Chapter 350： The wealthy wife's Shura Field (69)

As for Sheng Ze, Sheng Jinghua had no impression of him. He only knew that he was a second stupid boy with no scheming. He had a good mind, so he should be an idler and raised this kid in the Sheng family.

Sheng Jinghua does all kinds of business.

He climbed up on his bones and didn't care what others would say about him.

Now there is a sentence to describe Sheng Jinghua, "As long as I have no morals, you can't kidnap me."

It may be because the shadows he suffered when he was a child were more serious. Even if he was powerful, Sheng Jinghua had no plans to marry a wife and start a family. He didn't even have a woman.

In this northern city, there were few people that Sheng Jinghua could see.

Qi Jin counts as one.

Although, the other party may never put him in the eye.

...

That time.

It was Su Chiyue who provoke him first, the ghost and the messenger, Sheng Jinghua did not refuse this romantic affair.

But after contact, it is dull.

Without a half-interesting soul, he even refused to touch this woman.

It's ridiculous to say that the half-year-long affair between them was so "pure" to the extreme that they almost never touched the other's fingers.

The reason why this relationship was dragged was only because Sheng Jinghua wanted to see Qi Jin's reaction when he was green.

Until later.

Sheng Jinghua discovered that Su Chiyue had changed. She was no longer a beautiful wooden beauty. Such a vivid and beautiful soul made him be moved by it.

Now she is a flower, blooming alone, charming to the bones alone.

It's ridiculous.

What is this, belated love at first sight?

Sheng Jinghua didn't know, he only knew that he wanted to keep this flower by his side, only he could see it.

The only thing Sheng Jinghua regrets in her life is that she kidnapped Su Chiyue and almost killed her.

The moment the gun shot.

The body reacted more honestly than the brain, and he blocked the shot without hesitation.

He said: "There is no bullet in the gun, I never thought of hurting you... So, don't hate me, OK?"

The man's peach blossom eyes gradually dissipated, he still held his breath, explaining word by word.

You already hate me so much, I don't want to, you misunderstand me again.

When he asked the sentence "in my next life, can you give me a chance?", he was rejected, and Sheng Jinghua was not surprised.

Although I had expected it, I still felt heartache.

The man's fair-skinned and handsome face was a bit in a trance.

He seemed to have failed in his entire life.

The phrase that lowered his stance that time, "I don't mind if you choose me next." He was never joking.

Not only like, but not just obsession, love, I don't know when it has penetrated into the bones.

It's funny, no wonder she didn't believe it, and even Sheng Jinghua couldn't tell herself exactly what she liked and how much she liked it.

No, there is a word to describe...

I can even bear her loving others, you say, how much I love her.

...

His vision gradually blurred, the scene in front of him was gradually distorted, and a gentle smile gradually appeared on the man's elegant and handsome face.

He seems to be dying...

Thinking back to this life, Sheng Jinghua knew that he had done a lot of bad things. His hands were stained with blood, and he was so bad to the bones that he was worthy of being with her.

In the next life, he hopes that he can also be a gentle and kind person.

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I have failed in my entire life. I have not waited for a rain in the first three years of the Republic of China.

-Sheng Jinghua