Chapter 325 The Shura Field of the Rich Wife (44)

The person in this photo is obviously Qi Jin in his teenage years. He is incredibly beautiful and delicate, and as sharp as a sword that has just been unsheathed.

The kind-hearted old lady touched the photo and said to herself: "I have to call that boy over to keep me company. I haven't seen anyone in half a year."

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It's a pity that Fu Yue doesn't know all this. Otherwise, even if I kill her, I won’t even enter that store.

Seeing Fu Yue walking out of the house, Su Xingchen almost thought he was dazzled, otherwise how could he see someone who looked exactly like him.

He looked Fu Yue up and down.

Su Xingchen's only reaction was that his sister looked more like a boy than him when she wore men's clothing.

If Su Xingchen is the kind of beautiful young man with a handsome temperament, clean and sunny.

So the boy Fu Yue dresses up as is an elegant and frivolous aristocratic prince, with carefree eyes and brows.

Fortunately, Su Xingchen had always been a loner in school, and he didn't have any particularly good friends, so the possibility of Fu Yue being recognized was slim.

Fu Yue went to school happily. Speaking of which, she had not gone to school yet during the Republic of China era, so she just went to gain some experience.

Su Xingchen also went home happily. He didn't really want to go to class, so he went home and pretended to be sick.

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Qi Jin on the other side.

He sat on the chair, his slender fingers wearing white gloves tapping the table repeatedly. His beautiful white face was calm, and his bright red lips opened, "Didn't find it?"

Adjutant Li lowered his head.

"My subordinate is incompetent. I searched all the places in Beicheng where the lady might go, but couldn't find her."

After taking a look at Qi Jin's face, Adjutant Li hesitated and said: "Young Marshal, someone once saw Madam in a place..."

His tone was a little hesitant.

Qi Jin looked at him indifferently and said, "Say."

Although Adjutant Li hesitated, he still said it, "Someone saw that Madam went to Sheng's house in the afternoon, but only for a while."

The words just fell.

The tea cup Qi Jin was holding was actually crushed by him. The fragments of the cup pricked his fingers, and the blood that spilled stained his pure white gloves red.

The officer's beautiful face was expressionless.

He casually took off the gloves on his hands, then threw them aside and opened his thin lips, "Keep looking. No matter what, we must find Madam."

Adjutant Li took the order and went down.

Qi Jin sat there alone for a long time, almost frozen into a statue. He smiled slowly and said to himself: "Yueyue, my trust was thrown away by your own hands."

There was a hint of weirdness in his calm tone, which made people shudder.

My thoughts return to the morning.

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In that lounge.

Qi Jin and Sheng Jinghua stood face to face. They were the only two people left, so naturally there was no need to act coy.

Qi Jin always had a cold face, but this time the smile on Sheng Jinghua's face also disappeared, and he stared at the person opposite him unkindly.

It was Sheng Jinghua who spoke first, "Young Marshal Qi is curious, why would Chi Yue and I appear there alone that night?"

"Don't you have any doubts about us?"

The young and beautiful officer did not say anything at first, and his slender white fingers unconsciously tapped the gun on his waist.

Then he said slowly: "Call her Mrs. Qi. Chi Yue is not the name you should call her."