Becoming Audacious After Marriage: Madam, Please Keep a Low Profile

Chapter 795: Fanwai: Gentle Limited Edition (31)

"I said the second young master Li, are all here, please be happy?" Xing Ye held a cigarette in his mouth uninhibitedly, the smoke slowly, he half-squinted long and narrow Danfeng eyes, a pair of beating or scolding as you wish. Don't be anyway. Looks like.

Li Beichen took a look at him.

With just a glance, Xing Ye's forehead was sweating finely and densely.

The aura, really tmd is too strong.

In the end, Yuxuan helped him out. She seemed to be angry, raising her eyebrows sarcastically, "What do you men want to talk about, turn left, and do it yourself, but don't disturb our women's interest in participating in the tea party."

The ending sounded neatly, and then she asked the silent woman, "Mrs. Fu, are you right?"

The woman seemed to be distracted. There was no trace of emotion on her face, but she quickly replied, "It's lively over there, Mrs. Li, let's go over and take a look?"

She smiled and nodded in agreement.

Looking at the back of the two walking by, Xing Ye took a bit of a cigarette. The pale smoke set off his dark bird's eyes, which were strange and terrifying, "He Xinying, her name."

Standing next to him, Li Beichen's eyes were cold, and the next moment, his whole body was ruthlessly ruthless, "Have you investigated it in detail?"

"He Xinying's three words are like her fake identity. There is not much to be found."

"The only thing I know is that her parents went to the U.S. two years ago, and then they disappeared and couldn't be found."

"In China, she doesn't have any relatives or friends."

Xing Ye paused, her eyes locked tightly, and he took a puff of smoke again, "I can't handle her weakness, I can't threaten her, and the handles in her hand can't be taken back. Oh, when? Ten years in jail, it all depends on her mood."

Li Beichen frowned, the cold and hard aura filled with cold and terrible.

He asked, "Where is Fu Zekai?"

"She doesn't have any feelings for that man. It's useless to threaten her with Fu Zekai."

"And that man, looking at her is like looking at ants."

"I wonder if they are a husband and wife."

"One sent his wife to the door, and the other didn't care about the husband's life or death."

Perhaps during this period of time, I have been drunk in the sky and the sky, Xing Ye's hair is a bit messy, and his red shirt has been unbuttoned. He squeezed out the cigarettes and sneered, "I dignified the emperor of Hangzhou, I actually played with a pair of broken shoes that others don't want."

At that time, I thought it was very exciting to provoke a married woman, so I got on my head.

Really, after three minutes of his heat passed, he was tired of playing and wanted to get rid of her belly child, only to find out that He Xinying was sent to her deliberately by Fu Zekai.

It was calculated from the beginning, he was actually addicted to women who rob other men at first.

Pour it now, holding the handle in the woman's hand. He threatened her with Fu Zekai, and she sneered, ignoring the life and death of the man at all. Fu Zekai also ignored her, and when his people broke into his villa, he immediately put away the dry cleaning with her.

Li Beichen took the whiskey that the attendant handed over, turned sideways, and swept to Xing Ye with cold eyes, "This woman is not Fu Zekai's wife."

Xing Ye's pupils shrank suddenly, "What do you mean?"

"Literally." Li Beichen looked into the distance and his eyes were cold and cold.

Suddenly thinking of something, Xing Ye's frenzy suddenly became fierce, "Are they not married? Didn't the Fu take her back to the old house to see her parents?"

He nodded.

Xing Ye's face suddenly turned ugly.

If this is the case, the woman's scheming is really too heavy. First, he deliberately approached Fu Zekai, who had a feast with him, and became a grasshopper on the same boat. Then he used the gimmick of a married woman to stimulate Xing Ye's desire to conquer, until he moved into Cointreau logically and got his handle.

"Who did you mess with?"

Xing Ye's eyebrows beat his heart, he threw the cigarette in his mouth to the ground, and ran over his shiny leather shoes. "I want to know too."