Fu Yue lightly stepped on Mu Anya's fingers, "This is a lesson." ”

Her voice is cold and indifferent, listening to it can make people's hearts cool down instantly, and it sounds as good as a jade plate.

The woman's mournful scream resounded throughout Qi Shuai's mansion, "Ahhh......h ”

Fu Yue: "? ”

She raised her slender eyebrows, glanced at the frightened maid next to her, and asked, "What's the matter, what is her relationship with Qi Yan?" ”

When he said this.

Fu Yue's white chin lifted towards Mu Anya.

The maid on the side was frightened by Fu Yue's perverse behavior, where did she dare to be disrespectful at the beginning, and bent down to explain everything.

After listening to all Fu Yue, she was silent for a while, and then pondered her thoughts.

It is said that this Mu Anya is Qi Ash's concubine outside, and now she came to the door with a big belly and high spirits, saying that she was pregnant with Qi Ash's child and asked her to give way.

Marshal Qi just passed away a few days ago, and Mrs. Qi was weak and gentle.

Qi Ember was not in Beicheng during this time, and Qi Mansion was now in a mess, and then he actually let Mu Anya come to the door.

Fu Yue hooked her lips and smiled defiantly, she squatted down in an elegant posture, picked up Mu Anya's chin with a fan, and then swept her stomach with cold phoenix eyes.

"What's the matter? Think you'll be able to get into the house if you're pregnant with a child? Tell me...... If I kick it now, will it fall? ”

A flash of horror flashed in Mu Anya's eyes, she covered her stomach with her hands, shrank back, and shouted in her mouth, "Su Chiyue, you dare!" ”

Fu Yue smiled and said: "Why don't I dare, no matter how bad it is, I am also the third media of the Qi family." What are you, a Paramount dancer? ”

Mu Anya originally saw that Su Chiyue's temperament was weak and easy to bully, so she dared to come to the door, but she didn't expect to meet such a hard stubble as Fu Yue, and a little panic flashed in her eyes.

is still ruthless, and has made up his mind to rely on it.

Stretching out her hand to cover her stomach, Mu Anya turned her head to look at the maid standing aside: "I want to see Old Madam Qi, I have your young marshal's flesh and blood in my belly......"

Muanya's words were full of threats.

Sure enough, hearing this, the maid's face suddenly became embarrassed, she looked at Fu Yue hesitantly, and then turned around to tell Old Madam Qi.

But Fu Yue's fluttering two words made the maid stop abruptly.

"Stop."

She turned around with her neck stiffened, a smile on her face, "Madame......"

Fu Yue looked at her with a smile, "You still know that I am Mrs., how can I listen to Miss Mu's words, I thought she was Mrs. Qi." ”

The maid bowed her head in resignation.

Fu Yue glanced at her, glanced at Mu Anya coldly, shook the fan slowly, and said casually: "Throw her out for me, I look worried." ”

Muanya was still bouncing over there.

The maids looked at each other, stunned and unmoved.

Where is Fu Yue good-tempered?

The snow-white slender hand flipped over, and he didn't know where to take out a small and delicate gun, and then aimed it at Mu Anya.

In the eyes of all the people in disbelief.

Snow white fingertips pulled the trigger.

A gunshot rang out.