Chapter 304 The Asura Field of the Rich Wife (23)

But Fu Yue didn't leave.

Her wrist was held by Sheng Jinghua.

The man's low and elegant voice sounded, "It's been a while since I've seen you, but Miss Su is so estranged from Sheng."

Fu Yue broke away from Sheng Jinghua's hand in an instant, frowned, and turned around, her long and narrow phoenix eyes glanced at him coldly, "I and Master Sheng were just casual friends, why are we alienating each other?" .”

"If you can, please call me Mrs. Qi."

The man was tall, and he stood in front of Fu Yue at this time, covering her whole body. He curled his thin lips as if he heard something funny.

"Mrs. Qi?"

"Does Qi Jin admit to you?"

The low-magnetism hoarse voice is nice and elegant like a spring breeze.

Fu Yue: "..."

Heartbroken.

Her little sweet really doesn't recognize her.

Sheng Jinghua raised his fair wrist, looked at the time, and slowly opened his lips and said, "Tonight at nine o'clock in the evening, on the third floor of Paramount, let's talk."

He added, "Last time you let me go."

The tone was elegant and threatening.

Fu Yue glanced at him coldly, "No."

She turned around and left, but what Sheng Jinghua said next made Fu Yue stop.

"If you want Qi Jin to know what happened between us, you don't have to go."

After finishing speaking, Sheng Jinghua walked away at a leisurely pace.

Fu Yue: "..."

The white fingertips clenched tightly, the knuckles creaked, and the woman's delicate and beautiful face was calm, and she let out a cold air.

Damn, she was tricked by the original owner this time.

It's obviously not her fault, but she has to clean up this mess.

Su Chiyue is really awesome.

It's not good to provoke anyone, but Sheng Jinghua, the current head of the Sheng family.

Fu Yue really didn't want to have anything to do with Sheng Jinghua, nor did he want to deal with him.

Sheng Jinghua is this person.

Thin and ungrateful, a gentleman with a mask, wearing a mask of a gentle and modest gentleman. There has been a lot of blood on their hands, including those who deserved it, and there are also many innocent people.

The reason why the Sheng family's business can grow so big is that he, Sheng Jinghua, stepped on the bones under his feet and worked hard bit by bit.

Anti-human relations, anti-morality.

Sheng Jinghua took the seat of the Patriarch of the Sheng family from his father.

Killing brothers and fathers is still in an extremely cruel way, smuggling drugs, making a lot of money for the country, and there is no moral bottom line.

What Sheng Jinghua did can be called annihilation of humanity.

Heinous.

Fu Yue really doesn't want to have anything to do with such a person.

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Nine p.m.

Paramount.

Luxuriant, feasting and feasting.

Walking through the hall with fragrant clothes and temples, a beautiful woman in a moon-white cheongsam, stepping on small black high heels, looked coldly at the distraught men and women on the dance floor, turned around and went up to the third floor.

Push that door open.

Fu Yue raised her eyes and looked in. What she saw was a refined man sitting on a chair. He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and his brows and eyes were pale and cold.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Fu Yue's tone was cold, she stood at the door and didn't go in again.

Sheng Jinghua glanced at Fu Yue, bent his lips and smiled, then walked slowly to the table, raised his hand and poured a cup of tea.

"Chi Yue must be thirsty, drink a cup of tea."

Fu Yue pursed her red lips, wondering what kind of medicine Sheng Jinghua was selling in the gourd.

Ignoring the cup of tea he poured, the woman said straight to the point with a cold face, "Sheng Jinghua, this is the end of our relationship, it's time to end."