The guards in the room were already dumbfounded.

Is it so casual to destroy a family now?

The director swallowed his saliva and hurriedly went over to ask Junluo to sit down.

"Why did Young Master Jun come here when he was free?"

"Young Master Ben is here to notify you in advance?"

Jun Luo put one hand in front of his forehead, sneered lightly, and his eyes fell on Jun Qi lying on the ground with disdain.

She slouched her leg and kicked him.

"Dumb?"

Jun Qi moved slightly on the ground, his hands were handcuffed together, and his eyes were blindfolded, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

At this moment, he was kicked by Junluo, slowly stood up, gasped and said to the door frame: "I'm sorry!" I apologize to Miss Shi for my previous behavior! ”

"Poof!"

One of the guards couldn't hold back a laugh.

Is this Jun Qi apologizing to the air?

Jun Luo also hooked the corners of his lips, stood up and lifted his leg and kicked directly at the crook of Jun Qi's leg.

Jun Qi pounced and knelt down in the direction of Shi Xia.

I don't know what means Junluo used, even if he treated him like this, he didn't have the slightest sign of resisting, and directly began to kowtow to Shi Xia.

There was nothing else in the room except the sound of Jun Qi kowtowing.

The guards who had just been laughed at didn't dare to come out, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

This... It's kind of scary...

Shi Xia pursed his lips, his eyes slightly cold.

Jun Qi and Fu Yun joined forces to send all the Shi family members to prison, and indirectly killed the original owner, even death was not enough to offset the sins he committed.

She didn't make a sound, and Jun Qi kept kowtowing, one after another, until the blood flowed down the gap and onto the soles of the young marshal's feet.

He frowned, and with the movement of lifting his feet, he took the girl in his arms into his arms again.

Jun Luo raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, and said to Jun Qi with a little amusement: "Okay, don't kowtow to death in a while, I can't testify to the young marshal." ”

As soon as the director heard the word "testimony", he was full of excitement, and walked in front of Jun Luo in a few steps and said with a smile: "Since Young Master Jun has said so, then I will take Second Young Master Jun down first." ”

"Hmm."

Jun Luo nodded slightly, watched the guards take Jun Qi away, and then moved his gaze to Mu Yan.

"The young marshal changed his face so quickly, he said before that Miss Shi was your maid, but now she has become your wife, which of the young marshal's words is true and which is false?"

As soon as these words came out, the room suddenly fell silent.

Shi Xia frowned lightly, raised his eyes to Shang Junluo's gaze, and a coldness gradually spread from the bottom of his heart.

Yes, which of his words is true and which is false?

Let her cooperate with him this time, when his wife, after bringing down the Fu family, she will become an insignificant maid in his mouth again.

The fair-skinned fingertips gently pinched the corners of his clothes, Shi Xia lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes slightly covered the emotions at the bottom of his eyes, and his face was a little pale.

Mu Yan sensed that something was wrong with the girl in her arms, and just as she wanted to raise her head and rub the top of her hair, she pushed away his hand around her waist and stood up.

The girl's expression was cold, and she said in a flat voice: "Since I no longer need to be the young marshal's wife, then I will leave first." ”

She didn't even look at him, turned and walked out of the room.

The two guards on the side were speechless in shock.

Hearing what Miss Shi meant, she originally didn't want to be the young marshal's wife, just to bring down the Fu family and pretend to be the young marshal's wife?!

The young marshal......

The young marshal on the main seat still maintained the posture of the girl leaving his arms, only lowered his eyes slightly, his slender eyelashes fell on the bridge of his high nose, and his light crimson thin lips pursed lightly, unable to see through the emotion.

The white fingertips were wrapped in cold, hanging down lightly, and the girl's slender waist was still between her fingers for a moment, but at this moment there was only a piercing chill.