On the surface, the dog is actually a wolf dog.
YG Flight President Mr. Xie's vest is thicker than his face, and he is always caught off guard when he loses his horse. He Jingyi's vest, which is a new talent in the entertainment industry, competes with Mr. Xie's. The two of them are superficially affectionate, and the various vest accounts are in hot water.
The little fresh meat He Jingyi recalled the cruel trick she staged before falling off the horse, and her intestines turned green with regret.
"Boss, what do you and S have to talk about?" Fei Fei has been struggling with this question for three days, and he still can't think of an answer.
He Jingyi pretended to be calm and took a sip of tea: "I need to confirm one thing."
"What happens after confirmation?"
He Jingyi told the truth: "If it were him, I would die miserably. If it weren't for him, Angel would die miserably."
A light suddenly flashed in Fei Fei's mind. He seemed to have caught something, but it seemed as if he had caught nothing.
Angel's people had already arrived, and Fei Fei couldn't ask any more questions, so he could only retreat behind He Jingyi and act like a blocker. The one who opened the door was Song Qian. He turned sideways and didn't see who was in the room.
Xie Yu actually didn't quite understand death's special emphasis on being honest with each other, but since he agreed, he didn't hide it much.
Fei Fei's eyes almost popped out of his head, and he quickly lowered his head to look at He Jingyi who was sitting upright.
——If it were him, I would die miserably.
Fei Feixin said, why the hell did you die miserably? You don't want to die anymore.
Intention: All roads lead to Rome, even if you get sidetracked on the way there.