Chapter 294: The Shura Field of the Wealthy Wife (12)
Fu Yue looked at him deeply, then turned over and got off the bed, raised his hand to push away the gun held by Qi Yan, and said sullenly: "I know." ”
She didn't dwell on it anymore, pursed her red lips, and walked out of the bedroom very simply, and when the door was closed, she glanced back.
The cold and dark eyes of the young officer were opposite.
Fu Yue felt a heart plug again.
Forget it, Britney in this world is too cold, you have to take your time.
She better deal with Sheng Jinghua and Qin Shuhan first, if Qi Yan knows that he is green, he will step on three boats...... Then she didn't have a chance.
The sound of the door closing is heard.
Qi Yan lowered his long eyelashes, pursed his thin lips, he glanced coldly at the gun in his hand, and then withdrew it carelessly.
Raising his hand, he wiped his thin crimson lips slightly, and the young officer frowned, his expression obviously disgusted.
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The next day.
Fu Yue got up early, she was still dressed in that neutral dress today, handsome and chic, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were arbitrary.
Since the last time he killed chickens and monkeys and shot Mu Anya, none of the servants in the Qi Mansion dared to snub Fu Yue anymore, for fear that this young lady would not go well one day, so they would give them a shot.
When Fu Yue went downstairs, she unexpectedly found that Qi Yan had already gotten up and had just started eating.
Fu Yue walked over naturally, and then sat down on the other side of the table, and the maid quickly served her breakfast.
He looked up at the man opposite.
Qi Yan didn't look at her, he was eating by himself, he lowered his head slightly, the curvature of his white chin, and the lines were beautiful and exquisite.
He moves quite slowly, chewing slowly, and his every move is full of grace.
Completely when Fu Yue does not exist.
“……”
Being ignored like this, Fu Yue was not annoyed, picked up the white jade spoon, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and drank it slowly.
Took a few sips.
The woman raised her eyes, stared straight at Qi Yan, and said faintly: "A few days ago, Mu Anya came to look for me. ”
Qi Ember raised his eyes to look at her.
The expression on his face was still cold, and his clean and beautiful eyes flashed with a look in them, obviously confused.
He didn't seem to know who Muanya was.
Fu Yue took the spoon, stirred the porridge in the bowl slowly, and continued: "She said that she was pregnant with your child, and she came to the door. ”
“……”
Qi Yan opened his mouth and wanted to deny it, he didn't know Mu Anya at all.
But after thinking about it carefully, he didn't seem to have to explain to Su Chiyue, his crimson lips moved, and he spit out three cold words.
"Eat without words."
Fu Yue: "......"
Her eyelids jumped, and she almost threw the spoon in her hand in anger.
This Damn Jun Heng!
The narrow and squirming phoenix eyes glared at him fiercely, Fu Yue instantly lost his appetite, put down the spoon, took the bag and turned around and left.
Qi Yan didn't raise his head, and continued to eat slowly, with snow-white gloved fingers, spotless, clean and elegant.
Just by looking at the man's movements, at a glance, I know that this person's temperament is definitely that serious.
I don't smile, and I don't usually have any expressions.
Blinded by that stunning face.
He is serious enough to do things to an outrageous degree, which makes people seriously suspect that he has obsessive-compulsive disorder.
As for cleanliness, needless to say, yesterday because Fu Yue lay down on the bed, Qi Yan directly asked people to change the sheets. If he hadn't recognized the bed, he might have wanted to change rooms.