The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Sitting in the auditorium, Shen Cizhou breathed out slowly. The black brim of the hat covered the dark brown eyes of Danfeng, and his slender fingertips pinched the phone.

The lights of the venue dangled, and the firm jaws were enough to make people think.

In less than half a minute.

Lu Chuwan ran off the stage holding the large chunks of Chunguang on his waist with red eyes.

"Ah! What's wrong with my goddess? How can my clothes break if my clothes are good? I bullied my goddess, and I killed him!!!"

Shen Cizhou patted the talking boy, waited for someone to turn around, and said without urgency: "Big brother, be careful when going out tonight. I paid for a car and hit you."

Without waiting for any response, he got up and left, and then sent a message to Fu Zhi, "Your cousin has more affairs than your eldest brother. You are typically ugly and beautiful. I suggest you assassinate people as soon as possible to avoid endangering the long-term security of your Lu family ."

Fu Zhi did not reply.

Backstage, throughout the dressing room, only Lu Chuwan's heartbreaking cries could be heard.

The white sling bellflower skirt was extensively damaged, and Xu Tongtong's angle clearly saw her white underwear.

In fact, it was not just her, even if Lu Chuwan was stronger and covered it tightly, especially in the last moment, everyone in the venue saw it...

Like Zhou Tingting, Lu Chuwan took the route of a pure goddess in school.

But now--

Where did the eldest be wronged? She held the cloth on her chest and hid in Bai Yao's arms and cried.

Bai Yao coaxed a few words, not acting, she inadvertently placed her gaze on Fu Zhi, thinking of something unexpectedly, and suddenly pointed at her: "Are you right? You just said that we will regret it! I just said it. If you are jealous of us Wanwan looks good, you will secretly manipulate her skirt and make us look ugly!"

"The net gauze of the bellflower skirt is very thin and has no elasticity."

Shen Cizhou only pulled the diamonds of the bellflower skirt. In other words, Fu Zhi raised his head and slowly said, "Don't make excuses, it's just that she is too strong."

"Fu Zhi, you--!"

Fu Zhi glanced at her, "Me?"

Bai Yao was choked with Fu Zhi's blood in her throat.

She said that this girl is not simple, she used to pretend to be honest before co-authoring in Lu's old house!

Bai Yao thought, suddenly got up from the chair, crazy, pulled the cheongsam on the dressing table, took a pair of scissors, and cut it, yelling: "You're just an adopted daughter, and your sister can't participate in the competition. Don't want to show off on stage!"

Xu Wei hurried to grab it, and when Bai Yao let go, the black cheongsam was cut a lot from the collar.

"Bai Yao, what are you doing!" Xu Wei touched the cheongsam on her hand, shaking with anger.

"What do you care about me?" Bai Yao threw the scissors onto the dressing table, "Since it was something to give us Wanwan, I can deal with it as my mother wants to, and it has nothing to do with you!"

After that, Fu Zhi's eyes were white.

"You want to dress beautifully and go to the competition, it's a dream!"

After Bai Yao finished shouting, outside the door, Shen Cizhou, who was wearing a high school uniform, opened the door. His long legs took a step forward, leaning against the wall, and his temperament was slightly depressed, "Fu Zhi, your dress is here. ."

Xu Wei was taken aback for a moment, and before regaining consciousness, she woke up and ran to the door.

Shen Cizhou threw the gift box over his hand. There was a smell of smoke on his body, and his voice was cold and hoarse, "Postage 200."

When it comes to money, Fu Zhili ignored him.

Still awake, obediently took the phone out of his pocket and scanned the code for payment.

Very neat, she looks like a rich woman.

Shen Cizhou said: "Miss Sister, add a friend, you will pay back the money she owes in the future."

Su Xing was very excited and felt that she was no longer a waste at Fu Zhi's place, and smiled, "Okay, okay! My wish is to spend money on Zhizhi!"

Fu Zhi: "..."

Wake up and bounced and put the box on the counter, "Zhizhi, I will open it for you!"

Seeing the person nodded, his awakened hand flipped slightly.

A celadon-colored gauze skirt is neatly placed in the gilt gold gift box, which outlines the bright and civilized ink painting of China.

There is a letter at the top, signed by international designer Martin.

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