Hearing the words "Xia Yun", Fang Haoqiu finally turned around and glanced at Miyamoto Sakura indifferently. Then he said with great interest: "This woman is really interesting."

"Or it should be said that among the famous ladies in the upper-class circle, she has a personality and a brain."

"She was obviously extremely worried about Ye Hao, but when I proposed the deal, although she was moved, she finally refused."

"In my opinion, she doesn't love Ye Hao or hate Ye Hao."

"It's because she has infinite confidence in Ye Hao, and her subconsciously told her that no one needs to take action, Ye Hao can walk out safely without any action."

"This is not a good thing for us."

Fang Haoqiu looked regretful. Although he had not yet investigated clearly, the fundamental reason why Xia Yun was so confident.

But I feel a little uncomfortable.

At least judging from Ye Hao's obvious identity, he is not qualified to turn the tables easily.

After all, this is a demon city where dragons and snakes are mixed and wind and clouds gather.

Countless eyes at home and abroad gather at this moment. It is many times more difficult to do small moves in this place than the one-acre three-point land in Yangcheng.

Miyamoto Sakura thought for a while, frowned slightly and said, "Mr. Fang, could it be that this woman has seen through our true intentions long ago?"

Fang Haoqiu said lightly: "It is not difficult to see through my intentions, but the difficult thing is to reject this temptation."

"Because normally, even if she knows that the suggestions I made are dangerous, she should try to accept them."

"But she refused without hesitation, which gave us a chance to completely ruin Ye Hao."

"What a pity!"

Sakura Miyamoto nodded slightly, not knowing what to say.

The atmosphere in the field fell into an awkward solemnity.

After a long time, Sakura Miyamoto returned to her original posture and said with a smile: "Mr. Fang, since that's the case, will we really do nothing next?"

"If this is the case, I will invite Mr. Fang to visit Kyoto, our country. I think Mr. Fang should like the scenery there."

Fang Haoqiu laughed: "Although we can't do anything, it doesn't mean we really have to watch from the wall."

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the ceiling and said slowly, "Fujiwara Miyu is indeed dead, but she has a mother. If I remember correctly, she is a shrew who is jealous of money, right?"

"And some things that make a shrew who scolds the street appear may have a thousand times better than if you and me take action."

"Of course, there must be no trace of our attack behind this incident. Do you understand what I mean?"

......

At 8 o'clock in the evening.

The most prosperous pedestrian street in Modu Beach, the buildings in this place have a history of a hundred years, all of which are in the style of early arcades.

Not only do locals in the Magic City like to come, but even tourists at home and abroad regard this place as an internet celebrity check-in point, and countless people gather here.

While everyone was busy exploring the surrounding landscape, suddenly, several business cars rushed to the center of the pedestrian street.

Before the property security guards responsible for managing this area came to solve the problem, many aunts in their fifties and sixties rushed out of the car.
Chapter completed!