Chapter 338： The wealthy wife's Shura Field (57)

In the end, Father Su agreed.

Sheng Jinghua smiled and raised the cold tea on the table, and took another sip.

With a few casual greetings, he got up and left the Su family.

No one knew that all of this was heard by Su Yanran who was hiding in the dark.

The girl's beautiful apricot eyes were filled with incredible, a bit of resentment and disappointment.

Su Yanran likes Sheng Jinghua.

Loved it for many years.

When she was a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, Sheng Jinghua was about twenty years old at that time, a vigorous young man, still unfailingly proud and frivolous.

When I was young, when I was drunk in the street, I almost ran into a little girl.

Sheng Jinghua had forgotten about it a long time ago.

But Su Yanran remembered this for six full years.

The man had picturesque eyebrows and painted eyes, sitting on a tall horse, faintly stretched out his hand to her, and said simply "Are you okay?"

The girl's mind is bright and romantic, like a spring plum-colored sunset, blown away by the strong evening breeze.

Later, knowing that it was the eldest master of the Sheng family, and also that he had not married a wife, Su Yanran was happy. She wanted to try hard to catch up with him, and she wanted to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Sheng Jinghua also knew Su Yanran. He also knew that this little girl had some good feelings for him, but he didn't care about it at all.

As a result, everything that happened later exceeded everyone's expectations.

Su Yanran looked down on Su Chiyue's elder sister since she was a child, and felt that she was staid and cowardly, not like a new generation of women at all.

In the past, she was young and ignorant, and liked to **** things from her sister. Su Yanran was good-looking and would pretend to be pitiful. Her parents were also used to her. Later, when she grew up, she was less self-willed, and her relationship with Su Chiyue has always been. Not salty or light.

The girl's fists gradually clenched, and a bit of pain flashed in her eyes.

Sheng Jinghua likes Su Chiyue?

How can this be, how can it...

She murmured: "Sister, elder sister, I used to **** your things, now are you here to take revenge on me? You want to take away my favorite person..."

"I beg you, don't grab him, OK? I can do nothing. I apologize to you for the previous things..."

Dark clouds covered the sky, the girl's mind was buried, and it rained suddenly.

The eldest master of the Lingnan warlord came to Beicheng and said that he wanted to meet with Qi Shaoshuai and discuss plans.

Qi Jin knew that the person was Qin Shuhan, and he rarely took Fu Yue with him because the jealous jar was turned over.

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Fu Yue stayed at home alone, lying on the chaise longue basking in the sun. She was playing cats. Qi Jin was afraid that she would be bored, so she didn't know where he got a cat to play with.

This made Fu Yue instantly delighted in the heart of the dragon.

This cat is not a precious breed, but it is better than a cute, round-headed, round-headed cat with orange stripes on its body, but its two paws are white, as if wearing a pair of white gloves.

Just like that fellow Qi Jin!

This cat is very proud. He doesn't buy anyone's account. He raises his chin every day, and walks in the Qi mansion with noble and elegant steps, as if he is patrolling his own territory.

If it touches you, if you touch it, the dead cat looks disgusted.

The little fat cat is now comfortably nestled in Fu Yue's arms, enjoying her petting, two round cat eyes narrowed into a slit, making a comfortable purr.

Fu Yue's hands were suddenly low.

She pushed the cat lying in her arms, and then it fell off.

The cat faces the ground.

Cat:"……"

What is wrong with this person.