Chapter 287 The Asura Field of the Rich Wife (8)

Take Su Xingchen back home.

Fu Yue patted the beautiful boy on the head like a puppy, and threatened threateningly, "Be quiet."

Su Xingchen wanted to refute when he opened his mouth, why should I listen to you?

But under the cold gaze of the woman, he swallowed the words abruptly, and then hesitated and hemmed.

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Shengze on the other side.

Although he was beaten up, he didn't seem to bear any grudge against Fu Yue at all. Instead, he came to visit with some gifts the next day and apologized by the way.

Su Xingchen's nose was twisted by Shengze's coquettish operation.

Sitting in the hall, the young man's beautiful eyes stared straight at Sheng Ze opposite him as if they were about to breathe fire.

And Shengze took one bite at a time, sister Su, his mouth was so sweet.

"Sister Su, these are some clothes and jewelry that I personally picked out, I don't know what kind you like..."

"I was too ignorant yesterday, I hope you have a lot of adults, don't be as knowledgeable as me."

"Sister Su..."

A string called rationality broke in Su Xingchen's mind, and he stood up awkwardly, "Shengze, what do you mean?"

Is this fucking here to snatch his sister?

Fu Yue rolled his eyes at him, and slapped the young man on the back, "Su Xingchen, do you know how to be polite? The visitor is a guest. Have you learned the etiquette from dogs all these years?"

Su Xingchen: "..."

You still help him!

I don't know what kind of medicine Shengze bought from the gourd. Since this time, he has been running to Su's mansion every three days, in the name of connecting feelings.

Su Xingchen almost took a broom and stood at the door to chase people away.

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the other side.

In the city of Ning'an.

In the dim room, there are only dim yellow lights dotted around.

On the smudged yellow paper, the beautiful handwriting is painted with silver hooks, which almost penetrates the strength of the back of the paper. Just by looking at the words, you can tell how sharp the person who wrote it is.

The man's finger holding the pen paused, his dark eyes slightly raised, his red lips parted, and he uttered cold and low-key words.

"She moved back? And beat up the young master of the Sheng family?"

The subordinate nodded, and reported to Qi Jin everything that Fu Yue had done these days.

Through the hazy yellow light, the young man's face can be seen vaguely. His skin is very fair, not like a soldier who has been exposed to the sun all year round, but has a kind of eerie paleness.

Sword eyebrows and star eyes, high nose and thin lips.

It was obviously more beautiful than a woman's face, but because of the straight military uniform on her body, it forcibly revealed a bit of gloomy and chilling coldness.

"Whatever she is, as long as nothing serious happens, don't worry about her."

Tassels hung from the shoulders of the young officer, and the golden buttons on the military uniform lined the belt around his waist, giving off a bit of coldness in the night.

It looks like an elegant nobleman in the middle ages, with a hard face.

The subordinate nodded and then backed away.

It can be seen that this extremely young young marshal really does not care about his wife as rumored.

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this evening.

On Fu Yue's dressing table, a small note appeared out of thin air.

It says:

At three o'clock in the morning, see you at the old place.

The woman blinked her beautiful phoenix eyes, a little confused.

Fu Yue: "???"

what's the situation?

She poked System 677, "What's the situation, I don't remember that this happened in the original plot? Who sent this, what old place?"

System 677 is also in a state of bewilderment.

It only found out after checking the plot.

Something happened, something happened!