"According to the information we have obtained, Xia Yun should have a deep affection for Ye Hao."

"But if you personally give Ye Hao a chance, she would refuse so cleanly."

"Does she want Ye Hao to die that much?"

Hearing the word "Xia Yun", Fang Haoqiu finally turned around, glanced at Miyamoto Sakura indifferently, and then he said with great interest: "This woman is indeed very interesting."

"Or it should be said that among the famous ladies in the upper class, she is considered to have character and brains."

"She was obviously very worried about Ye Hao, but when I proposed a deal, although she was tempted, she finally refused."

"In my opinion, she doesn't love Ye Hao, or hate Ye Hao."

"It's because she has infinite confidence in Ye Hao, subconsciously telling her that Ye Hao can walk out without any trouble."

"This is not a good thing for us."

Fang Haoqiu looked regretful, although he hadn't investigated clearly the fundamental reason why Xia Yun was so confident.

But my heart is a little uncomfortable.

At least judging from Ye Haoming's superficial identity, he doesn't have the qualifications to easily turn things around.

After all, this is a magical capital where dragons and snakes mix and wind and clouds gather.

Countless eyes from home and abroad are gathering at this moment. It is many times more difficult to make small moves in this place than the one-third-acre land in Yangcheng.

Miyamoto Sakura thought for a while, then frowned slightly and said, "Young Master Fang, could it be that this woman has seen through our real intentions long ago?"

Fang Haoqiu said lightly: "It's not difficult to see through my intentions, but the difficult thing is to be able to refuse this temptation."

"Because normally, even if she knows that my suggestion is dangerous, she should try to accept it."

"But she refused without hesitation, which made us miss a chance to completely ruin Ye Hao's reputation."

"such a pity!"

Miyamoto Sakura nodded slightly, not knowing what to say.

The atmosphere in the field fell into an embarrassing solemnity.

After a long time, Miyamoto Sakura returned to her original posture, and said with a sweet smile, "Young Master Fang, if that's the case, are we really going to do nothing from now on?"

"If that's the case, I invite Fang Shao to take a trip to the capital of our country. I think Fang Shao will like the scenery there."

Fang Haoqiu laughed: "Although we can't do anything, it doesn't mean we really have to sit on the sidelines."

He squinted at the ceiling and said slowly, "Miyu Fujiwara is indeed dead, but she has a mother. If I remember correctly, she is a shrew who has eyes for money, right?"

"And for some things, letting a cursing shrew appear on the stage may have a thousand times, ten thousand times better effect than you and me."

"Of course, there must be no trace of our actions behind the scenes. Do you understand what I mean?"

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