Yan's passenger seat and help her fasten her seat belt.

Qi Yan smelled the fragrance, woody fragrance.

It was not obvious outside just now, but now in the closed car, the very light smell emerged faintly.

"What's wrong?" Fu Qi fiddled with her broken hair after helping her fasten her seat belt.

"It smells good." She sniffed lightly again.

"Well, you have good taste." He sat back firmly.

Qi Yan thought for a while before realizing that what he said was talking about her shopping sense, and that this perfume was given to him by her.

But this was just a random item she picked up at the mall just to meet her needs, and she didn’t even choose.

She felt a little guilty and could only look out the window.

Fu Qi glanced at her from the corner of his eye while driving, and then said, "Go pick up your father in a few days."

She turned her head in surprise: "Is he out of jail?"

"Well, the suspect has surrendered. He will naturally be released without charge. We are going through the process in the past two days. You will probably be able to pick him up the day after tomorrow."

In fact, they both knew who the real mastermind was, but neither of them wanted to break through this layer of paper.

She couldn't point at his nose now and ask him to surrender.

Qi Yan's lips curved slightly with a mocking smile, but her tone was calm and natural, "Thank you, I'll be there the day after tomorrow, will you go?"

"No, you and your daughter haven't seen each other for so long. You should have a lot to talk about. I will talk to your father alone in a while." Fu Qi looked at the road in front of him, his thoughts a little wandering.

There was no words all the way, Fu Qi sent Qi Yan to the apartment, and he drove back to the company first.

Downstairs in the apartment, Qi Yan did not go in, but stayed outside for a while, blowing the breeze and looking at the tall buildings in the distance.

D77 sighed: [It feels like everything is about to end, eh? In this case, can we go back early? 】

Qi Yan was a little worried: Will it really go so smoothly?

A man who climbed out of the swamp at the bottom, was cruel in his methods, ignored human life, put profit first, and put himself first.

Doesn't such a person have the means and escape route to counterattack?

She had not forgotten that he had raised many scapegoats. What if he escaped every one of them? What would be waiting for her?

Is the path she paved really useful?

She could only kill him if necessary.

Because once the mission fails, she will be trapped in this world forever and will be removed from the trial executors.

The cost of delisting is huge and is the executor’s biggest nightmare.

I hope it goes well, I hope it goes well...