Chapter 346: The rich wife's Shura Field (65)
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Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy
- Qiqi's Family Deer
- 736 characters
- 2021-03-04 06:36:23
Because Fu Yue was silent for a while, Qi Jin's heart couldn't help tightening, then raised his hand and shook her shoulder, calling her in a low voice: "Yueyue..."
Know the attributes of this person.
Fu Yue didn't want to have any misunderstandings between them because of this incident, and explained: "I can't be touched. After all, Sheng Jinghua arrested me there first. If it weren't for him, then none of this would happen."
She raised her hand to hold Qi Jin's face, stared at his eyes, and said seriously: "Let it, you don't have to worry about it. I can tell my feelings clearly, and I have never been half-hearted with him."
"Never."
Fu Yue's voice was soft but firm.
Qi Jin looked at her deeply, then hummed in a low voice, not sure if he believed it or not.
later.
Father Su also got his due retribution because of his greed. He was placed under house arrest in the Su mansion all his life, and lived a lonely and desperate life for the rest of his life.
As for Qin Shuhan.
Since that incident, he seemed to have disappeared, returning to Lingnan to be his warlord son, and never bothered Qi Jin and Fu Yue again.
Because Qin Shuhan knew that this kind of wishful thinking, he should give up.
He is no match for Qi Jin in terms of name.
Later, even his feelings for Su Chiyue lost to Sheng Jinghua.
He never gave up singing in his life.
On the high stage, the beautiful Tsing Yi actors are just as they were before.
"It turns out that the colorful flowers bloomed all over, like this, they are all ruined by the broken well—"
It is said that an actor is ruthless, but when an actor is emotional, it is a lifetime...
Everything seems to be over.
No one has ever bothered Qi Jin and Fu Yue. There seems to be no gap in happiness between them.
In the entire Beicheng, speaking of Marshal Qi and Marshal Marshal, they couldn't help but praise the deep affection and the sound of the piano.
Only Fu Yue knew.
Since that incident, there has been an unhealable gap between her and Qi Jin.
Qi Jin loved her, but didn't believe her.
midwinter.
Fu Yue fell ill without warning, her body weakened day by day, and there was no cure for medicine. Qi Jin searched for doctors all over the world for her, but he was still helpless.
The pale woman had half-dangling curled eyelashes, and her eyes were faintly blue, indicating that she had not rested for many days.
Insomnia and dreaminess.
Recently, she seemed to be unable to wake up anyhow, talking to Qi Jin, she was able to fall asleep without warning.
Fu Yue knew that because of the cause and effect, she would not live long.
Sheng Jinghua died because of her, everything went off track, and the laws of this world began to reject her.
Slowly opened his eyes, Fu Yue hugged the young and beautiful officer in front of him, patted the other's trembling back, and whispered: "Lianzhi, if one day I can't be with you anymore, will you blame me? ..."
The man's beautiful and clean eyes turned red in an instant, and he barely smiled, "What nonsense?"
Fu Yue bends her eyes gently, her hand is raised, her soft fingertips are almost transparent, and she gently touches the officer’s beautiful face, "I’m afraid it’s too late if I don’t say anything. I promise to accompany you. White head, but I seem to be breaking my promise..."
Qi Jin hugged her tightly, his slender fingers trembling, his voice was so dumb that he could hardly speak, his thoughts were all confused, his nerves seemed to be dull, and the strong support he smashed in an instant.
I saw heavy snow blowing outside the window.
Fu Yue looked in a daze, and whispered softly: "It's snowing, I want to go outside and have a look. Even, will you accompany me?"
Qi Jin nodded and helped her get up. With a thick cloak in his hand, he wrapped Fu Yue firmly before helping her to walk to the door step by step.
The snow outside became bigger, but the snowflakes did not become bigger, but denser, floating in mid-air as white as smoke.
Precariously, one after another.
Sprinkled from the sky, like a dense white net woven into a dense white net, in the hazy reflection of a snow-covered house.
Snow scene at night.
Very beautiful.
Fu Yue turned her head and looked at Qi Jin, "I want to go out and have a look."