"I'm sorry, Sheng can't do anything."

The man's voice sounded unhurriedly, followed by the sound of chess pieces falling.

Fu Yue raised his eyebrows.

This is the voice of her little gentleman, she can naturally hear it.

Another cold male voice rang out.

"Mr. Sheng, let's think about it again, if this matter is done, it will be beneficial to you and me."

Fu Yue didn't hear who it was.

I just feel that this person's tone is a little familiar, obviously he is here to ask someone to do something, but he still looks like he is dragging 2580,000.

Fu Yue frowned.

She thought about it, but reached out and pushed the door open.

"Squeak" sounded.

The two people in the room suddenly looked at the door—

Fu Yue raised his eyes and saw his little gentleman at a glance.

He just sat faintly, his posture was quite slender, and his two long fingers were still holding a pitch-black chess piece, as if he was about to make a move.

If you want to describe it as a plant, except for Qingya bamboo, there seems to be no other plant that can match him.

In ancient times, there is almost no garden without bamboo - there is bamboo in the house, then the secluded fence blows the window, the clear air fills the courtyard, the bamboo shadow is swaying, the posture enters the painting, the green leaves do not wither in winter, delicate and chic.

This man is such an elegant person.

As for the other person, he has been completely ignored by Fu Yue.

At this time, Sheng Yun raised his eyes and looked at the door, and there was no emotion in his eyes that had always been indifferent, and he was stunned only after seeing the person at the door clearly.

The chess pieces between the slender fingers fall to the ground.

There was a crisp sound.

"Liang'er?"

His tone was obviously pleasantly surprised, as if he didn't expect Fu Yue to come to him.

"Come here."

His tone was pleasant.

Sheng Yun looked at Bo Sijin, who was sitting opposite, lightly opened his thin lips, and said, "Young Marshal Bo, it's not early today, Sheng still has something to do, so he won't stay as a guest." ”

However, he found that Bo Sijin was staring at the direction of the door, to be precise, at Fu Yue.

This made Sheng Yun frown.

Bo Sijin didn't expect to see this woman here again, this woman who looks a little like Ah Yan.

This woman who doesn't take him seriously in the slightest.

Sheng Yun stood up expressionlessly, blocked in front of Bo Sijin, and then opened his arms to Fu Yue, smiling with his eyebrows.

"Liang'er, come here."

Bo Sijin, whose vision was completely blocked: "......"

His fingers couldn't help but tighten, his brow furrowed, and there was a little unkindness in his gaze.

What is the relationship between Sheng Yun and this woman?

Don't......

Fu Yue also discovered Sheng Yun's careful thoughts, couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, and then walked towards him, naturally took his hand, and asked, "It's unfortunate that I came, are you in trouble?" ”

When he asked this, Fu Yue glanced at Bo Sijin by the way, and found that it was actually this guy.

She frowned.

Why does this man stay ghostly?

Sheng Yun glanced at Bo Sijin and denied: "It's okay now, you just came." ”

Bo Sijin: "......"

He turned his eyes to look at Sheng Yun, the smile on Jun's face was a little cold, and said, "Mr. Sheng, don't you want to introduce me, this young lady is-"

Sheng Yun frowned slightly.

What's going on with this Bo Si Jin?

Although he was unhappy in his heart, he still opened his mouth and said, "This is my fiancée, Wen Liang." ”

Bo Sijin raised his head suddenly, looked at Fu Yue, and his tone was a little eager, "Are you Wen Liang?" ”

Fu Yue: "......"

Don't do that.

It seems like we know each other very well.

She's already a married woman!! What if her little gentleman misunderstood?