Chapter 641

You are a guest

SHEN Junquan tore off his tie and threw it on the table. He looked at Zhang Ya coldly and sat on the sofa, not remembering that he was a guest.

She looked at her faded nails leisurely, as if she didn't panic just now, because in her heart, she didn't think it was wrong to just do that.

"Don't you think you've gone too far?"

Shen Junquan's tall figure casts a shadow on Zhang Ya's face, which makes people feel a sense of prestige. Because he is too angry, he omits the title of Zhang Ya.

Zhang Yaqiang for calm, she slowly raised eyes, "too much? What's wrong with me? Are you really going to protect that woman like that? "

Zhang Ya pointed to the outside, very angry, a woman said he Xinying.

"Aunt, don't make a mistake. This is my home. Xinying is my wife and she is also the host here. You are just a guest. What's wrong with me protecting my family?" The sullen voice reverberated in the air and fell down clearly.

Shen Junquan's dark eyes, without the silence of the past, made Zhang ya feel scared.

Even at the age of more than half a hundred, Zhang Ya would be shocked by his nephew's aura from time to time.

Shen Junquan has this kind of cold and determined atmosphere.

"And these are my chores. Don't bother you. If you have nothing to do, leave here and go home as soon as possible."

Directly under the guest order, Shen Junquan's voice cold without a trace of emotion.

Perhaps in Zhang Ya's opinion, her insistence is right, because she stubbornly believes that he Xinying is the one who pushed her mother.

And it was this that gave him a headache.

With the excuse of good intentions, self righteous to intervene in other people's lives.

And now Zhang Ya's behavior is more and more excessive, in order to protect he Xinying, he can only choose to tear his face.

Sure enough, Zhang Ya's face turned blue because of his words.

Rubbed ground to stand up for a while, anger ground ground asks him, "Junquan, even if you don't put my aunt in the eye, also want to think for your mother's sake, all when, you still protect that woman, don't harm your mother's woman to send to prison even, unexpectedly still want to live with, you this is unfilial!"

A pair of extremely distressed appearance, Zhang Ya angrily denounced him.

The dilated pupil was full of accusations against him, as if he were doing something treacherous.

The abuse is very harsh in the space.

Shen Junquan pressed his eyebrows and held them together.

On the well-defined hand, the cyan blood vessels can be seen clearly.

The ugly words stimulated his nerves.

Dark eyes become more and more deep up, think of he Xinying is also insulted by Zhang Ya, the heart like stabbed into the knife, stabbed him in pain.

The picture of he Xinying falling on the ground with her head down comes up again. When she thinks about it, her heart is blocked. "Xinying is my wife. She has a name. If she doesn't call her that woman, my mother can't be pushed by her. I repeat that it's my family business. You can't control what I want to do. If I can't stand it, I'll ask the housekeeper to send you back."

The cold words beat Zhang Ya's boiling heart, and Shen Junquan drenched her blood with a bucket of cold water.

In response, it was like being thrown into the boiling oil pan, which made Zhang Ya red.

In order to celebrate Xinying, Shen Junquan is so heartless.

"This is my last respect for you. You're good for yourself."

Lengbo's voice pours at Zhang Ya coldly. She stares at Shen Junquan and walks out of the room with a straight face.

She softened and sat down, her face turning from blue to purple and white.

Hearing the movement behind, Shen Junquan didn't look at her again. He walked to the door with long legs.

After a while, he stopped at the door.

At a loss, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and hung her head like a child who had done something wrong.

Originally, I had no intention of eavesdropping, but because I was really worried, I came over from the room to check.

Through the open door, I heard the voice of their conversation.

At that time, the raised hand stopped and stopped at the door.

With Shen Junquan's firm words falling to the ground, her inner thoughts suddenly surged up, which made her sentimental.

"It's really disobedient." Warm and calm voice with a trace of waves, with a little doting on the meaning, and just he is different.

He gently raised his big hand and put he Xinying in his arms.

He Xinying wiped tears on her face with her hands and leaned over naturally.Feeling the temperature that belongs to him, he Xinying felt a warm current flowing in her heart, and then she was escorted by him to the direction of the master bedroom

"Why are you so disobedient?"

"That's what you're used to." He Xinying subconsciously retorted in a low voice. She murmured, with a lot of intimacy in her tone.

The soft and thin voice floated around, making the corners of Shen Junquan's mouth curved upward. She was very surprised at her sudden change of attitude.

Before her rejection more or less let himself worry for a while, immersed in the joy of Shen Junquan did not notice he Xinying's Micro expression, the drooping eyes will cover the guilt in her eyes.

She just heard Shen Junquan defend her, and his aunt tit for tat words.

In addition to being moved, there is more guilt for him.

Mingming Shen Junquan never doubted herself from the beginning to the end, but she was shaken by the words of Huo jingnian and Zhang Ya

Even, because of this, he had the idea of alienating him.

His heart was filled with remorse, and he Xinying's mood fell down. At the end of the corridor, he quickly noticed this. As soon as he entered the door, Shen Junquan made a great effort to rotate her at an angle.

He Xinying's back is close to the wall, and his big hand is also across his waist.

He suddenly bent down and came close to him. He Xinying's heart missed half a beat.

Can feel his burning breath, eyelashes tremble, a lift eyes can see his handsome face.

His thick black eyebrows lifted up, and his dark eyes locked her tightly, and gave her a detailed picture of her face.

The distance is too close, the tip of the nose almost touch together, ventricular palpitation feeling.

"Well?" The voice is shaking, in order to cover up the confusion, she picked up the tone in a daze, the voice only sounded after his gentle action.

Feeling his big palm caressing the corners of her eyes, she subconsciously closed her eyes. Her eyelashes were too wet to dry because of her tears.

Don't know is red nose or wet eyelashes, betrayed himself, Shen Junquan frowned, hoarse voice, "how to cry again?"