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

"In other words, among the wealthy ladies in the upper class, she is considered to have character and brains."

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

"In my opinion, she either loves Ye Hao or hates Ye Hao."

"It's that she has infinite confidence in Ye Hao, and her subconscious tells her that Ye Hao can walk out safely without anyone taking action."

"This is not a good thing for us."

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

But I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.

At least judging from Ye Haoming's appearance, he doesn't have the qualifications to make a comeback easily.

After all, this is a magical city where dragons and snakes mingle, and the wind and cloud gather together.

Countless eyes from home and abroad are focused on this moment. If you want to make a small move in this place, the difficulty is many times greater than that of Yangcheng, which is one-third of an acre.

Miyamoto Sakura thought for a while, frowned slightly and said: "Young Master Fang, could it be that this woman has seen through our true intention a long time ago?"

Fang Haoqiu said calmly: "It's not difficult to see through my intentions. What's difficult is to be able to refuse this temptation."

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

"But she refused without hesitation, which cost us a chance to completely ruin Ye Hao's reputation."

"What a pity!"

Miyamoto Sakura nodded slightly, not knowing what to say.

The atmosphere in the venue fell into an awkward solemnity.

After a long time, Sakura Miyamoto returned to her original posture and said with a sweet smile: "Young Master Fang, if that's the case, are we really going to do nothing next?"

"If that's the case, I invite Mr. Fang to take a trip to Kyoto, our country. I think Mr. Fang will like the scenery there."

Fang Haoqiu laughed: "Although we can't do anything, it doesn't mean we really have to sit back and watch."

He squinted at the ceiling and slowly said: "Fujiwara Miu is indeed dead, but she had a mother. If I remember correctly, she was a shrew with an eye for money, right?"

"And for some things, if a scolding shrew is involved, the effect may be a thousand or ten thousand times better than if you and I take action."

"Of course, there must be no trace of our involvement behind the scenes, do you understand what I mean?"

...

8pm.

The most prosperous pedestrian street in Modutan, the buildings here have a history of a hundred years, and they are all in the arcade style of the early years.

Not only the locals in Shanghai like to come here, but also tourists from 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 scenery, suddenly, several commercial vehicles rushed into the central area of ​​the pedestrian street.

Before the property security guard responsible for managing this area came over to resolve the matter, a number of aunts in their fifties and sixties, dressed in sackcloth and mourning, rushed out of the car.

The fighting power of each of these aunts was astonishing. Under the stunned gaze of everyone, they saw them jumping on the roof of the car, and then banners with black and white letters were instantly pulled out and fluttered in the wind.


Chapter completed!