Chapter 11

"Xianger, my xianger..."

Liu Qinghe hugs Yun Muxiang tightly and raises his eyes. A pair of hateful eyes sweep over Feng Yu's body. There is a flash of boundless anger. It seems that he wants to peel her skin and cramp her.

This damned waste really dares to break her daughter's tongue in front of her. She won't let her go.

Feng Yu sneers. She doesn't care about her hatred at all. Yun Muxiang destroys her face, and she breaks her tongue. It's fair. Moreover, Yun Muxiang tortures her since childhood, and she has to calculate the interest with her, but sooner or later she will come back.

"If I don't have an important job, I'll tell you."

Liu Qinghe gathered up all his hatred, held Yun Muxiang, lowered her eyes and said respectfully to long Zixuan. She wanted to kill the waste with one hand, but she didn't dare to make mistakes in front of the chief.

Now she's in pain. If she dares to fight Fu Fengyu in front of long Zixuan, she may end up worse than Yun Muxiang. Long Zixuan's temper is uncertain. Who knows if she will annoy him.

So, it's not urgent to deal with this waste.

Long Zixuan leaned back on the chair gracefully, waved and said, "second lady, please."

With the permission of longzixuan, Liu Qinghe left with Yun Muxiang and a group of people in his arms. The crowded courtyard just now was empty.

Fengyu's dark eyes narrowed, and her eyes fixed on Liu Qinghe's back until she disappeared outside the arch door, and she didn't take back her sight.

"It's really interesting."

All of a sudden, an evil voice rang out in her ear. Fengyu frowned and turned her head. Then she found that the two teenagers and Zijin chair didn't know when they would disappear. Only the man who was as beautiful as a demon narrowed his long and narrow eyes and looked at her with interest.

He said it was interesting, but he didn't know whether it was interesting what happened just now, or the girl with ferocious scar on her face, or both.

Fengyu's dark eyes are shining with faint streamer. I don't know whether I'm looking at the man's amazing face or the enchanting purple black print.

"What the chief said is very true. It's really interesting."

This man, isn't he funny, or more than that.

There was a touch of consternation in longzixuan's eyes. It seemed that he didn't expect Fengyu to say such a sentence. But soon, he began to smile and his voice reverberated in his ears.

"Little girl, you are so interesting."

Feng Yu narrowed her eyes, only to find that this sentence was very unpleasant. The man looked only 20 years old, and actually called her little girl. She was 23 years old when she died in her previous life.

But now, she obviously has more important things than to care about this. She smiles, looks at long Zixuan with a pair of dark eyes, and says, "in the eyes of the chief, am I just so simple?"

Long Zixuan's dark eyes flashed with dim light. He raised his eyelids and looked at Fengyu, thin lips and light hook. He said playfully, "of course, it's more than that, little girl. How about answering a question of this seat?"

Feng Yu hears this words, in the heart immediately vigilant rise, "the division Lord can say to listen to."

This man is more dangerous than the wolf in any way. Therefore, his problem is not easy. She must be careful not to be surrounded by him.

"I did see a man enter your room, and the man never went out, but no one was found in the room. Can you tell me where you hid the man?"

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