Fu Shao's favorite treasure: madam, don't run away

If everything she had before was for today, then she would rather not have it from the beginning.

She tried to call her mother, but her mother was avoiding her on purpose and didn't answer the phone at all. She didn't know where to find someone, and An Hang would not let her leave the house.

Today was the first time she went out in the past two months, and there were a bunch of people guarding outside, so she couldn't escape at all.

This hotel was also purchased by Anjia before, and all the people here, including the people at the gate, belonged to Anhang, and she had nowhere to escape.

An Qiao held Ye Ling's wrist: "An Qiao, help me, help me, please."

"I really don't want to live like this anymore, I've had enough."

Her hands trembled, and her body trembled too. When she thought of staying in that house and thinking of An Hang by her side, she felt that life was gloomy, and every day was sad, and every day was like a year.

　 Ye Ling looked at An Qiao, feeling sorry for what happened to her but there was nothing she could do. After all, it was An's business.

"Sorry I can't help it."

Putting his hand on An Qiao's, he pushed her hand away, not giving An Qiao any hope.

Because she can't promise this kind of thing, giving hope will only make people more disappointed, and she will hold on to that little hope every day and then get more and more disappointed.

An Qiao's tearful eyes looked at Ye Ling with misty eyes, a look of unwillingness flashed across that haggard and aged face.

"Why, why don't you even help me? You have Fu Yuhan by your side. Even if you blame An Hang for me, it won't do anything to you. You said we were friends before, so could it be that you were lying to me? Why? You are not willing to help me as a friend with such a small matter."

An Qiao looked puzzled, Fu Yuhan was powerful, if he helped her escape from An Hang's side, An Hang would not do anything to Ye Ling, and the Fu family would not suffer any harm. He would not even do such a thing for the sake of his friends. What are you calling a friend?

"Otherwise, you go and make me and I make you. How about we switch identities?"

An Qiao had a plan in his heart, and said eagerly.

Ye Ling was shocked when he said this, could An Qiao say such a thing?
"You can be Mrs. An, and you can have everything you want. An Hang will give you everything you want. We are about the same height, only this face is missing. As long as you go for plastic surgery and make it look like me, I will make it like you Let’s switch identities, shall we! I will try my best to learn your tone of voice and study the design so that those people won’t see the clues! Ye Ling and we are good friends, so please help me!”

An Qiao spoke incoherently, and what he said made Ye Ling feel ridiculous and felt that the person in front of him was unfamiliar. Why could An Qiao say such words, and he said them so confidently?
"An Qiao, let alone a friend, even if I were your own sister, I wouldn't do this."

Ye Ling rolled his eyes and rejected An Qiao's suggestion.

"Why, you didn't say that at the beginning, I know, you are also like those people, seeing that I am not liked, so you also dislike me, you are like those people, you have Fu Yuhan's love and protection for so long, So what if you lent him to me, I had good things to share with you before, why didn't you want to share Fu Yuhan with me. "

"I'm really fed up. I'm fed up with him looking for women every day. I'm fed up with him beating me every day. Now she even claims that Xiaosan's child is mine."

An Qiao backed away, as if the whole world had betrayed her, and Ye Ling approached her just because she was the young lady of the An family and was doted on by An Lei.

A hint of jealousy and envy flashed in An Qiao's eyes.

She really envied Fu Yuhan's feelings for Ye Ling, that's what she always wanted.

The Prince Charming she has been looking for is the type of Fu Yuhan, who will protect her no matter what happens. She watched the live broadcast of Ye Ling's kidnapping before, and saw that Fu Yuhan rushed inside for Ye Ling and rescued her without fear of danger. , she envied Ye Ling for having such a man by her side.

Ye Ling frowned slightly, looking at An Qiao as if she were a stranger.

"Borrowing? This kind of thing is not just borrowing. Fu Yuhan is a person, someone I like, and I can't share her with anyone. An Qiao, I sympathize with your experience but I can't help you. What you said just now That method is simply a fantasy, even if you have plastic surgery to look like me, Fu Yuhan will recognize it."

Ye Ling said categorically that she didn't understand why An Qiao was so distorted, but one thing was for sure, she would not agree to An Qiao's proposal, let alone lend the person she liked to others.

Let her be tortured instead of her, is she crazy?
"I'm good at imitating people. Fu Yuhan won't know it. If you don't believe me, let me try. Let me try, okay? I really don't want to be with that devil anymore, Ye Ling, help me Bar."

An Qiao's whole body has collapsed, and the only person she can ask for now is Ye Ling.

Ye Ling retreated: "Sorry, I can't help you, Yu Han is still waiting for me inside, so I'm sorry."

After Ye Ling finished speaking, she turned around.

After walking a few steps, he stopped: "If I were you, I would find a way to leave instead of thinking about those things in the Arabian Nights. As long as you are a person, you have weaknesses. As long as you have weaknesses, you can find opportunities to attack. It is impossible for a person to be vigilant all his life and there will always be times when he slackens, as long as he keeps an eye on..."

Before Ye Ling finished speaking, he heard the voice behind him: "If you don't want to help me, don't pretend to say these things. I have heard these words too much, and you don't want to help me at all."

An Qiao's voice was full of resentment and viciousness, and she was extremely disappointed in Ye Ling, as if Ye Ling had done something wrong to her.

Ye Ling sighed softly, and since An Qiao didn't want to hear it, he didn't want to continue, and turned to leave.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and An Qiao crouched down on the ground covering his ears, crying loudly.

She used to be a little princess and was held in the hands of others, but now she looks like a lunatic, even Ye Ling despises her.

And Ye Ling was only her designer two months ago, and now she is even more favored by Fu Yuhan.

Why is God so unfair!

Why can't she get the favor of a man like Fu Yuhan but marry the devil An Hang.

An Zuoqiao, that doesn't mean love, that means hate, it means trying to lock her up in Anjia for the rest of her life and torture her.

An Hang is a demon, he just wants to torture her.

Maybe there was no one to talk about the depression in the past two months, but now that her emotions are released, her whole body is full of negative energy, and her heart becomes more and more distorted.

She prayed for so long for An Hang to invite Ye Ling and Fu Yuhan to ask Ye Ling for her help, but Ye Ling not only refused to help her, but also refused her request.

"Tsk tsk, Ye Ling's friend is really meaningless. She can walk away when a good friend suffers from such a thing. In fact, she doesn't accompany you as a friend at all. She was with you before because you are the An family's eldest brother." Miss, now that you are like this, she doesn't want to get close to you."

Leaning against the wall alone, An Qiao looked up, looking at the woman with blurred eyes, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes for fear of being seen.

If she sees An Hang and speaks out, she will definitely beat and scold her.

An Hang is a person with strong self-esteem and face. If she dares to do anything that makes An Hang unhappy, An Hang can torture her to death.

An Lei turned a blind eye to An Hang's torment, which was tantamount to acquiescing to his actions.

"Who are you!"

An Qiao asked cautiously, stood up, and took two steps back.

"Me? Don't worry, I'm on your side and here to help you."

"I won't tell you what happened just now, but I'm not worth it for you. You treat Ye Ling as a good friend but you are only a stepping stone. It's a stepping stone for her to become a designer. After using it, you throw it away."

When An Qiao heard this, he felt that it made sense.

If it wasn't for using her as a stepping stone, why did Ye Ling not agree to the condition she just proposed.

"You know Ye Ling?"

"I know, the person who was used as a stepping stone by her like you, Fu Yuhan was originally my man and was robbed by her."

Lan Tianqing leaned against the wall and looked down at the light blue painted nails, blew lightly, and said calmly.

With the other arm around his waist, resentment flashed in his eyes.

An Qiao was shocked, but she believed what Lan Tianqing said.

"Fu Yuhan and I were childhood sweethearts, and she then abruptly inserted into our relationship to provoke me and Fu Yuhan. Fu Yuhan even fired me and let me leave Fu's because of her. I was also very kind to Ye Ling, but That's how she took advantage of it."

"You are a person who is used by Ye Ling just like me, and Ye Ling is a person who deserves death. Do you want to cooperate with me?"

Lan Tianqing walks slowly in front of An Qiao on high heels, An Qiao's heart is moved, but after experiencing so many things, she has matured and made her more vigilant: "Why should I trust you..."

"Because we have a common enemy."

Lan Tianqing grinned brightly.

"You see Ye Ling is living so well. Fu Yuhan likes and has a career. She has everything she should have. As for you, suffering and tortured here, she is unwilling to help you, and I was also robbed of a man by Ye Ling. We They were all deceived by her, wouldn't it be perfect to stand on the same front and help each other to get rid of Ye Ling?"

Lan Tianqing led An Qiao, An Qiao felt that what Lan Tianqing said made sense.

Why is it that she is the only one living so miserable and Ye Ling is living so well?
The jealousy in her heart ignited, she couldn't see others living better than her, why would anyone like Ye Ling?
Why didn't Ye Ling even agree to her small request?
"how do you want to do it?"

An Qiaolie smiled, his eyes were like spitting poison.

"I just like smart people."

Lan Tianqing smiled, leaned over and muttered something to An Qiao.

"Just do that, and she'll be just like you."

Lan Tianqing smiled softly, An Qiao's eyes widened and he laughed.

There is no mirror at this moment, if there is a mirror, you can definitely see her ferocious face, terrifying like a demon in hell.

"This hotel belongs to Anjia, and the banquet has just started not long ago. Ye Ling hasn't come to Fu Yuhan's side yet. There is still time for everything. This is for you. As long as you prick it, you will faint."

Lan Tianqing stuffed something into An Qiao's hand, then clapped her hands and left.