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Chapter 285: The scene of a rich lady (2)1
Translator: 549690339
Seeing how su chiyue was so unmoved, Qi Jin wasn’t a good-tempered person either. He left after saying this, miss su is so stubborn and insists on being the nominal Madam Qi. I have nothing to say.
“You, take care of yourself.”
On the day of the wedding, the bride was left behind.
It was a pity that the host was young and couldn’t control the situation. With the young Marshal’s sneer, she was laughed at by everyone and lost her authority.
However, this was not a big deal. No matter how mistreated she was, she was still the wife of the first wife. She was not lacking in clothes, food, accommodation, and transportation. It was just that from then on, her days were no different from house arrest. The good years of her life were buried in the old house.
The original owner’s wish was to live a carefree life and not be so depressed for the rest of her life.
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As for miss mu, the number one of paramount, who was mentioned by the maid outside, she was just a dancer who had a love affair with Qi Jin some time ago.
…..
As for whether it was true or not, no one knew.
Fu min felt ridiculous that a little dancer had come into the room with such an arrogant att.i.tude.
She was not in a hurry to go out. Instead, she stood up slowly, walked to the dressing table, and sat down.
The woman’s slender figure was thin and elegant.
Fu Shang saw the person in the mirror.
She slowly raised her snow-white fingertips and gently touched this strange yet beautiful face. Her soft red lips curved into a dangerous arc.
This face was undoubtedly extremely beautiful.
Hibiscus mask, distant mountain Dai.
A beauty that could not be compared to anything.
In her previous life, she was forced to stay in this deep courtyard, grinding herself to death.
He heard the sound of porcelain shattering from outside, followed by a woman’s pampered voice.
“Where’s that woman, su chiyue? why didn’t she come out to see me? How can an abandoned woman like her be worthy?”
Fu Shang acted as if he didn’t hear anything.
She just picked up an eyebrow pencil and slowly drew her eyebrows, putting on a very light layer of makeup on her slightly pale and Haggard face.
Su chiyue’s face was beautiful to begin with, even if it was just a little bit of lip balm and a few strokes at the end of her eyes, it was enough to attract people’s attention.
She had changed into a beautifully cut moon-white cheongsam that outlined the woman’s graceful figure. The cheongsam had a slit, revealing her snow-white calves and a pair of black high heels.
Fu Shang got up to open the door and slowly walked down the stairs.
She had an exquisite fan in her hand and would fan it occasionally.
His long and narrow Phoenix eyes were half-raised.
Fu Shang coldly looked at the woman sitting in the living room, his red lips opened and closed.
miss mu, you’re so impressive. You’re just a mere dancer from paramount, yet you dare to be so impudent in my Qi mansion. Who gave you such courage? ”
“You’re really something that can’t be put on the table, you have no manners at all.”
Every word and sentence pierced his heart.
Hearing Fu Shang’s words, mu Anya was stunned at first, then she trembled with anger.
She hated it when people looked down on her background.
Su chiyue, this weak and pedantic woman, dared to humiliate her like this. Mu Anya was immediately furious. She stood up and raised her hand, ready to hit her.
“Su chiyue, you b.i.t.c.h, how dare you say that about me?”
Of course, Fu min wouldn’t let her hit him. He leaned to the side, grabbed mu Anya’s wrist, and pulled her to the ground. Then, he stepped on her hand.
It was the woman’s Black high-heeled leather shoes.
She stepped on mu Anya’s fingertips and slowly ground them. Her red lips opened and closed., mu Anya, are you f * eking looking for death?”