Chapter 6: The Scourge of Blood

The Shen family can be described as a giant in the business world of Cloud City, and they will tremble twice when they stomp their feet in Cloud City.

Shen Chijin is even a sick seedling, so what's the matter! No matter how you say it, he is also a member of the Yun family.

Can't afford to mess with.

At this moment, the smile on the corner of his lips was cold, his pupils were extremely cold, and a word without temperature made his aura so powerful that it was chilling.

Guan Jiujiu obediently leaned on his arms, his cheeks were full of pears, and he said with a smile: "My husband favors me more, and his taste and vision are also more unique, don't go to your heart, you should eat, you should drink." ”

Shen Chijin's face did not change, and he reached out and pinched her waist.

It's so fine.

It's just too thin.

He leaned over his ear, his voice low and magnetic.

"Or Madame will be a good person."

"It's over."

In the eyes of outsiders, the two are like glue, a sweet little couple.

But Guan Jiujiu understands in his heart that Shen Chijin is really a good actor when he plays on the spot.

Not far away, Mrs. Guan was so energetic that she shook her wrist in front of the ladies and waved her bracelet.

It is worthy of a mother and daughter.

Guan Jiujiu couldn't help frowning.

Shen Chijin snorted coldly: "There are many such things in our Shen family, you don't have to be stingy." ”

"Not really." Guan Jiujiu sighed, "It's just distressing." ”

Shen Chijin only said it casually and didn't take it to heart.

Order was quickly restored to the scene.

Gu Shiyang naturally didn't dare to put a gun and a stick on the bright side, his family still had business that needed the Shen family's support, so he toasted to Shen Chijin: "Young Master Shen, I have no intention of offending what I said just now." ”

“……”

Shen Chijin didn't look at him coldly, Gu Shiyang's eyes were unwilling, and he turned to Guan Jiujiu.

"Last time, you told your fortune and said that I couldn't succeed for a while, I don't know if I can count Young Master Shen's life."

"I don't want to count." Guan Jiujiu said fearlessly.

Shen Chijin raised his eyebrows and looked at her with interest.

Guan Jiujiu explained: "Life is a thing, the more you calculate, the thinner it gets, and generally I only calculate it for villains." ”

"You!"

Gu Shiyang's nose was crooked, and his heart was full of resentment.

It's a good Guan Jiujiu, just because I didn't marry him, so I made a special trip to be angry with him today.

One day the sick seedling dies, see who can still support her.

Taking a deep breath, the smile on his face was hypocritical: "Heh, I'm a natural rebel, I just don't believe in fate, but I want you to calculate, what is my recent fortune." ”

"If you don't believe in fate, why bother telling fortunes."

Gu Shiyang: "I just want to see how long you can pretend to be this fake god stick." ”

Okay.

Guan Jiujiu pinched his fingers, moved his fingertips, and said with a serious face: "Your cheekbones are gray and listless, it seems that the baby's resentment has worsened, and you should also feel that things have not been going well recently, especially today, it is not appropriate to go out, there will be a bloody disaster." ”

Seeing that his bad luck almost overwhelmed his eyebrows, he said in a serious tone: "If you don't sincerely repent, your life will be in danger." ”

Gu Shiyang's complexion changed suddenly.

He couldn't read it.

But lately, there have been a lot of troubles.

His car was lent to a good brother, but he hit a van, which almost made headlines, and it took a huge amount of money to suppress the matter, and he promised Guan Yanran to inject capital into the Guan family, which caused his company's cash flow to not be able to operate, and everything was added together.

Looking at the white and tender hand under his nose, Gu Shiyang became more and more upset.

What bullshit.

The blind cat has met a dead mouse.

How long has it been since society broke feudal superstitions.

"What a bullshit baby spirit, I don't believe it."

He smiled disdainfully and turned around.

Halfway through, he pretended to fall, and his movements and postures were contrived and exaggerated.

"Do you think I'm going to fall, don't you think I'm going to have a bloody disaster, eh, no, just no."

As soon as the words fell, there was a snap.

The bright and bright huge chandelier on the ceiling fell down and smashed right on Gu Shiyang's head.

Intense pain swept through, and he was at a loss as everyone watched with a bang.

touched his head and smiled awkwardly: "It's not bloody, you can't be sure." ”

His dizzy head was full of Venus, and his eyes were black.

He reached out and tugged at the table, gritting his teeth to get to his feet.

But he didn't think about it, and dragged a red tablecloth.

The gift display table, which was piled up like a hill, collapsed with a bang, and the items fell down in a hurry.

"Oh my god!"

The scene was chaotic, and Mrs. Guan came back to her senses in shock, looking at the sparse jade all over the ground, and her heart was dripping blood.

I just put the pair of lone yellow jadeite on it, why did it break!

Looking up again at Gu Shiyang, she stretched out her index finger tremblingly.

"You, you're bleeding!"

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Backyard.

A gentle breeze.

There was a mess in the hall, and Shen Chijin was happy and quiet, looking for a quiet place alone.

He stared intently at the screen of his phone, opened the game, and several common fixed scenes were empty and nothing.

The light in his eyes fell lonely.

After the game skill is full, the following map cannot be opened, and the traces of cubs can no longer be tracked all the time.

The only function it has is to teleport the physical object, and even the handwriting left behind will automatically disappear.

Shen Chijin's jaw tightened slightly, biting a cigarette, and the smoke slowly blurred his handsome facial features.

"Brother Chi Jin, the moon is so beautiful tonight."

Shen Qian's voice was soft, and her cold and white hands restrained Shen Chijin from behind, and leaned on his back.

Rich sake.

Shen Chijin's body stiffened, and his eyes were as cold as frost.

"You're drunk."

"Brother Chi Jin, in fact, I like you, I have liked you for a long time, I have always liked you since I was a child, I thought you would marry me when I grew up, but you ...... Why do you want to marry such a woman, I am unwilling, I am not as good as her. ”

Shen Chijin just lowered his eyes.

Shen Qian is the daughter adopted by the Shen family, Shen Chijin has always treated her like a sister, and has never had any superfluous thoughts, or rather, he is the same to the women around him.

Familiarity is all an illusion, alienated and distant.

However, Shen Qian did not give up, and got closer, with soft curly hair, rubbing against Shen Chijin's neck.

His face flushed red, and anyone who looked at it would feel a little pity.

"Brother Chi Jin, I heard from my grandmother, that woman has excellent medical skills, and when she cures your illness, you can divorce that woman."

"Let go, I'll send someone to send you back."

Shen Chijin's voice was cold, and there was a thick impatience between his eyebrows.

Shen Qian was used to being arrogant, and cried: "Brother Chi Jin, I'm cold." ”

"I'll say it one last time, let go."

It can be seen with the naked eye that Shen Chijin has lost patience.

Shen Qian let go of her hand, took two steps back in an orderly manner, raised her beautiful face, and her eyes were full of hope.

A silver dress is like a goddess in a moonlight shawl, bright and dazzling.

She also wanted to throw herself into the man's arms.

Suddenly, the bony hand clamped her shoulders with such force that she almost sank into the flesh, and the pain was so painful that she was half awake from the wine.

Shen Chijin tilted his head, as if he was smiling, and his deep eyes were fierce.

"Where did this skirt come from?"

"What?"

Shen Qian didn't hear clearly.

A chill ran down her spine, and it was the first time she saw Shen Chijin with such an expression, as if death had emerged from the darkness, without any emotion.

"Where did you get this skirt from?"