321. Chapter 321 Remember to change the double bed for me 3
When she entered, she saw Mu Yao sitting under the sink crying loudly, her makeup was all stained from crying, half of the false eyelashes on her eyes fell off, and tears flowed down the dark eyebrow pencil...
Mu Yao, who has always loved beauty, didn't notice it and was still crying.
That moment.
Jiang Weiyi knew that although Xiang Yutian was in AN, his remaining men outside had taken care of Mu Yao's family for him.
Extremely cruel means...
While Jiang Weiwei felt chilled by Xiang Yutian's method, he quickly packed his luggage.
She was afraid that Mu Yao would go crazy with anger and rush to find Xiang Yutian to settle the score.
Xiang Yutian in AN is just a prisoner.
"Ding dong——"
The doorbell suddenly came from outside.
Who will be in her new apartment? Anjo?
Jiang Weiwei walked to the door in confusion, pressed the peephole monitor, and saw Lone Eagle's face appearing on the monitor screen.
Lone Ying stood at the door with an anxious look on his face, flipping his messy short silver hair, and shouted loudly, "Bitch named Jiang! I know you are in there! Come out!"
"Weren't you arrested?" Jiang Weiwei was stunned.
"We haven't been transferred to a secret place. It's not easy to get out of the police detention rooms." Lone Eagle snorted coldly and continued to knock on the door and yell, "Bitch, open the door quickly!"
Sure enough, Xiang Yutian's remaining power cannot be underestimated.
Jiang Weiwei understood Gu Ying's hatred for him and decided to let him vent it, so he reached out and opened the door.
The moment the door opens.
Jiang only saw the big scene.
There was not only Lone Ying standing outside the door, but dozens of men in black suits standing in the corridor outside. They all wore sunglasses and stood with their hands behind their backs, standing in a misaligned position.
At first glance, he looks like a well-trained person.
The air was unusually tense.
Lone Ying stepped aside, and the men in suits suddenly stood in two lines, leaving a way out until they reached the elevator door.
"bite."
Elevator arrives.
The metal door slowly opened.
Two men in suits walked out of the elevator first.
Immediately, a pair of shiny crocodile leather shoes stepped out of the elevator entrance. The straight trouser legs were ironed properly. Further up, a hand was adjusting the sleeves.
Wearing a fox head ring on the index finger of her left hand, it is pure ink color, and the fox head's gaze exudes sharpness and domineering.
The cufflinks are sparkling diamonds, dazzling.
Jiang Weiwei raised his eyes and saw a man about 45 years old walking out of the elevator. He had a hard face with no expression, his facial features were slightly darker and he had a mixed-race feeling, and his eyes were sparkling with energy.
There is a sense of self-centeredness in his every move.
This feeling seems familiar.
Jiang Weiwei stood there, watching intently.
It was as if he had built-in sound effects. As soon as this man walked out, his footsteps were so light and silent, but it was as if he could hear the domineering footsteps that resounded in his ears.
A powerful middle-aged man.
Jiang Weiwei looked at this man and his eyes fell on the ring on his hand.
It was exactly the same ring as the one on Xiang Yutian's hand.
She still remembered that it was the ring that Xiang Yutian had a deep mysophobia but still had to pick it up from the trash can...
"Mr. Xiang!"
The middle-aged man came over, and the men in suits on both sides, including Lone Ying, all bent at 90 degrees, wanting to kneel on the ground to greet him.
"..."
Jiang Weiyi's heart skipped a beat.
This is Xiang Yutian's adoptive father--Xiang Rongjin.
If Xiang Yutian is the underworld myth in Southeast Asia, then Xiang Rongjin is undoubtedly the promoter who cultivated the myth. When she entered, she saw Mu Yao sitting under the sink and crying loudly, her makeup was all stained and her eyes were stained with tears.
Half of her false eyelashes fell off, and tears flowed down the dark eyebrow pencil...
Mu Yao, who has always loved beauty, didn't notice it and was still crying.
That moment.
Jiang Weiyi knew that although Xiang Yutian was in AN, his remaining men outside had taken care of Mu Yao's family for him.
Extremely cruel means...
While Jiang Weiwei felt chilled by Xiang Yutian's method, he quickly packed his luggage.
She was afraid that Mu Yao would go crazy with anger and rush to find Xiang Yutian to settle the score.
Xiang Yutian in AN is just a prisoner.
"Ding dong——"
The doorbell suddenly came from outside.
Who will be in her new apartment? Anjo?
Jiang Weiwei walked to the door in confusion, pressed the peephole monitor, and saw Lone Eagle's face appearing on the monitor screen.
Lone Ying stood at the door with an anxious look on his face, flipping his messy short silver hair, and shouted loudly, "Bitch named Jiang! I know you are in there! Come out!"
"Weren't you arrested?" Jiang Weiwei was stunned.
"We haven't been transferred to a secret place. It's not easy to get out of the police detention rooms." Lone Eagle snorted coldly and continued to knock on the door and yell, "Bitch, open the door quickly!"
Sure enough, Xiang Yutian's remaining power cannot be underestimated.
Jiang Weiwei understood Gu Ying's hatred for him and decided to let him vent it, so he reached out and opened the door.
The moment the door opens.
Jiang only saw the big scene.
There was not only Lone Ying standing outside the door, but dozens of men in black suits standing in the corridor outside. They all wore sunglasses and stood with their hands behind their backs, standing in a misaligned position.
At first glance, he looks like a well-trained person.
The air was unusually tense.
Lone Ying stepped aside, and the men in suits suddenly stood in two lines, leaving a way out until they reached the elevator door.
"bite."
Elevator arrives.
The metal door slowly opened.
Two men in suits walked out of the elevator first.
Immediately, a pair of shiny crocodile leather shoes stepped out of the elevator entrance. The straight trouser legs were ironed properly. Further up, a hand was adjusting the sleeves.
Wearing a fox head ring on the index finger of her left hand, it is pure ink color, and the fox head's gaze exudes sharpness and domineering.
The cufflinks are sparkling diamonds, dazzling.
Jiang Weiwei raised his eyes and saw a man about 45 years old walking out of the elevator. He had a hard face with no expression, his facial features were slightly darker and he had a mixed-race feeling, and his eyes were sparkling with energy.
There is a sense of self-centeredness in his every move.
This feeling seems familiar.
Jiang Weiwei stood there, watching intently.
It was as if he had built-in sound effects. As soon as this man walked out, his footsteps were so light and silent, but it was as if he could hear the domineering footsteps that resounded in his ears.
A powerful middle-aged man.
Jiang Weiwei looked at this man and his eyes fell on the ring on his hand.
It was exactly the same ring as the one on Xiang Yutian's hand.
She still remembered that it was the ring that Xiang Yutian had a deep mysophobia but still had to pick it up from the trash can...
"Mr. Xiang!"
The middle-aged man came over, and the men in suits on both sides, including Lone Ying, all bent at 90 degrees, wanting to kneel on the ground to greet him.
"..."
Jiang Weiyi's heart skipped a beat.
This is Xiang Yutian's adoptive father--Xiang Rongjin.
If Xiang Yutian is the underworld myth of Southeast Asia, then Xiang Rongjin is undoubtedly the promoter who cultivated the myth.