I seem to be a fake mistress

Mrs. Guan returned to her seat, but her poker skills were not as good as usual. After all, she had just been stimulated, and it was not easy to sit down and play poker with peace of mind.

Wen Qi lit one cigarette after another, and the soot almost piled up into a hill.

He didn't know how many people knew about Gui Xiang and his life experience, and how many people would use this as a bargaining chip to threaten him and Bai Huo'an.He was so powerful at the beginning, so many people must remember this incident, and after careful study, they will definitely realize that he was the little actor who was taken into the family by him back then.

How could there be another person he forgot...

Feng Hongfei.

He has always been the white moonlight in Bai Huoan's heart, and a large part of the reason why Bai Huoan took him away is also because of him. If he stood up for Guixiang, it would be too difficult.

He was able to get Bai Huoan to pick up Guixiang from Wanhualou before, but now if he wants someone directly with Bai Huoan, can Bai Huoan not follow him?

Could it be that even if he wanted to pass the door, Bai Huoan would just drive him out of the house?Take him in?

Wen Qi took a deep breath, and pressed the cigarette end firmly into the ashtray.

When he returned home wrapped in fur, Bai Huoan pulled Wen Qi onto his lap.

What came into his nostrils was a pungent smell of smoke, but instead of pushing Wen Qi away, he asked, "Why do you smoke?"

Wen Qi: "I lost a few games today, I'm tired."

Bai Huoan knew how many times Wen Qi had lost, and the son of the aristocratic family had told him a long time ago. He stroked Wen Qi's long hair and said, "If you lose, you lose. Don't worry, the family has enough money for you to lose."

Wen Qi smiled slightly, and pecked Bai Huoan's lips for a long time: "You said that."

Bai Huoan: "As I said, you can lose as much as you want."

At night, they turned upside down again for a while, Wen Qi turned his back to Bai Huoan, and Bai Huoan put his hand on Wen Qi's waist, Wen Qi tried his best to call out to Fatty: "Fatty, come out."

Shou sleepy eyes: "Host, you want to rest, I also want to rest."

Wen Qi: "I really need you now, is Feng Hongfei going to be assassinated tomorrow?"

Shou: "Yes, yes, how many times have you asked him? He was assassinated because he was Bai Huoan's sweetheart. Hearing this, are you still satisfied with the host?"

Wen Qi: "Okay, then I'm fine, you go to sleep."

Bai Huo'an's favorability has not changed for a long time, Wen Qi thought about taking a risky move, he had always forgotten about this master, and now he has to go back and have a look.

The next day, in the name of playing horses, I went around the game, and heard someone rushing in the street: "Express, express, Liyuan has been plagiarized."

Wen Qi immediately stopped a rickshaw: "The Liyuan was stolen?!"

Other wives: "Mu Guiying, what are you in a hurry for? It's just an actor's place, why do you have to go to a place where there's nothing wrong?"

Wen Qi didn't say the reason, and got into the rickshaw directly, and drove all the way to Liyuan.

The wives were also worried about Wen Qi's accident, so they hurriedly passed the news to their husbands and asked him to tell Bai Huoan immediately.

When Wen Qi arrived at Liyuan, the front gate was already surrounded.

He hurriedly let the coachman pull him to a small road, and went in by himself through the side door.

When he reached the pear garden, he went straight to Feng Hongfei's bedroom, and Feng Hongfei was inside as expected.

"Master," Wen Qi stared at Feng Hongfei, "What's going on outside?"

Feng Hongfei smiled extremely contemptuously: "Why is Mrs. Bai free to come to see me?"

Wen Qi: "Master, now is not the time to say these things, let's go through the back door."

Before they can find the back door, it's too late to go now.

Feng Hongfei: "This matter has nothing to do with you, you can go."

Wen Qi refused, Feng Hongfei's eyes widened angrily: "These people are here to look for Bai Huo'an, they want to threaten Bai Huo'an with me, okay? Are you still not leaving?!"

Wen Qi was slightly stunned, and when he heard this statement, he naturally couldn't leave, he smiled feebly: "So that's how it is..."

Suddenly, a gunshot came through the air.

Everyone wept.

Wen Qi and Feng Hongfei looked at each other and ran out together.

In the outer hall, a little girl fell into a pool of blood.

Wen Qi had a bad premonition in his heart, and he approached slowly, only to see a familiar face - Xiao Ling'er.

The only person who loves him, the only person who believes in him, the person who treats him best in the Liyuan, how...how did he become a victim of the gun?

One pointed a gun at them: "Feng Hongfei, right? Come with us!"

Wen Qi's eyes were still filled with tears: "If you arrest him, you might as well arrest me. I am Bai Huo'an's wife. If you want to arrest him, arrest me!"

Bai Huoan's wife...

Everyone looked at each other, and said: "Go away, who doesn't know that Bai Huoan has only one favorite person, and that is Boss Feng here? What kind of thing are you? It's just Bai Huoan's pastime."

Feng Hongfei frowned: "I'll go with you."

Otherwise, the disciples of his family might die under their hands again.

Wen Qi shook his head: "Feng Hongfei, you can't go with them!"

He leaned close to Feng Hongfei's ear and said, "I'll follow them... Huo An doesn't love me, he can just find someone to replace me, but he can't live without you."

"Why is Bai Huo'an's favorite other people? If he doesn't love me, he can let me spend money to listen to the show." Wen Qi smiled, and opened his collarbone to reveal his collarbone, revealing mottled and ambiguous traces: "Is this still true?" Isn't it enough to prove? How can someone like Feng Hongfei compare with me?"

I saw that the people in front of me hesitated, this woman was right, if Bai Huoan really didn't love her, how would he organize the wedding banquet meticulously, and how would the reputation of a shrewd wife spread?All the previous suspicions about Wen Qi disappeared.

Wen Qi smiled, and patted Feng Hongfei on the shoulder: "Master, Bai Huoan has never done the things you think about, otherwise, why would they kill him?"

Feng Hongfei's throat tightened: "Ji Fei..."

Wen Qi: "Tell him, I love him."

In the end, he was taken into the dungeon, tortured inhumanely, and took a photo a day and sent it to Bai Huo'an's house.

Bai Huoan's hand holding the photo trembled. He picked up the gun several times to rush out, but was stopped by Feng Hongfei.

"Huo An, he thought you loved me... That's why he let me stay. I'm sorry for you, but the current situation doesn't allow you to do this. If you continue now, I'm afraid he will really die!"

Bai Huoan gently stroked the face of the person in the photo, and said, "Did I really do something wrong? They want the goods, and I'll give them the goods. I only want Hua Ji Fei."

Feng Hongfei: "Bai Huoan, cheer up, I know a few friends, they should be able to rescue him! Don't worry!"

Bai Huoan: "Okay."

For Wen Qi's sake, he had to endure it.

In the black-and-white photo, Wen Qi's face was snow-white, but the light-colored cheongsam on his body seemed to have been splashed with ink, with blood all over his body, and his skin was torn to pieces.

And all of this is because he thought that the person Bai Huo Anxin was thinking about was Feng Hongfei...

Why is he so stupid?