Chapter 839

"Is Qi Yixian really locked up by Qi Shao?"

"Of course, Xing Xin admitted that she had overheard the conversation between Miss Sheng and Sheng Shao. She also said that the child Qi Yixian was pregnant with was Qi Shao's...."

The eyes of the people next to him were suddenly widened, and he swore: "now, even if Sheng huainuan's temperament changes more, I'm afraid he and Qi Shao can't continue."

"Who said it wasn't?" Seems to be aware of Qi Ruifeng swept over the line of sight, scared him to pull his friends back step, even the voice is lowered a lot: "OK, don't talk."

Shining shoes down the last step, there are several seconds of silence in the villa.

Effortlessly, the man found the figure he wanted to look for from the corner.

Sheng huainuan looks at the man walking towards her step by step from the road that everyone has given up. His eyes under the golden glasses are deep and dark, like the deep sea that never sees the sun all the year round. They are full of strong colors. They lock tightly on her face, and even the big palms on her side are clenched into fists.

She knew that if this was not a banquet, he would pull her away directly.

There are about three steps away, calm and cold voice exclaimed: "stop."

Qi Ruifeng's steps stopped for a moment. When she raised her foot to continue, she heard a slight voice of ridicule: "my brother is outside, and the bodyguard of my Sheng family. It's not impossible to break into you and take me away, so Qi Ruifeng..." she looked up at him: "can I talk to you?"

The setting sun outside has long disappeared on the horizon, and the darkness is like the pouring mouth of a beast, which can devour all people's minds.

Painting and Calligraphy.

The hoarse words repeated in the throat, but they couldn't make any sound. The tendons on both sides of the temple beat a little bit, and finally the voice spilled from the thin lips: "what do you want to talk about?"

"Is Qi Yixian under your supervision?"

"Yes."

"Is her life in danger now?"

"No

"Is the child she's carrying yours?"

The moment of pause, the man's breathing more and more heavy, the face of the sinister in the bright light more and more terrible: "painting..."

"Answer my question, don't you?"

After a while, the voice overflowed from the throat, a word: "yes."

I don't know who hit the glass on the floor with a crisp crack.

It seems that Qi Ruifeng was shocked, just like a trapped animal breaking free from the shackles. He stepped forward quickly, and his tall and straight posture slowly bent up in the public's sight. His suit pants knelt on the marble slab removed from the carpet, and his gaze almost lost control: "calligraphy and painting, I didn't want to hide your meaning. You are not in good health and pregnant, I can handle it myself. Qi Yixian, she... "

"What are you going to do with it?"

Sheng huainuan stood up from the sofa, took his arm and gave a little smile: "and you don't need to do that. First of all, don't say that there is gold under the man's knee, just say that you and miss Qi. That's before you and I get back together, you don't have to be ashamed of me."

Her little white hand is on his wrist. She can even feel her heart and pulse, but it makes the man's pupil dilate. He just feels that a knife has penetrated into the deepest part of his heart.

He held her wrist in his backhand: "Sheng calligraphy and painting."

"Yes?"

She raised her eyes to see him. Danfeng's eyes were calm and quiet. She allowed the man's fingers to be slightly rough. She walked up her cheek at random. Her voice was low and dumb: "you are the woman I love most in my life. No matter what happens, you have the right to be angry and make trouble without reason."

Sheng Huai warm face slowly pan out a smile: "Qi Ruifeng." Calling his name, tilted his head: "you know, I'm not qualified."

Of course, she is not qualified. After all, her current status is just because of the honor and disgrace of the Sheng family. She is not equal, and she does not love him, so she is not qualified to care.

She didn't say these words, but he understood them.

Pinching her wrist strength constantly increased: "are you sure?"

"Of course."

"Bang" a loud noise, scared the presence of people can not control the scream, the coffee table was kicked to the ground, broken glass slag I do not know who's trouser legs, leaving a faint trace.

Sheng huainuan was directly pinched on the sofa, regardless of whether such an occasion is appropriate, the dark blue flames in her black eyes were all clear: "Sheng calligraphy and painting, do you want me to die in front of youAvenge his desertion of her.

Narrow space, masculinity, tyranny and madness.

He is the one who has been exposed to have children with other women, and he is also the one who is now so angry that he can hardly control his emotions.

Instead, she was as calm as if nothing had happened, and helped him find the so-called excuse.

The two turned over completely.

"Qi Ruifeng, calm down."

How do you want him to calm down?

Looking around her face, Qi Ruifeng tries to find the slightest evidence that she cares, but finally

downhearted.

What happened today was like a slap in his face, mocking his feeling of congeniality.

Take a deep breath, slowly stand up straight body, did not turn around, so back to the housekeeper indifferent to no temperature voice, opened his lips and said: "today's banquet is over, see off."

The housekeeper came out immediately, should be, with the body block two people, respectfully with a few wisps of strength: "everyone, this way, please."

The people who are present are not human spirits, so naturally they will not force themselves to stay to see the play. Even if Xing Xin wants to ask Qi Ruifeng for an explanation, he is finally dragged away by his peers.

Sheng huainuan got up from the sofa and smoothed the wrinkled tranquility. Her face drooped and her eyes half knocked. She could not see any emotion: "my brother is waiting for me outside. If there is nothing else, then I will..."

"You stay."

Without the appearance of arguing with him, Sheng huainuan answered and sat down on the sofa again. His eyes turned around him and let his long hair fall down on his side. His plain white fingers pointed: "your ankle is scratched by the glass. Don't you deal with it?"

"You care about me?"

She tilted her head, puzzled: "shouldn't I care about you?"

It was her duty before she was free.

Low laughter, hoarse, frivolous and ridicule, I don't know what man really means.

In the end, she put the medical box in front of her and tried in a tentative voice: "Miss Sheng, please help me to deal with the wound. We are all... Not suitable."

It took a long time for the servant to figure out the last few words.