Zhong Qingye stared at the group of people in front of him, and the group of people in front of him also stared at her with the same eyes, and everyone took a step back at the same time.
Zhong Qingye has black lines all over his head.
The person opposite her blinked her eyes, looking at the eldest lady of the Zhong family who clearly had the same face but completely different personality. What did her expression mean? Also, why was what she said so difficult to understand?
What is the boss? What is the little shrimp?
Can't you understand a word?
Zhong Qingye looked at the huge question marks above everyone's heads, and the anger in his heart was rising and rising. He was almost, just a hair away, about to turn into flames and burst out.
"Qing'er!" A male voice, a pleasant male voice.
The crow above Zhong Qingye flapped its dark wings and flew over.
Qing'er? She is still Bai Suzhen!
Turning his head, Zhong Qingye stared at a certain voice behind him with murderous eyes, and was stunned for a moment.
Uh...an affair??
A man, if he can be called a man...
Black hair, white clothes, and a beautiful face were walking towards her in a hurry. Two thick eyebrows like knife carvings gave her originally refined face a bit of resoluteness. At this moment, she was frowning tightly and rushed in front of her in a few steps.
He stretched out his slender and delicate hand like a jade carving to grab her arm.
Zhong Qingye raised his eyebrows, opened the man's fingers with a flick of his hand, stepped back, his eyes were like lightning, flashing up and down the man's body.
Her hair is of good quality, black and shiny under the firelight, and her skin is also very good, thin and white. I don’t know what brand of skin care products she uses. She is wearing a simple white robe, with the collar and cuffs drawn with light purple silk thread to create a simple look.
The elegant pattern, a white jade-colored belt tied around the waist, inlaid with white jade, and embroidered with purple silk, is very simple. In front of the group of people behind her wearing gold and silver, she doesn't seem to stand out.
However, Zhong Qingye could tell with just one glance with her eyes that were sharper than knives, that the clothes were rare hand-woven robes made of top-notch silk. She had seen such clothes appear at auctions.
The price of a simple piece of clothing that could be described as ugly made her want to rob it.
As for the white jade on the belt, it is pure in color, first-class in water quality, and is as big as a thumb, which is enough to overwhelm the decorations on the heads of the group of people behind it.
To put it simply, this flower-like handsome man in front of you is covered in valuable and top-notch products! Even the headband used to tie his hair is made of top-grade Suzhou embroidery!
Zhong Qingye thought seriously about whether to rape him or not.
Feng Jin looked worriedly at the girl in tattered purple clothes in front of her. She looked at her strangely as her eyes turned around her body, and she suddenly became dazzling. Although she didn't know what happened, she was full of energy and seemed not to be injured.
I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
After looking at her up and down for a while, his eyes rested on her exposed calves. Feng Jin's face suddenly darkened. He took off his coat with his backhand and put it on Zhong Qingye's body.
Use two handfuls to wrap her tightly.
"Why are you in such a mess?" He said calmly, his voice was simply murderous.
Zhong Qingye didn't reach out to stop it this time. After all, it was x-dollar clothes! How could she not accept it if someone brought it to her door?
But clothes are clothes, and people are people. Miss Zhong will never sell herself out just because of a piece of clothing. She stepped aside to avoid the handsome man's hand arranging her clothes, raised her eyebrows, and finally asked
The crucial question: "Who are you?"
The man's hand froze, and the crowd behind him exclaimed "Ah" in unison, and then the whole world became quiet with only the crackling sound of flames burning.