"Oh, our Brother Biao has been rejected. This is rare."
"This girl is so fierce, even Brother Biao dares to refuse her."
When Wang Biao returned to the car, his dejected look was immediately ridiculed by his friends. His face was ashen and he punched the steering wheel fiercely, "I can't spare her!"
"Brother Biao is going to kill me, but it's a pity that he ran away a long time ago."
"I remember her license plate number, five nines!" Wang Biao snorted: "Wait a minute, I want her to kneel down and lick her shoes!"
The bad friends said curiously: "Five nines, this is the meaning of ninety-five supremes. Brother Biao, this girl has a good background. I advise you to be careful!"
"Who does the Wang family in Jiangcheng have to be afraid of?" Wang Biao said arrogantly.
Dear friends, think about it carefully.
Jiangcheng is bigger than Yuncheng, and the Wang family's power in Jiangcheng can be said to be overwhelming with one hand.
Although Wang Biao is only a branch of the Wang family, his backing is the Wang family. Because of this, he can walk sideways in the two cities.
No matter who the racing girl is, if she offends the Wang family in Jiangcheng, she will definitely not end well.
The bad friends all had their own motives, but they thought it would be a pity that such a racing expert would become Wang Biao's plaything.
However, women are originally just the playthings of their men.
They laughed, ignored traffic rules, and started racing on major arterial roads. The harsh roar of engines resounded through the road, causing passers-by to look unhappy and say, "Bah! A bunch of idle street kids!"
In the cafe.
Fu Changting was wearing Bai Zongming's old clothes, a peaked cap and a mask. He sat in the corner and looked out from time to time.
A Bugatti Veyron came into his sight, and he saw a beautiful drift. This multi-million dollar super sports car, which has been discontinued, was parked outside the coffee shop.
Fu Changting couldn't help but show a hint of envy in his eyes.
This Bugatti Veyron is a black and red classic version that has been discontinued. It is a supercar that even money cannot buy.
I don’t know who could own such an eye-catching and arrogant sports car.
He couldn't help but stare wide-eyed, wanting to see who the owner of the car was.
However.
God does not fulfill man's wishes.
The person who came out of the super car was none other than Bai Yao, whom he hated the most!
"Why is it her!" Fu Changting was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood!
Needless to say, this bitch also bought this supercar with his money!
When he thought of Bai Yao using his billion to live in luxury and luxury, he became extremely angry.
This is all his fucking hard-earned money!
Bai Yao stepped on high heels with utmost elegance and aloofness, walked into the coffee shop, and saw Fu Changting sitting in the corner.
It had only been a day since we last met, and Fu Changting's whole demeanor had become much older. Sitting there with his hunched body, he was no longer as energetic as he was a year ago.
Bai Yao looked at him indifferently.
The two little ghost heads were still hanging on him like koalas, and there was a faint black air lingering on top of his head.
Obviously, the nightmare hasn't come out of his body yet.
Bai Yao was too lazy to catch the nightmare ghost.
She sat down gracefully.
Fu Changting couldn't wait to speak, "Have you brought the real estate certificate and bank card?"
"No." Bai Yao said calmly.
"No?!" Fu Changting became angry and pulled off his sunglasses, glaring at her with his squinting eyes, "Aren't you afraid of losing your reputation?"
Bai Yao shrugged and said he didn't care.
"I know you are shameless, okay! Even if you are not afraid of yourself, then you are not afraid that I will post the photos of Su Yunshen at your home on the Internet and ruin his reputation! Su Yunshen is different from you, he is a well-known star."
"If I pass it on, your sweetheart's future will be ruined, ruined by your own hands!"
Fu Changting shook the phone in his hand and sneered: "Want money or people, you choose!"
Bai Yao's red lips curled slightly and she smiled wantonly, "I want both money and people."
"You're tough, right? OK, I'll show you now what it's like to be drowned in the saliva of thousands of netizens!" Fu Changting said and was about to upload a photo of Su Yunshen at her home.
But when I rummaged through it, that photo was the only thing missing from the album.
He obviously saved the photo.
It's okay, it's still on WeChat.
Fu Changting quickly opened the dialog box with Bai Weiwei, and when he saw it, he was stunned.
All the chat records between him and Weiwei disappeared, and the dialog box became blank.
"What, what's going on?" Fu Changting finally panicked and quickly called the private detective regardless of whether Bai Yao was present or not.
"Aren't you a hacker? Please check for me. Why are the photos and chat history on my phone missing?"
There was a painful groan from the private detective on the other end, and immediately after, the phone seemed to have been snatched away.
"Man in shorts, you will never recover the photo records I deleted~" Bai Ling chuckled.
Fu Changting stared at Bai Yao in disbelief, "It was you...it was you! But how could you..."
He was confused, completely confused!
How could this bitch know these things and attack him so quickly?
In his eyes, Bai Yao is just a country bumpkin, but when did the bumpkin understand this?
"Bitch, I don't care what you did, just give me the money back. That's my chance to make a comeback!" Fu Changting became so angry that he couldn't care less about his image and slapped the table.
Bai Yao took a sip of coffee calmly.
Coffee always has a hint of bitterness.
Let it go if she doesn't like it.
"I want you to pay back the money!"
Fu Changting was so angry that the veins on his forehead were beating wildly, and his face was as ferocious as an evil ghost.
"Even if I give you one billion, you still won't be able to turn around." Bai Yao said calmly: "Your Fu Group has been in ruins since you were promiscuous, played with girls, and aborted your own flesh and blood. Now it's just
The time is up, no matter what you do, you can't change the outcome of your Fu family's bankruptcy."
"I don't believe it!" Fu Changting yelled unwillingly: "If you hadn't taken away one billion, how could the Fu Group have turned into such a miserable situation?"
"Bitch, this is all your fault!"
Bai Yao was a little funny, "The billion I took was just the straw that broke the camel's back."
"and……"
She stood up leisurely and leaned over.
He grabbed his crooked cheek and pinched it hard.
"Even if it's all my fault, how can you stand up to me? The winner is the king and the loser is the trash."
Fu Changting's jawbone was in severe pain when she pinched him, and his forehead was so painful that he was covered in sweat.
Looking at the cold and arrogant Bai Yao, he suddenly felt that he was completely out of control of this country bumpkin.
At this moment, he even regretted why he asked the housekeeper to take her to Yuncheng a year ago, and why he had ill intentions to humiliate the country bumpkin in public so that she could feel the gap between her and him and take the initiative to hand over the betrothal gift.
If he hadn't asked the housekeeper to take Bai Yao into the city, wouldn't all this have happened?
He is still the high-ranking president of the Fu Group.
And she is still a bumpkin who can't get on the stage.
Unfortunately, there is no if in the world.
Fu Changting narrowed his eyes sharply. He had already broken up with Bai Yao, and it was useless to beg her again. At worst, everyone would die and no one would survive!
"Bitch! Go to hell!"
He suddenly took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed it into Bai Yao's abdomen.
The blood dripped to the ground, like a majestic blooming blood rose, so alluring and scarlet.