Chapter 303 The Asura Field of the Rich Wife (22)

Qi Jin waved his hand to let the servant go down.

Long corridors, huge rooms, cold without a trace of popularity. Only the wall lamp hanging on the wall emits a dim light.

cold.

Lifting his long, white fingers, he pinched his aching temples.

The man's dark red lips pursed into an unpleasant arc, and fine cold sweat gradually overflowed from the white forehead.

Head hurts again.

Damn.

Qi Jin stepped into the bedroom, walked to the bedside cabinet, opened the drawer, and found a bottle of medicine.

He took off the pure white gloves on his hands, unscrewed the bottle cap, and poured out two pills. The man lowered his head slightly, bit the two pills, and swallowed them with water.

Falling down on the spacious big bed as if exhausted, the young and beautiful officer slightly closed his eyes, his curled and thick eyelashes trembling, and his bright red lips lost their luster.

Feeling inexplicably irritable.

bother……

Fu Yue's life is still happy, her health is excellent, and she eats deliciously.

Although the Su family was in decline and there was not much money for Fu Yue to squander, but because she married into the Qi family, Mrs. Qi treated Fu Yue very well, at least she did not treat her badly in terms of money.

For example today.

Fu Yue went to Furong Pavilion on Chang'an Street again, where it is said that there are new dishes.

Furong Pavilion.

Fu Yue sat in a corner of the lobby. On the table in front of her were several plates of delicate snacks and a plate of cold noodles.

The woman held the knife and fork in her white hands, her movements were graceful and skillful, and after taking two bites, she boredly looked at the busy street outside the window, her thoughts gradually drifting away.

Suddenly, the light is blocked.

The chair opposite her was pulled away and a person sat down.

Fu Yue: "?"

Look up and look over.

As far as the eye can see, it is a young man wearing a long gown, his hair is combed meticulously, his appearance is elegant and handsome, but there is a bit of coldness for no reason. The other party's beautiful peach eyes were looking at her with a half-smile.

When seeing this person, the words Sheng Jinghua popped out subconsciously in Fu Yue's mind.

"..."

Oh, it's Su Chiyue's other adulterer.

Now it's coming.

The knife and fork in Fu Yue's hand paused, but only for a moment. She naturally forked a piece of snack, opened her lips and took a bite, and then chewed slowly.

Completely pretend that Sheng Jinghua didn't exist.

Seeing Fu Yue's attitude, the man on the opposite side laughed angrily, and pulled the corners of his lips, "Why, it's been a long time since I saw you, Miss Su doesn't know me anymore?"

The woman half-raised her long and narrow phoenix eyes, and glanced lightly at the other party.

"Patriarch Sheng."

The tone was neither salty nor light, and the words sounded emotionless.

Sheng Jinghua narrowed his peach blossom eyes.

Su Chiyue's reaction was very wrong. Although this woman thought she was smart in the past, she would occasionally use the trick of playing hard to get, but she had never been so cold.

Su Chiyue in the past, although she was on a few boats, she might not be able to pass the test in her heart. No matter who she was with, she was only in the stage of holding hands.

She is also somewhat clever.

Sheng Jinghua is also happy to play games with her, and has always maintained this seemingly ambiguous relationship, which is fresh and exciting.

After taking a few more mouthfuls of noodles, Fu Yue put down the knife and fork, glanced at Sheng Jinghua who was facing him, and said slowly, "Is there anything Master Sheng wants from me, I'll leave first."

With that said, she stood up Shi Shiran, took the handbag beside her, turned around and left on her small black high heels.