Chapter 282 The Asura Field of the Rich Wife (3)

Fu Yue stepped on and broke Mu Anya's finger lightly, "This is a lesson."

Her voice is cold and indifferent, it can make people's heart cool down instantly, it sounds like pearls falling on a jade plate.

The woman's shrill cry resounded throughout Qi Shuai's mansion, "Ah, ah, my hand, my hand..." Mu Anya raised her eyes in disbelief, and looked at Fu Yue, "Su Chiyue, you How dare you treat me like this, the young commander won't let you go, he won't let you go!"

Fu Yue: "?"

She raised her slender eyebrows, glanced at the trembling maid next to her, and opened her lips to ask, "What's going on, what's the relationship between her and Qi Jin?"

When saying this.

Fu Yue raised her fair chin towards Mu Anya.

The maid on the side was frightened by Fu Yue's perverse behavior, how could she dare to be disrespectful at the beginning, she bent down and explained everything.

After listening to all of Fu Yue, she was silent for a while, then stroked her train of thought.

It is said that this Mu Anya is Qi Jin's concubine outside, and now she came to the door arrogantly with a big belly, saying that she was pregnant with Qi Jin's child, and asked her to step aside.

Marshal Qi had just passed away a few days ago, Madam Qi was weak and gentle.

Qi Jin was not in Beicheng during this time, the Qi Mansion is in a mess now, and then he even allowed Mu Anya to make a fuss.

Fu Yue curled her lips into a provocative smile, she squatted down in an elegant posture, raised Mu Anya's chin with a round fan, and then glanced at her stomach with her cold phoenix eyes.

"What's the matter? Do you think you can enter the house if you are pregnant with a child? Tell me... If I kick it up now, will it fall?"

A flash of panic flashed in Mu Anya's eyes. She covered her stomach with her hands, shrank back, and shouted, "Su Chiyue, how dare you!"

Fu Yue said with a half smile but not a smile: "Why don't I dare, no matter how bad it is, I was also married into the door by the Qi family with three matchmakers, six hired sons and eight classics. You, a dancer from Paramount, what are you?"

Mu Anya dared to come to Su Chiyue because she saw Su Chiyue's weak temper and easy to bully, but she didn't expect to meet such a stubborn person like Fu Yue, a little panic flashed in her eyes.

He was still ruthless and made up his mind to let it go.

Stretching out her hand to cover her stomach, Mu Anya turned her head to look at the maid standing beside her: "I want to see Mrs. Qi, I have your young marshal's flesh and blood in my stomach..."

Mu Anya's words were full of threats.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the maid's face suddenly became embarrassed. She glanced at Fu Yue suspiciously, then turned around and was about to tell Mrs. Qi.

But Fu Yue's light words made the maid stop abruptly.

"stop."

She turned around with a stiff neck, and a smile appeared on her face, "Ma'am..."

Fu Yue looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, "You still know that I am Madam, why did you listen to Ms. Mu's words, I thought she was Madam Qi."

The maid bowed her head obediently.

Fu Yue glanced at her, then glanced at Mu Anya coldly, shook the round fan slowly, and said casually: "Throw her out for me, I'll be troubled by it."

Mu Anya was still jumping around.

The maids looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one moved.

How can Fu Yue have a good temper?

The snow-white slender hand turned over, unexpectedly took out a small and exquisite gun from nowhere, and pointed it at Mu Anya.

In the unbelievable eyes of everyone.

The snow-white fingertip pulled the trigger.

There was a shot.

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