Chapter 842 I will not divorce, only widowed
Break the peach blossom? Send a surprise?
Liu Yuqing smiled: Use my peach blossom to consolidate your peach blossom, I really thank you.
Liao Qingqing had never thought about such an operation, and hesitated for a few seconds: "Wouldn't this be bad? What if Aunt Han's line is cut off again..."
"No."
Liu Zhenying was extremely confident in his own ability. He waved his hand and said: "The ones I break are all bad ones, and it's been shown in TV dramas that men will become bad when they have money. Instead of taking precautions when the time comes, it's better to take precautions in advance."
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"There seems to be nothing wrong with what you said, so..." Liao Qingqing thought about it for a while, and she didn't know what came to mind, and said with a playful look on her face: "Have you already cut off Brother Jue's peach blossoms?"
"No, he won't."
"Are you so sure?"
"It's not that I'm sure, but he is a rebellious, yet restrained person who knows what he can and cannot do. Not to mention..."
The courtyard has been covered with a thin layer of snow, reflecting the sunlight onto Liu Zhenying's face, which is slightly soft, but his voice has an indescribable coolness: "I have received the inheritance from my ancestor, and I have been trained by my master.
You can't get divorced once you're married, so I won't get divorced, I'll just be widowed."
In other words, as long as Qu Xiaojue dared to cheat on him, Liu Zhenying would dare to kill him silently.
After all, among her three shortcomings and five disadvantages, she corresponds to the "alone" of being young and without a father, and vaguely has the "widow" of being old and without a husband, and the "lone" of being old and without children.
She had already been mentally prepared.
The cuffs of the light-colored sweater were rolled up, and her wrists were slender, seemingly vulnerable, but it still made Liao Qingqing's heart thump.
Her eyes are complicated. There is a kind of person in this world. Even if he wields a knife or a gun with a ferocious face, it will only make people think he is bluffing. But similarly, there is another kind of person, such as Liu, who has shallow, apricot eyes and a shallow and indifferent look in front of her.
Zhenying, holding just a stack of biscuits in his hand, made people feel fear in their bones.
The word "death" that Liu Zhenying once said in the study seemed to echo in Liao Qingqing's ears again, causing her to distance herself from him without leaving a trace, but she still pretended to be careless and laughed: "Otherwise, I will kill Uncle Liu."
Let's put the matter aside and help me cut off Mu Qing's rotten peach blossoms first?"
"Destroy my brother?"
"Yes." Liao Qingqing was still worried that she would not agree, so she quickly added: "Don't worry, the price is negotiable. If I really become your sister-in-law, what's his will be mine, and what's mine can become yours, right?
Is it a good deal?"
Before the marriage was concluded, Liao Qingqing agreed to Han Muqing as a condition without any knowledge.
However, before the matter could be discussed and implemented, Hua Qing appeared on the balcony and called them to have dinner.
The sky is big and the earth is big, and eating is the biggest thing.
Although this dinner was used as a shield by Hua Lao, the dishes on the table were still sumptuous, and even a lot of exotic meats were added because of Liu Zhenying's preference.
Among them is a swan goose biography.
To put it simply, it is braised wild goose.
Hua Lao must have tasted it before, so he took a chance and recommended it to Liu Zhenyi: "Try the Hongyan Chuanshu. It is a serious game. Although it is braised in braised sauce, the taste is not strong at all.
It can also warm and dispel cold, and is particularly nourishing.”
But who would have thought that Liu Zhenying did not give Mr. Hua any face, he just took a look at the dishes, lowered his eyelids again, and said lightly: "Thank you, but I won't eat this."
Although Mr. Hua couldn't explain the reason, he didn't dissuade him. He turned around with a smile and recommended another dish: "Then try the squab soup. The squabs are domesticated meat pigeons, and some Chinese medicine is put in it.
It tastes good too.”
Chapter completed!