Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

Glancing at Fu Yue with a complex complexion, Sheng Jinghua lowered her eyes, closed her light-colored lips, and said lightly: "I know you like Qi Jin, as long as you promise to stay...I am willing not to be an enemy of him again."

"If not, me and him, it's your life and death." At the back, the man still tore the skin of the gentleman Qianqian, exposing his cold and selfish nature.

"You should know that Qin Shuhan is the only son of the Lingnan warlord. I have cooperated with him to bring down Qi Jin. No matter how good Qi Jin is, do you think he can deal with the two of us alone?"

An unabashed threat.

Fu Yue knew that as long as she pretended to agree first, there was still room for maneuver.

With her beautiful curly eyelashes down, the woman's red lips curled up with a hint of sarcasm, and said lightly: "I don't want it."

Why are you not willing to lie to you?

It's very simple. If Qi Jin also encountered this situation, she knew that that person's choice would definitely be the same.

Never betray.

Even if it's just a tiny bit.

This is the bottom line.

Fu Yue's indifferent and decisive attitude was angered by Sheng Jinghua. He raised his hand to pinch her chin, and his elegant eyebrows flashed gloomily, "What? Now give him a jade-like pie? It's really funny."

Fu Yue ignored him.

Sheng Jinghua's tone became weaker, and he said to himself: "You don't even want to lie to me... I'm a good lie."

Fu Yue: "..."

Why is this guy's attitude so weird, making her look like a bad guy playing with other people's feelings...

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Feeling that Sheng Jinghua is going crazy, Fu Yue tried to reason with him, "Sheng Jinghua, I like Qi Jin, no, I love him to be precise."

"Why are you doing this?"

The man lowered his pale handsome face and stared at Fu Yue with his lacquer black eyes, saying every word: "I don't care if you choose me next."

Fu Yue: "..."

Sorry to A.

She can't answer this!

Although she wanted to say "Why should I take the second place?", Fu Yue silently shut her mouth after seeing Sheng Jinghua lingering on the edge of blackening.

The province angered the man, and shot her down.

suddenly.

The slender and elegant man slowly bent down, half-kneeled beside Fu Yue, raised his hand to touch her hair, and asked quietly, "Chi Yue, you said, if your body has been contaminated by me, Qi Jin Will he still want you?"

Fu Yue: "?!"

The long and narrow phoenix eyes lifted up, and there was almost an angry flame jumping inside. If Fu Yue just couldn't bear this person, then now, there is only disgust and rejection.

The woman's red lips closed together: "I would rather die."

Sheng Jinghua's hands froze, her pale and handsome face was a little gloomy, her eyes were a little sad, and there was a deep paranoia.

He smiled, then walked slowly to the desk, raised his hand to pick up the phone on the desk, and dialed a number.

The call was quickly connected.

It was Sheng Jinghua who spoke first: "Qi Jin, she is here with me. If you want her to survive, you will come to see me alone. Paramount, third floor."

Then, without waiting for Qi Jin to speak.

Sheng Jinghua hung up the phone on his own.

The man in the light-colored long gown paced slowly to Fu Yue's face, and said with a faint smile: "You said, Qi Jin will choose your life or his own life?"

Fu Yue who was tied up: "You lunatic."

She hated that she was powerless and could only be slaughtered.