Chapter 303： The wealthy wife's Shura Field (22)

Qi Jin waved his hand to let the servant go down.

Long corridors, huge rooms, cold and not a trace of popularity. Only the wall lamp hanging on the wall emits dim light.

Quietly.

The slender snow-white fingers lifted and pinched the painful temple.

The man's red lips were pursed in an unpleasant arc, and the white forehead gradually overflowed with fine cold sweat.

My head started to hurt again.

Damn it.

Qi Jin stepped into the bedroom, walked to the bedside cabinet, opened the drawer, and found a bottle of medicine.

He took off the pure white gloves he was wearing, unscrewed the bottle cap, and poured two pills out. The man lowered his head gently, bit the two pills, and swallowed them with water.

Falling down on the spacious bed as if he was slack, the young and beautiful officer closed his eyes slightly, his thick curled eyelashes trembled, and his red lips lost their color.

Feeling inexplicably irritable.

bother……

Fu Yue's life is still happily, his body is good, and his food is delicious.

Although the Su family was defeated, and there was not much money for Fu Yue to squander, but because of the marriage to the Qi family, Mrs. Qi still treated Fu Yue very well, at least in terms of money and did not treat her badly.

For example, today.

Fu Yue ran to Furong Pavilion on Chang'an Street again, where it was said that new dishes were available.

Furong Pavilion.

Fu Yue sat in a corner of the lobby. On the table in front of her were several plates of exquisite dim sum and a plate of cold noodles.

The woman's white hand held a knife and fork, her movements were elegant and skillful. After taking two bites, she looked bored at the crowded street outside the window, her thoughts drifting away.

Suddenly, the light was blocked.

The chair opposite her was pulled away, and a person sat down.

Fu Yue: "?"

Look up at the past.

What you can see is a young man in a long gown, his hair is meticulously combed, his appearance is elegant and handsome, but he is a bit cold for no reason. The other party's beautiful peach eyes looked at her with a smile.

When she saw this person, Fu Yue's brain subconsciously popped out the three words Sheng Jinghua.

"..."

Oh, it's another adulterer Su Chiyue.

Now I am here.

Fu Yue had a meal with the knife and fork in her hand, but only for a while, she spun a snack naturally, opened her lips and took a bite, and then slowly chewed.

Completely when Sheng Jinghua does not exist.

Seeing Fu Yue's attitude, the man on the opposite side was angrily laughed, and pulled the corners of his lips, "Why, how long hasn't we seen since, Miss Su doesn't recognize me?"

The woman half raised her narrow phoenix eyes and glanced at each other lightly.

"Master Sheng."

The tone is neither salty nor light, and it sounds boring.

Sheng Jinghua narrowed her peach blossom eyes.

Su Chiyue's reaction was very wrong. Although this woman used to be clever and occasionally came to play this trick, she had never been so cold.

Before Su Chiyue, although she was on a few boats, she might not be able to pass the hurdle in her heart. No matter who she was with, she was just holding a small hand.

She is also a bit clever.

Sheng Jinghua is also happy to play games with her, and has always maintained this seemingly ambiguous relationship, fresh and exciting.

Fu Yue ate a few more bites of noodles, then put down his knife and fork, looked at the opposite Sheng Jinghua, and then slowly said, "Is there anything wrong with Patriarch Sheng looking for me? I'll leave if it's okay."

With that, Shi Shiran stood up, took the handbag on the side, stepped on the little black high heels and turned and left.