Chapter 326 The Shura Field of the Rich Wife (45)

Sheng Jinghua didn't care at all and continued: "Because that's not the first time we've done this. Marshal Qi doesn't know, but Chi Yue and I have been dating for almost half a year."

The young officer's beautiful and clear eyes paused for a moment, and his pupils shrank a bit. He raised his eyes unkindly and stared at the elegant man in front of him, "Sheng Jinghua, you spoke before you thought."

Low Magnetic's clear voice carried an obvious murderous intent.

Sheng Jinghua smiled and said, "Young Commander Qi, don't you believe it?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it. You just need to send your men to do a little investigation, and they will find out... how the wife you hold in the palm of your hand has retaliated against you before."

As if he thought these words were not exciting enough, Sheng Jinghua added, "Chi Yue is really heartless, and I am not the only lover of hers..."

Before Sheng Jinghua could finish speaking.

The young officer standing opposite him, the string of reason in his mind collapsed, his white fingers nimbly pulled out the gun on his waist, and then raised it.

Load the gun and pull the trigger.

Aimed at the man opposite.

Qi Jin's marksmanship was very accurate, but this time when he was aiming, for some reason, his hand shook and he missed the target.

The gun rang out, and a flower of blood bloomed on Sheng Jinghua's chest. He covered the wound and slowly fell down. His peach blossom eyes stared at Qi Jin quietly and uttered a firm word.

"Qi Jin, you don't dare to kill me. Because of her, you don't dare to kill me..."

This sentence was like a spell, hovering in his mind.

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A few days later.

Qi Jin still couldn't find Fu Yue, which made his temper become more and more unstable day by day.

He did a very willful thing, tearing apart the apparent peace of the Hesheng family, and set out to attack Sheng Jinghua's industry.

Even if you injure the enemy a thousand, you will suffer eight hundred losses.

Fu Yue on the other side.

She went to school for several days and lived a peaceful life before the storm.

Because it is an aristocratic school, the dormitories allocated by the school are very high-end, with exquisite decoration and single rooms. Fu Yue is very satisfied with this. She can take a shower and change clothes without having to avoid her roommates.

during the class.

Fu Yue stared at the blackboard boredly, biting the pen in a daze. Schools during the Republic of China were nothing more than learning classical Chinese writing and foreign languages. Unfortunately, she knows all these things.

The young man's beautiful eyebrows are elegant and wanton, and his school uniform shirt is buttoned to the top, covering his fair neck.

Many female students sitting in the back row looked at Fu Yue and whispered, "Who is this, that Su Xingchen? Why does it feel a little different from before?"

"Yeah, it's really different. Although I knew he had good looks before, he wasn't so stunning..."

After class, Shengze, who had been quiet for several days, came to see Su Xingchen again, who was now Fu Yue.

After class, Fu Yue was collecting things alone. Her lowered eyebrows and long eyelashes made people unconsciously cast their eyes on her.

Shengze walked over, raised his hand and patted Fu Yue on the back, saying with a playful smile: "Su Xingchen, I'm here to see you again. Let's go play together!"

Fu Yue raised her eyes and glanced at Shengze indifferently, raised her hand to slap his claws off, and said quietly: "Don't touch him."

A cold and beautiful boy.

Sheng Ze glanced at her twice and said in surprise: "Su Xingchen, did you take the wrong medicine?"

Fu Yue looked at him coldly, said nothing, and continued to clear the table.