Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Jian Shutong's eyes lingered for a moment.

She frowned when she looked at Shi Qinglan, and saw the girl's delicate face, Sheng Xue, and she was looking at herself with a smile at the moment, her eyebrows were full of magnanimity.

"You said you are Qingyue?" Jian Shutong smiled lightly.

Shi Qinglan picked up the corner of her eyes lazily and charmingly, her clear and enchanting eyes curled a little enchantingly, "Maybe I'm going to disappoint Miss Jian, the so-called mistress... it happens to be me."

"I, it's Qingyue!" Her red lips lightly opened, and her clear voice was like a stream of blue stone, and the words were neat and distinct.

Jian Shutong's pupils shrank suddenly, and suddenly felt a tingling scalp.

Even though it felt incredible, but when she met Shi Qinglan's eyes, she could read determination and determination from her eyes, and she could not see the half-distracted emotions.

"How could you..." Jian Shutong's voice tightened.

She stared at the girl in front of her closely, her eyes seemed to penetrate her, she couldn't wait to see through this beautiful skin to see if her words were true or false.

Shi Qinglan's red lips curled slightly, "How can it be impossible?"

Her eyes drooped slightly, her slender and white jade fingers were playing with the photos, and there was a bit of mockery in her smile.

"Ms. Jian wanted to step on my high hatred in the studio. I still remember that when I came to Qinglan Water Pavilion today, did you send her face to me?" When Shi Qinglan looked at her, her eyes were slightly cold.

Jian Shutong felt a little guilty because of her forced questioning.

She gripped her handbag tightly, her long fingernails and her skin were slowly sinking in, "Miss Shi doesn't have to make up such a lie for the sake of face, if Qingyue is really a wealthy daughter, how could she not disclose her identity to make herself more comfortable ?"

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan couldn't help feeling a little funny.

In Jian Shutong's eyes, identity background is the most reliable guarantee for the mixed entertainment industry. She thinks this way, and feels that everyone should like to show off their identity like her.

Unfortunately, neither Shi Qinglan nor Shi Qingan did this.

"Believe it or not." She dropped a few words in a cool voice.

At the sound of the sound, she raised her hand and threw those photos onto Jian Shutong's face. The photo paper was sharp, and one corner of the photo was scratched off guard when she brushed her face.

"Hiss——" Jian Shutong took a breath of pain.

She immediately raised her hand to cover her face, only to feel a fierce pain in the delicate skin, and vaguely noticed a few sticky and coolness, as if traces of blood penetrated from the wound.

Jian Shutong's complexion changed slightly, "Shi Qinglan, you..."

"Miss Jian, you can post this group of photos directly on Weibo and try to see what the consequences will be!"

Shi Qinglan squinted his eyes slightly, and there was a hint of displeasure in those cool, clear eyes, "I warn you for the last time, don't provoke me again, otherwise it won't be as simple as scratching my face next time!"

At the sound of falling, she directly closed the door of the villa.

A loud bang suddenly sounded, "Bang—"

When the door closed, there was a sharp cool breeze. The unexpectedly closed door almost caught Jian Shutong's face, scared her to stagger backwards and almost fell off the stairs with her feet.

"Shi Qinglan!" Jian Shutong was desperately furious.

She was so angry that her chest was constantly rising and falling, looking down at the photos that were thrown on the ground, her eyes were full of resentment and dissatisfaction.

But just as she was about to bend down to pick up the photo, she suddenly heard a cold voice behind her, as if swept a little bit of anger, "What are you doing here."

Upon hearing this, Jian Shutong's back stiffened suddenly.

Her palms were instantly filled with cold sweat, and when her eyes swept across the photos, a strong sense of guilt occupied her entire heart!

What time is it now, how could Bo Yucheng, as the president, come home from get off work so early? This is something she didn't expect...

"Bo, Bo master." Jian Shutong replied with some guilty conscience.

She immediately bent over to pick up the photos in a panic and hid them, but unexpectedly the man walked over at a dash, and suddenly bent down and picked up a photo scattered on the ground...

Upon seeing this, Bo Yucheng's long and narrow eyes suddenly narrowed.

He raised his eyes to look at Jian Shutong, his deep eyes gradually filled with a little bit of yin bird, swept in anger and coldness, "Where did these photos come from?"

Hearing that, Jian Shutong's heart sank slightly.

The sticky feeling of cold sweat in the palm of her palm made her a little uncomfortable, and she pressed her lips tightly, "Boy, I..."

"Are you here to send these photos to Lan Lan?" Bo Yucheng's voice was cold, and his sonorous words were full of inquiries.

The purpose of Jian Shutong's behavior cannot be more obvious.

She didn't know that Qingyue was Shi Qinglan. She sent the photos to separate their feelings. She hoped that she could use Shi's wealthy daughter as a gun to help her deal with Qingyue!

"I...Boy, I'm not..."

"Enough." Bo Yucheng interrupted her suddenly.

He squinted his eyes and stared at the woman tightly. Those deep and mysterious eyes are deep and mysterious, but this inexplicable meaning is the most terrifying, "I don't need to listen to your explanation."

Jian Shutong's back was gradually covered with cold sweat.

She also counted the time when she came to Qinglan Water Pavilion. She thought that Bo Yucheng should be very busy as a top rich man in power. At this point, even ordinary wage earners had just left work. I did not expect that the man in power had already returned home early. ...

"What's it called?" Bo Yucheng's lips lightly opened.

He is not interested in remembering the names of other women, at most because this person has provoked him, so he can barely remember the last name as Jane.

The woman gritted her teeth and said, "Jian Shutong..."

"Jian Shutong." Bo Yucheng repeated her name in a cold voice, then sneered, "I remember."

Reluctantly remember for two days, and then forget it after processing.

Jian Shutong heard the danger in the man’s voice, she said in a flustered voice, “Boy, in fact, things are not what you think, these photos are not me...”

"Miss Jian thought I was blind?" Bo Yucheng interrupted her.

Hearing this, Jian Shutong paused suddenly, his body slightly stiff.

Then he listened to the man’s voice in a cold voice, “Come and send a photo to Lan Lan to try to provoke the separation, and then use her as a gunman to help you deal with people you can’t understand. Ms. Jian is a good way.

"I..." Jian Shutong panicked instantly.

She has never been a person with any clever means. Before that, she was able to rely on Nine Sisters for marketing. Now when facing Bo Yucheng alone, she is completely shy!

Bo Yucheng said with a cold lips, "Miss Jian, I advise you to enjoy the last two days...Since you dare to cause trouble, you should also think about the consequences that you have to bear!"

Hearing that, Jian Shutong staggered backwards slightly.

She felt a rush of blood rushing to the top of her head, which made her a little dazed, but she heard a bang before she recovered.

Bo Yucheng ignored her and went straight back to the villa.