Chapter 307: The wealthy wife's Shura Field (26)

The army boots made the sound of footsteps on the ground, steady and regular, like a Tathagata character, extremely rigorous.
Hear the sound.
Fu Yue turned her head subconsciously, and then met the man's beautiful and clean eyes, like the most beautiful light in the world.
Wrongly stared at the long narrow phoenix eyes.
Fu Yue stiffened her neck and turned her head to look at Sheng Jinghua, and then at Qi Jin, her red lips trembled, and she didn't say anything.
What a fuck, what a fuck!
A young officer in a straight military uniform, with a beautiful white face calm, no happiness or anger, those beautiful eyes, quietly staring at Fu Yue, and then giving Sheng Jinghua a cold look.
Qi Jin didn't say anything, turned around and left.
Fu Yue was anxious.
Damn, she was misunderstood by her sweetheart.
Crying (ㄒoㄒ)
She said anxiously: "Qi Jin, wait, listen to me to explain..."
Fu Yue stepped up to chase her, but she was holding her wrist by Sheng Jinghua behind her, and she almost fell to the ground with the high heels she stepped on.
Hearing this, Qi Jin turned his eyes slightly, and then saw the scene of Sheng Jinghua holding Fu Yue's hand, and his dark eyes paused.
Yinghong's flowery lips said softly: "Su Chiyue, are you letting me see how you bid farewell?"
Fu Yue: "..."
No, Xiao Tiantian, let me explain.
She shook Sheng Jinghua's hand, then raised her eyes and gave him a hard look.
Kill him sooner or later!
Then ran to the side of Qi Jin. In a panic, Fu Yue reached out and grabbed the corner of the opponent's uniform, and whispered aggrieved: "It's not what you think..."
The young and slender officer raised his white and slender hand and pulled out the corner of his clothes. His movements were elegant and cold. He glanced at Fu Yue lightly, said nothing, turned and left.
Fu Yue's hand fell through.
The long and narrow phoenix eyes froze for a moment, and the inside flashed at a loss.
Sweetie is angry...
He hated her in the first place, but now he should hate her even more...what should I do.
Fu Yue lowered her eyes, slowly squatted down, her arms wrapped around her knees, a look of despair, the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved.
This can't be all to blame for her...
That's sad.
Sheng Jinghua, who was standing next to Fu Yue, sneered and said coldly, "Who did you show it to? You are wronged again."
Fu Yuequan when he fart.
The elegant man stretched out a hand, his thin lips lightly opened: "Go, I will send you back to Su's house."
Fu Yue glanced at the hand in front of him, then looked away and ignored him.
→_→
Just when the two were deadlocked.
A low-magnetic, clear male voice rang, and it seemed particularly cold in this empty alley.
"Don't bother Patriarch Sheng."
Hearing this, Fu Yue raised her eyes in a dazed manner, and the rounded phoenix eyes were shiny.
Qi Jin, who had just turned and left, came back again. He stepped up to Fu Yue's face, and also stretched out a hand, with white and slender fingers wearing white gloves.
The young officer said nonchalantly: "Don't you know to follow?"
The woman blinked blankly.
Then tentatively stretched out his hand and put it on.
Fingers are clenched.
Qi Jin turned around and left, Fu Yue was dragged into a stagger, and subconsciously complained: "You slow down, I am wearing high heels."
The indifferent voice was slightly aegyo.
Although the slender and beautiful man frowned, he slowed down.
Standing in the same place, Sheng Jinghua watched Qi Jin and Fu Yue slowly walk away, and Tao Hua's eyes gradually became a little dangerous.