Chapter 657 Psychiatric Prison Murderer No. 036 (91)

In front of Fu Qiran's gaze, which was like a death ray, Sriya'an put his hand on Jiaoyang's hair, and then stroked it a few more times as it felt good.

He raised the corners of his lips: "After all, our little sweetheart will be sad."

Looking at Jiaoyang's nonchalant expression just now, I thought her injuries were not serious. Now that she saw her injuries clearly, Sriya'an's eyes began to become gloomy, with green light flickering, brewing a dangerous storm.

"You" Xilin frowned.

"What little sweetheart, isn't she your sister?" Fu Qiran put his pockets in his pocket and said jokingly.

"Mr. Fu, please discipline your niece in the future. If I find her bullying my little sweetheart again, don't blame me for being rude to her."

Sriyan raised the corners of his lips.

The rudeness in the pervert's mouth is like skinning her muscles and then cutting off the flesh piece by piece.

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows.

Fu Qiran's face darkened. It was always a bad mood to be threatened by a love rival, let alone in front of her. But since he was speaking for Jiaoyang, he just snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Fu Weiwei was stunned.

She, bullying her? It was obviously her and Xilin, they were almost driven crazy by this woman just now, the initiative never fell into their hands.

But when she looked up and saw her uncle's face, she had to swallow what she wanted to say.

After living in the Fu family for so many years, I still have the ability to judge the situation.

Sriyaan stood in front of her, and then walked towards Xilin, as if a gloomy wind was blowing around him.

Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment and subconsciously pulled him. Now Xilin had begun to suspect, she was worried that this pervert might have spilled the beans in his excitement.

However, Sirian ignored her obstruction, pushed her away, and went straight to Xilin. Fu Lestlin stretched out his arms, hugged her from behind, and came close to her with a bright smile.

"Sweetheart, don't worry so much about your current situation."

Jiaoyang's mouth twitched.

The false gentleness in Sriya'an's eyes faded, and his chin was raised arrogantly: "Jiaoyang may be like a piece of grass in the eyes of you powerful children, but here, she is regarded as a treasure, and she is held in the palm of our hands.

Come on, the little princess who wants to put all the good things in front of her. Now that you have a fiancée, please marry me properly. If you dare to continue to pester her and hurt her in the slightest, I will definitely kill your entire Sichar.

The family suffered a devastating disaster."

"Oh, the whole Si Chaer?" Xilin looked disdainful, almost offended, and sneered coldly. He had long felt that this man was not what he seemed.

Although he and Jiaoyang were brother and sister, they were not related by blood. From early on, he felt that this man's attitude towards Jiaoyang was ambiguous, as if he was deliberately hanging her.

Now he deliberately came to him and said these words in order to show off as a hero in front of her.

Xilin had a bad smile on his lips, his smile was frivolous and unrestrained, and he refused to give in: "What are you capable of?"

"Never underestimate anyone who can stand in front of you."

Especially when the crime the person committed is enough to serve him in jail, but he can still stand in front of you unharmed.

You can't afford the perverted revenge if your intelligence is over 200.

The corner of Sriya'an's mouth curled up slightly. There were countless financial groups that had their families ruined because of him. In the criminal world, his repeated achievements can bear his pride.

Fu Weiwei was watching anxiously. She had no role to interrupt here, but she didn't understand why Xilin didn't explain everything clearly to them.

It’s not that they want to pester Sheng Jiaoyang!

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Chapter completed!