"Miss Jian guessed wrong."
It's not Si Yuhuan!
That's right!
She defied Si Yuhuan's intentions, escaped from him, and encountered one difficulty after another.
At this moment, Jian Xi feels extremely regretful.
Joining forces with these demons is worse than being controlled by him in the hospital.
"My boss is Song Xicheng!"
A single sentence made Jian Xi feel as if she were in an ice cellar.
Completely chilled.
....
Inside the villa.
Jian Xi was just pushed in.
A plane flew over the lawn outside the door, the deafening roar making her turn her head.
Song Xicheng, dressed in a champagne-colored suit, descended coolly, saw Jian Xi at the door, and gave her a devilish smile before striding over.
His long legs brought him in front of Jian Xi in just a few steps.
He looked down from above, exuding an oppressive aura.
"Is President Song planning to strong-arm this?"
One enemy after another has come knocking, her trip to W Country seems to truly have been cursed.
