Chapter 1694

"I believe that thanks to Jin Huan's government, Shu Yan was a move he had prepared a long time ago. Even if it wasn't, he would most likely be unable to do so because of love, depriving Shu Yan of her right to have her own appearance, and forcibly plastic surgery her into He took my appearance just to satisfy his own dirty desires."

Tang Qiaoer's shaved shoulders trembled with anger in his arms, "It's understandable if she can be more beautiful. But who is willing to completely become another person's substitute and lose her original self?

Is she really willing to walk in the sunshine and have someone point at her face and say she is Tang Qiaoer? What does this mean, you know?

This means that in this world, the girl named Shu Yan is dead even if she is alive. "

Shen Jingjue instantly felt shuddering!

"She is now passing information to us secretly through Fourth Brother. This is a sign of her resistance. She is no longer willing to give in to Xie Jinhuan and be a ridiculous stand-in."

"It makes sense, Qiao'er, what you said...I never thought of it."

Shen Jingjue thought for a while and suddenly asked worriedly, "Tell me, if you come and go, will my fourth uncle be attracted to Shu Yan?"

"No. My fourth brother is more pineapple-headed than my eldest brother."

Tang Qiaoer said without hesitation, "My eldest brother has been single for so many years because he likes men, and my fourth brother's because of the special nature of his career.

He has told me before that in order to complete the tasks assigned by the organization, he has seduced as many as 80 women throughout the year, and he has long been immune to love. "

"eighty?!"

Hearing the astonishing figures, Shen Jingjue was dumbfounded, "Then, my fourth uncle's body...is it still okay?"

"Pfft! What are you thinking about?"

Tang Qiaoer poked his forehead with her fingertips, "My fourth brother is a prostitute rather than a prostitute, okay?

Anyway, don't worry, what you are worried about will never happen. "

*

Early the next morning.

Wen Qiang went out to buy ingredients, returned to the kitchen of the studio, and happily sang a ditty to prepare meals and snacks for Tang Qiaoer.

Seeing that it was almost noon, she was about to call Tang Qiaoer when her assistant hurried in.

"Literature designer, we have a guest."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No."

"Are you doing anything next to me on the first day? My rules include no reservations."

The assistant frowned helplessly, "I said it, but this lady is very stubborn. She said that if she doesn't see you today, she will stay here until you see her."

"Damn it! Where did this scoundrel come from, and he still sings like this here with me!"

Wen Qiang put her hands on her hips and waved her bare hands skillfully, "Don't worry about her, let her do whatever she wants. If she can stay up till night, I can prepare the floor for her!"

The assistant nodded awkwardly, and just as she was about to turn around and leave, Wen Qiang stopped her again:

"Where did this woman come from?"

"She said her name is Yunshan, and she is the wife of the eldest young master of the Xie Group."

Upon hearing "Ms. Xie," Wen Qiang's eyes suddenly darkened, and she pulled off her apron, "Take her to my office, and I'll see her."