Qi Rui looked at her panicked expression, and the corners of his lips raised a ruthless sneer, "Mu Siyue, would you mind if such a family member lives or die?" ”

Mu Siyue's hands were secretly clenched into fists, after all, the people of the Mu family were her only relatives in this world......

Qi Rui glanced at her, lowered his head and rubbed his fingers boringly on the desktop pregnancy report form, and said in a cold voice, "However, you don't have to worry too much......"

His voice paused, and his tone was tingling, "I heard that a one-armed woman came out and pleaded guilty and said that she was the mastermind to plot ......"

"Impossible!" Mu Siyue became excited for a while, "This matter has nothing to do with Aunt Xiang!" ”

Compared with the people of the Mu family, Mu Siyue had deeper feelings for Qin Xiang, and suddenly, she understood that Qi Rui had deliberately told her this, he knew everything about her, and he knew her weaknesses.

Mu Siyue looked at the man in front of her nervously, "Why are you telling me this, what do you want?!" ”

Qi Rui didn't answer her question, but instead stretched out his hand and pointed to a hollow vase behind her, "Take it." ”

Mu Siyue was a little puzzled, but she saw Qi Rui's cold eyes, which made her feel a little jealous, and walked towards him with a vase in both hands.

"Mu Siyue, I can let the people of the Mu family stay in prison for the rest of my life......" He suddenly strode forward and said in a cold voice.

Mu Siyue subconsciously stepped back, "What? Hearing his words, she was momentarily stunned.

Qi Rui continued to take a step forward, his cold voice cruel and ruthless, "I can still let your one-armed aunt be sentenced to death......"

"Don't!"

Mu Siyue's right hand trembled, and the vase fell to the ground with a bang, and fragments flew everywhere.

Mu Siyue looked at the broken pieces on the floor and was shocked, but before she could react, Qi Rui's indifferent voice came from above her head.

"Qing Qianlong pastel hollow porcelain vase, London auction price 36 million pounds......"

36 million ...... Pound sterling?!

Mu Siyue stared at the debris on the floor, panicked for a moment, "I ......"

"36 million pounds, Mu Siyue, how are you going to compensate me?" Qi Rui walked directly in front of her with a big stride.

Mu Siyue's nervous voice trembled a little, "No, it's none of my business, it's you yourself who suddenly scare me, and I will ......"

"You're nervous?" Qi Rui sneered and stepped on the floor splinter with his right foot, "Because this amount will not be paid off for you in a lifetime." ”

"You deliberately made me break this vase!" Mu Siyue glared at him angrily and hatefully.

"In order to achieve the goal, there are many means......" Qi Rui seemed to be in a good mood, reaching out to pick up a tuft of her long hair and playing with it.

"No matter how much you resist, the result is the same...... Can only obey. ”

"Mu Siyue, everyone has a price, do you know that you are now very, valuable, and ...... money" As she spoke, Qi Rui's gaze swept over her abdomen, and she raised her thin lips slightly with a sneer.

"What the hell do you want to do!" Mu Siyue was extremely annoyed.

"Sign!"

When Mu Siyue was dragged to the Civil Affairs Bureau by him, her mind was a little blank, and she raised her head in a daze, "Why...... Why do you want to marry me? ”

She thought that as long as he had children, Qi Rui's identity was naturally in trillions, and the unattainable figure standing in the clouds actually wanted to marry her, a poor and sour citizen?

"I need a wife, and an heir, and you're just the right fit." Qi Rui looked at her, his eyes were indifferent and there was no emotion, and he said in a cold voice.

When Mu Siyue was stuffed back into the car by Qi Rui, she held the hot red book in her right hand.

Turning his head to look at the man next to him who was closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, get married? Married to a strange man.

Mu Siyue lowered her head, her eyes looked at her abdomen in a trance, she thought of Qin Xiang, thought of Ji Chen, and her dead parents......

Being able to marry a man like Qi Rui is at least much luckier than marrying a 50-year-old man, although he comforts himself like this, the corners of his lips are unconsciously bitter.

Mu Siyue secretly looked at the man next to her, she wanted to ask for a divorce when the child was born, she and his identity were too different, what worried her most was that this man's personality was very bad......

"Mu Siyue, you seem to be dissatisfied with me." The man who had been sleeping quietly suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her with displeasure.

"Nope!" Mu Siyue shook her head in fear, "President Qi, I'm just ......"

"Qi Rui, you can call me by my name in the future." Qi Rui suddenly interrupted her words, his deep gaze stared at her tightly, and there was more deep thought in his eyes.