We Are Meant To Be

The Bentley drove quickly to the Eastern District, and Christy Zhong knew that the rich part of the city was there.

She thought in a mess, what kind of ambition did Xinping Fang had to get James into her house?

A ball of hemp...cutting it constantly, still chaos constantly...

So upset and she looked out of the car window, at this moment, the car turned into a private driveway. Christy saw the sparkling waves under the moon, and recognized that she was at Luxiu Lake.

Soon, the car pulled over and parked in front of a luxurious independent villa.

Ming Xiang and Junyan Zhang got out of the car to help James Feng out, and the maid also ran out of the villa to help.

"You, come out!" The grumpy Junyan turned to stare at Christy and ordered coldly.

Christy got off the car and held by Junyan like a prisoner, and stepping into the splendidly decorated living room.

Seeing Ming and the maid helping James to the second floor, Christy looked around the environment and furnishings. Seeing Junyan calling for a private doctor, she stepped aside.

After Junyan finished the call, she pointed to a door of the room and ordered Christy to enter, and then closed the door forcefully from outside, and temporarily locked Christy.

Christy looked at this seemingly maid’s room, and had other way but settled. If she cannot avoid bad luck, she should calmly deal with it. She sat on the edge of the soft bed and closed her eyes to meditate. After a while, she gradually fell asleep...

"Hey! Wake up! Get up!" Christy heard Junyan's sharp voice, thinking that she was in a dream, raising her hand and rubbing her eyes.

Junyan was very impatient with her slow response, and her feet in high heels swept and kicked Christy in the feet.

her eyes, sat up straight and stared

and glared back at Christy contemptuously: "You have done something terrible,

Christy stood up suddenly and wanted to explain, seeing Junyan turn and walk towards the door,

to adapt to the circumstances, because after thinking about it repeatedly, she felt

on the light, and sat straight on the first single sofa chair, coldly pointing to the sofa chair for Christy to

study room and sat down calmly as instructed. Junyan pointed to the pen and paper on the long coffee table and opened her lips

head slightly, concentrating on Junyan, really wanting to ask, who she was to talk to her like a owner to

Junyan was actually chilled by Christy's eyes. When she was about to

was Ming Xiang who came. He approached and stared at Christy for an instant, then he asked Junyan: "Haven't explained

her side, she lifted her chin and shouted at Christy: "Will you write

out for the pen, leaned down and

few simple lines, without mentioning Xinping, she finished writing what she could explain, put

later, the two looked up at Christy with different

we are fools?" Junyan took the lead and glared at Christy. "Are you trying to

said in a low voice, half persuading and half threatening: "Miss Zhong, if you refuse to give us an

the police? !

recovered quickly and said frankly: "Okay,

as these words came out, Ming and Junyan were stunned. They didn't expect that

There was another steady footstep outside the

her head to look, a tall and

to the leather chair behind the desk and took a seat, with cold arrow-like eyes covering Christy:

swallowed nervously, and checking him now with better light.

The blood stains she scratched was clearly on his neck!

away, and even the temples on his forehead were