Chapter 1039 Goodbye, Young Marshal, I Will Climb the Wall Tonight (28)

"Sorry, there is nothing Sheng can do."

The man's voice sounded leisurely, followed by the sound of chess pieces falling.

Fu Yue raised her eyebrows.

It was her little boy's voice, and she could certainly recognize it.

Another cold male voice sounded.

"Mr. Sheng, you should think about it again. If this matter comes to pass, it will be beneficial to both you and me."

Fu Yue didn't recognize who it was.

I just feel that this person's tone is a bit familiar. He is obviously here to ask for help, but he still looks like he is asking for 2,500,000 to 80,000 yuan.

Fu Yue frowned.

She thought for a while, then reached out and opened the door.

There was a "squeak" sound.

The two people in the room immediately looked towards the door——

Fu Yue raised her eyes and saw her little gentleman at a glance.

He just sat calmly, his posture upright and slender, and he was holding a dark chess piece between his two long fingers, as if he was preparing to make a move.

If you want to use a plant to describe it, apart from the elegant bamboo, there seems to be no other plant that can match it.

In ancient times, there were almost no gardens without bamboos - if there were bamboos in the house, the bamboo would blow in the window, and the courtyard would be filled with fresh air. The bamboo shadows would dance, and the posture would be like a painting. The green leaves would not wither through the winter, and they would be delicate and elegant.

This man is such an elegant person.

As for the other person, Fu Yue had completely ignored him.

At this time, Sheng Yun raised his eyes to look at the door. His usually indifferent eyes showed no emotion. When he saw the person at the door clearly, he froze on the spot.

The chess piece fell to the ground between the long fingers.

A crisp sound.

"Liang'er?"

His tone was obviously one of surprise, as if he didn't expect Fu Yue to come to his place.

"Come here quickly."

His tone was pleasant.

Sheng Yun looked at Bao Sijin, who was sitting across from him, lightly opened his thin lips and said, "Young Marshal Bo, it's getting late today. If Sheng has something to do, we won't have any guests."

However, he found that Bao Sijin was staring in the direction of the door. To be precise, he was staring at Fu Yue.

This made Sheng Yun frown.

Bao Sijin didn't expect to see this woman here again, this woman who looked somewhat similar to Ayan.

This woman didn't take him seriously at all.

Sheng Yun stood up expressionlessly, stood in front of Bao Sijin, then opened his arms to Fu Yue with a smile on his face.

"Liang'er, come here."

Bao Sijin, whose vision was completely blocked: "..."

His fingers couldn't help but tighten, his brows furrowed, and there was a bit of evil in his eyes.

What is the relationship between Sheng Yun and this woman?

Could it be...

Fu Yue also noticed Sheng Yun's little thoughts, couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, then walked towards him, naturally held his hand, and asked: "I came by accident, is something wrong with you?"

When asking this question, Fu Yue glanced at Bao Sijin and realized that it was this guy.

She frowned.

Why is this man still haunting?

Sheng Yun glanced at Bao Sijin and denied, "It's okay now. You came just in time."

Bao Sijin: "..."

He turned to look at Sheng Yun, the smile on Jun's face was a bit cold, and said: "Mr. Sheng, why don't you introduce me? This lady is-"

Sheng Yun frowned slightly.

What's going on with this Bo Sijin?

Although he was unhappy, he still spoke and said, "This is my fiancée, Wen Liang."

Bao Sijin suddenly raised his head and looked at Fu Yue, his tone a little anxious, "Are you Wen Liang?"

Fu Yue: "..."

Don't do this.

It seemed like we knew each other very well.

She is already a married woman! ! What if her little teacher misunderstood?