The Demon Marshal of the Republic of China (17)
Fu Chen and Shi Zhi were waiting at the door.
Shi Xia glanced back at the door, it was quite thick.
They probably didn't hear her conversation with Mu Yan.
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little silent, Shi Zhi twisted her thin waist and walked beside Shi Xia, "Young Master, what is the relationship between you and the young marshal, you can let the young marshal talk to you alone without others." ”
"Nothing."
Lightly brushing away Shi Zhi's hand, Shi Xia looked at Fu Chen, his face was not very good.
"Does Young Master Fu still want to continue watching the auction?"
Facing Shi Xia's gaze, Fu Chen was silent, and finally nodded in frustration.
He couldn't do anything for her, and he could only spend more time with her.
Shi Zhi thought about what treasures Fu Chen and Shi Xia could take pictures of her, and when she saw this, she hurriedly pulled Shi Xia downstairs.
Taking Fu Chen downstairs with such a handsome young man, those people on the first floor would definitely be impressed by her.
Shi Xia's expression was cold, and she let her pull her downstairs.
She's in a bad mood right now.
If you're in a bad mood, you like to abuse scum.
The shallow crimson lips were slightly hooked, she lowered her long eyelashes indifferently, and her light brown eyes were as beautiful as jewels, but there was a little bit of coldness.
Fu Chen sat behind them in the southeast corner.
The eyes of the people around them all turned their eyes.
Shi Zhi pulled Shi Xia's sleeves proudly, as if showing off to the people next to her.
Shi Xia's body leaned back slightly, her slender legs were folded, and her light blue shirt was tucked into her slender waist, which was noble and clear.
Many of the surrounding women were fascinated and whispered in a circle discussing her identity.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, an angry roar suddenly came.
"Shi Zhi, you bitch! He actually stole a man behind my back! ”
Fu Yun's fat body squeezed others away, and when he walked in front of Shi Zhi, it was a slap.
He didn't spare any effort, and collapsed Shi Zhifan to the ground, and his face suddenly swollen a lot.
She was a little stunned by the beating, and when she reacted, she hurriedly grabbed the corner of Fu Yun's clothes, "No, you listen to me......"
"It's okay."
The words were lightly picked up by Shi Xia, she bent down, took out a handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to Shi Zhi, who was sitting on the ground, her beautiful light brown eyes were full of worry.
The "boy" lowered his long eyelashes were slender and beautiful, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and when he looked at Shi Zhi worriedly, it was like magic, and he sucked her in.
"He" had never been so gentle with her.
From an outsider's point of view, the "boy" is gentle like water, and he is very close to Shi Zhi, and the relationship is not ordinary.
Fu Yun naturally saw it, and the anger in his heart was even worse, and when he pulled it up, Shi Zhi slapped him again.
"Is Lao Tzu giving you less money or what's wrong, actually stealing men behind Lao Tzu's back!"
Shi Zhi's beaten hair was messy and had no image at all, and at this moment she could only pin her hopes on Shi Xia.
She looked at Shi Xia pleadingly, and the meaning was self-evident.
Shi Xia was also very face-saving, stood in front of her with a frown, met Fu Yun's gaze, and said lightly: "Although you are her own brother, you can't beat her like this in front of the public, and insult her with words." ”
My brother?!
Fu Yun's eyeballs were about to pop out.
All right! Shi Zhi, a woman, actually said that he was her own brother, so as to steal men!
Furious, he raised his hand to push Shi Xia away to clean up Shi Zhi, but the next moment he paused.
It was clear that the "young man" who was as gentle as water at the last moment sank his eyebrows and eyes at this moment, with a faint coldness in his beautiful eyes, and his lips pursed into a cold arc.
Fu Yun, who was directly pressed by the breath of the high-ranking person on his body, was out of breath.
He looked at it in a daze, and his hand unconsciously put it down.
In the end, he could only touch his nose and whispered, "Let me go." ”