Chapter 848

Sheng's villa is relatively cold and desolate. I don't know whether it was originally so desolate, or with the male master being detained, the mistress began to suffer from the disease, which gradually became so.

Mrs. Sheng went upstairs to change her clothes. Liang qiange sat on the sofa in the living room. The servant brought the tea to her.

Bo Xiushen and Liang Xiaoyi are sitting next to her.

At this time, Sheng Shumian personally brought out a plate of small cakes. She put the cake in front of Liang Xiaoyi and said with a smile, "children, have a taste."

Liang Xiaoyi looks at each other and silently leans towards her father.

Thin Xiushen look light, cold eyes raised, swept Sheng Shumian one eye.

Sheng Shumian didn't care about their rejection. Seeing that Liang Xiaoyi didn't accept it, he put the cake in front of him, looked at Liang qiange and said, "your room has been cleaned up."

Liang qiange looks at her calmly.

You want a friendly smile, isn't it? I'll have it cleaned up in advance. Go to the fourth room on the left of the second floor, or do you like my room? Yes, I'm leaving anyway. My room is on the second floor on the left. Would you like to have a look

Liang qiange was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "OK."

Everyone looked at her.

Liang qiange got up from the sofa and said to Bo Xiushen, "I'll be down in a minute." And then on Sheng Shumian pick pick eyebrows: "lead the way."

Sheng Shumian smiles, stands up, and really takes the lead to walk upstairs.

Push open the pure white door of the room, Sheng Shumian walks in, and slowly says, "the room faces no problem. The sun is the best in the afternoon. If you are sure to live in this room, let the servant move to the guest room and leave it at will. I will not come back in the future."

Sheng Shumian's room is very clean and large. It is generally divided into two areas, a sleeping area and a working area.

The sleeping area is just a bed, a sofa and a walk-in cloakroom. The working area is arranged on the right side of the room, where the lighting is the best. There are two rows of bookshelves and a long desk covered with A4 drawings.

Liang qiange went to the table and looked at the names of those books. Most of them were related to fashion design, and the drawings on the table were also design drawings.

She remembered that Sheng Shumian had set up a fashion company of her own. Although she had been losing money all the time, she didn't care about this piece of money.

Liang qiange got up with a drawing and looked at it.

Sheng Shumian took a look at the drawing and said casually: "I didn't draw it. I sent it to me to choose it. These two days, my eyes have been dazzled and I haven't settled down. Finally, I let myself watch and do it. These pictures, ah, I can't see whether they are good or bad."

Liang qiange put the drawing down, turned his head and looked at her and asked, "why do you want to do it if you are not good at it?"

Sheng Shumian chuckled: "I can't see the good or bad, not because I'm not good at it, but because these pictures are all rubbish and there is no difference between good and bad."

Liang qiange had long expected that, for a smart person like Sheng Shumian, how could a company lose money?

She glanced at the design books of the whole bookcase again: "must miss Sheng have studied design systematically?"

Sheng Shumian turns and pulls out a book. He takes out a design draft which is held in it and hands it to Liang qiange.

Liang qiange took a look. First of all, he was good at painting and the lines were smooth and clean. Secondly, the aesthetic and style were also very good. Liang qiange was not proficient in clothing, but as a star, she also bought a lot of clothes. The elements of major brands in the new season would be more or less dabbled in. Naturally, she could see that, compared with the messy things on the table, this draft was much better.

"Did you draw it?" Asked Liang qiange.

Sheng Shumian approached her, looked at her eyes and said with a smile, "I drew it six years ago."

Six years of this word, she said very deliberately, Liang qiange instantly narrowed her eyes.

Sheng Shumian laughs happily and retreats a little, Liang qiange looks at her, only sees her that pair of black and white distinct eyes, curved like two crescent.

She really likes to challenge herself.

Liang qiange also looked at the drawing on his hand. If this picture was really drawn by Sheng Shumian six years ago, it shows that Sheng Shumian's sensitivity and insight into fashion is indeed amazing.

She should run a fashion company, provided that she is willing to run it well.

Putting the drawing down, Liang qiange scanned the whole room and said, "I'll take this one."

Sheng Shumian looks at her.

Liang qiange turned his head to her eyes, laughed and asked, "how is this expression? Can't give up again? "

Sheng Shumian did not speak.

Liang qiange "tut tut" twice: "do you think that only you are the most intelligent and only you are the best at understanding people's hearts? You don't think I'm going to live in the Sheng family, and I won't live in your room. You think you know me very well, don't you? "

Sheng Shumian quietly approached Liang qiange: "of course I know you. In this world, only I know you best."

Liang qiange also came close to her, and the carelessness on her face converged. She stared at Sheng Shumian's eyes and asked in a low voice, "guess what I'm thinking now?""You want to kill me."

Liang qiange picked his eyebrows and laughed: "it's against the law to kill people."

Sheng Shumian approached Liang qiange's ear and whispered in her ear: "I can teach you how to kill people without breaking the law. Do you want to listen?"

"Talk about it."

Sheng Shumian's eyes lingered on Liang qiange's auricle, and then slowly moved down to look at the arterial blood vessels on her neck. She licked her lip flap and looked at the direction of her blood vessels. Then she said lightly: "first of all, you have to pretend that it is an accident."

She raised her hand and fingered her abdomen along Liang qiange's neck and rubbed it bit by bit.

Liang qiange didn't move. His neck was itchy and felt ice. It was like a snake swimming.

"Fire or car accident, any method can be used, but you have to make a alibi in advance."

Liang qiange "en" A: "then

"Finding the right day and making an appointment with the other party to the designed place can be done directly or indirectly. The direct way is to set the time and find him. The indirect way is Well, for example, just like the parents of Liang family thought that Meng Kexun and Zhang Guhuai had eloped and chased to the processing factory... "

Liang qiange suddenly moved. She first knocked off Sheng Shumian's unscrupulous hand, then raised her right hand and quickly hooped Sheng Shumian's neck. Her strength was so strong that she almost crushed her throat.

Sheng Shumian felt the pain of suffocation, and her throat vibrated, but she laughed happily: "who told them that their daughter eloped with someone? Who told them that they could go to the processing plant to find the answer? Who is leading them? Who pushed them into the fire... "

"Bang." Liang qiange raised his left hand and slapped Sheng Shumian in the face.

Sheng Shumian's face was beaten to one side. On her right cheek, there were four bright red finger prints. When she turned back, the corner of her mouth was covered with a wisp of red. She opened her mouth and spat out a bloody tooth.