Chapter 305: The wealthy wife's Shura Field (24)

Upon hearing this, Sheng Jinghua's white fingers paused, and a coldness flashed in her peach blossom eyes.
There was still a gentle smile on the handsome and elegant face, he held his glasses slightly, and he refused.
"impossible."
Fu Yue didn't understand Sheng Jinghua's thoughts, and said lightly: "Why? As far as I know, you don't like me."
Sheng Jinghua sneered: "Of course I don't like you. Being with you is just an excitement. It's really rare to give Qi Jin a chance to cuckold."
With that said, his tone was still a bit regretful.
Fu Yue: "..."
Sure enough, she couldn't understand the abnormal thought.
Regarding unreasonable passages, Fu Yue threatened directly, "Sheng Jinghua, if you don't want the cargo at Pier 9 to be discovered by others, don't come to me again."
"You said, for such a batch of goods, if I tell Qi Jin this matter, will he take care of it?"
Sheng Jinghua lowered his eyes, and the smile on his elegant and handsome face gradually dissipated.
Naturally, he could no longer know what that batch was.
drug.
How could Qi Jin care about drug smuggling?
The atmosphere in the room dropped to freezing point.
Sheng Jinghua smiled slowly, her pale eyebrows curled into a stunning arc, Yun Danfeng said softly: "Really, Chi Yue, are you threatening me?"
"But if you think about it, Chi Yue, after knowing so many things, how can you be sure that you can walk through the Paramount tonight?"
As soon as his words fell, a group of bodyguards outside the door broke in with guns.
Fu Yue cursed secretly.
Sure enough, she knew that this hypocrite would not let her go so easily.
With a flash under her feet, Fu Yue's movements were so fast that she was unbelievable. It was almost an instant that she was next to Sheng Jinghua.
In the unbelievable eyes of everyone.
Fu Yue took out a small gun, quickly loaded it, and then pressed the man’s white chin, grabbed Sheng Jinghua’s neckline with the other hand, and pulled her red lips:
Patriarch Sheng, what about me now? Can you still leave?"
The group of bodyguards loaded their guns in an instant, and then pointed at Fu Yue. The head of the bodyguard cursed: "Damn stinky lady, don't let me let the owner."
Fu Yuequan when he fart.
Sheng Jinghua is very tall, but because Fu Yue wears high heels on his feet, he is not short, just enough to hold him.
The woman twitched her gorgeous lips, and her cold and charming voice sounded, "How about it? Patriarch Sheng, come with me."
Even if someone puts a gun against his chin.
Sheng Jinghua still looked elegant and pure, and the smile in those peach blossom eyes was even thicker, "Kill me, you can't go out."
He stated a fact very calmly.
Fu Yue also said calmly: "I know, I didn't want to kill you either. As long as Patriarch Sheng cooperates with me and walks with me, I will let you go where I think it is safe."
With that, Fu Yue grabbed Sheng Jinghua's neckline with one hand, and held his chin with a gun with the other hand, holding him, and slowly walked outside.
The group of bodyguards didn't dare to act rashly, one by one was also backing, but they still held their guns and aimed at Fu Yue.
Sheng Jinghua was very cooperatively held hostage by Fu Yue. He glanced at the bodyguards holding the guns, and faintly said: "Why, haven't you seen me as a hostage now? One is going to rebel? Retreat. "
The head of the bodyguard hesitated, "Patriarch, but..."
Sheng Jinghua increased his tone and said unhappy.
"Get down."