Then he picked up the tea cup on the table and tasted it slowly.

    Looking at the middle-aged man''s behavior, the flustered woman suddenly calmed down and said, "Dad, I just want to go back home and fight for my own happiness."

    The middle-aged man, AI Jiaxiong, Irene''s father, said with a clear smile, "it''s because of Han Yixuan."

    "Well," Irene nodded gently.

    AI Jiaxiong closed his eyes as if he was savoring the taste of tea in his mouth and thinking deeply. Irene couldn''t help calling her father.

    "Irene," said AI Jiaxiong domineering, "since it is to fight for their own happiness, we have to fight for it by all means, understand?"

    Irene said, "don''t worry, Dad."

    Han Yixuan and Fang Mengqi do not know at this time, a net full of intrigue is slowly opening to them.

    In a four-star hotel in China.

    "Well, my head hurts." Duan Junyi kept rubbing his hands on his temples.

    He opened his eyes red with hangover and found himself in a big white bed. Looking around, he found a very ordinary hotel room.

    Suddenly, clothes scattered on the ground and on the bed burst into Duan Junyi''s eyes, and he suddenly opened his quilt. Under the quilt, he didn''t wear inch. He already had a bad feeling in his heart.

    The door of the bathroom opened without warning, and a woman with a bath towel came out slowly, wiping her hair.

    Seeing the sober Duan Junyi, he smiles and says, "you''re awake."

    Duan Junyi looks at the woman in front of him and says, "who are you? Why design me? "

    Before Shuya design his thing is still fresh in my mind, he actually planted in the same means, Duan Junyi heart unspeakable anger.

    "Ha ha," the woman walked to the bedside and slowly climbed to Duan Junyi''s eyes. Her beautiful figure can be said to have a panoramic view, but Duan Junyi seemed to see something dirty and angrily turned to the beginning.

    Looking at such Duan Junyi, MI Wei turns over and sits on the bed, gently raises her right hand, admires her new nails, and says casually, "Duan Junyi, you were very enthusiastic last night."

    Mi Wei gently turned her head and glanced at Duan Junyi. "I didn''t expect to turn away today."

    Duan Junyi repressed his anger and said, "who are you? What is the purpose of this? "

    "Guess what." Mi Wei said with a smile.

    Duan Junyi tries to think about last night. Because Fang Mengqi married Han Yixuan yesterday, he was drunk alone in the bar yesterday.

    Later, a woman in red came to drink with him. He kept telling his inner depression and anger. Then, the woman seemed to have been persuading him to drink, and then he didn''t remember anything

    Duan Junyi looks at Mi Wei, who is about to open her mouth. Suddenly, she is stunned. Mi Wei has picked up a pair of clothes on the ground and put them on. A red dress tightly wraps her forward and backward figure. Duan Junyi subconsciously swallows.

    "It''s you. It''s you who got me drunk last night, isn''t it?" Duan Junyi narrowed his eyes and hid all the emotions in his eyes.

    Mi Wei stood in front of the window and casually took out a packet of cigarettes, held them in her mouth, skillfully lit them, took a puff, and slowly spit them out.

    In the smoke, MI Wei''s face was blurred, and the emotion in her voice was unpredictable. "Congratulations, Mr. Duan, you guessed it right."

    Duan Junyi has gradually calmed down from his initial anger. He slowly gets up and puts on his clothes one by one.

    "Purpose." Duan Junyi asked directly. He was just drunk, but he was not stupid. Of course, he knew that MI Wei did it for a purpose.