Chapter 5: The half-lame leg
Feng Xiao Yu's heart shook in vain.
Ke Wei and Yu Bisheng seemed to be nothing, staggered her gaze and looked at Shen Jiashi, their eagle-like eyes locked on him.
Shen Jiashi took a sip of tea, and said lightly: "Admiral Wei, why do you say this." β
The slender long fingers twisting the Buddha beads were slightly stretched, and immediately, the attention of the present followed him, all to the lame half leg of Wei Heyu, and the blue and purple in the flesh were faintly revealed in the high-slit cheongsam.
He said firmly: "She doesn't dare to be disobedient." β
At the same time, it was Feng Xiaoyu who lowered his head and bowed his knees.
Just a few distances, he knelt on the ground.
It turned out to be lame, Wei Heyu raised his eyebrows, quietly played with the porcelain cup in his hand, and the words turned and turned around when they came to his mouth, as if he was pity, but in Feng Xiaoyu's eyes, he was like a ghost.
"Then I believe Boss Shen this time," Wei Heyu's eyebrows seemed to be looser, and he said slowly: "This is for Boss Shen's sake, I don't want to mention the past, it's just the pocket watchββγ β
Feng Xiaoyu subconsciously pinched the metal utensils with his fingers.
The next moment, Shen Jiashi turned his face away.
The cold gaze fell on Feng Xiaoyu's face, like a poisonous snake, swimming around and anchoring at her life, ripping through her skin and bones, and ordering: "Xiao Yu, what you are holding should also be returned to Admiral Wei." β
Feng Xiaoyu's body trembled slightly.
She won't pay it back?
Is there any point in this, even if she doesn't pay it back, Shen Jiashi knows that this thing was brought by her, and Wei Heyu will not come forward for her at all.
The short return distance, in front of Feng Xiaoyu, turned into a long moat, she was terrified, almost didn't dare to think about the outcome of her future falling into the hands of Shen Jiashi, and her fingers curled up tightly.
When she arrived in front of Wei Heyu, a small layer of sweat broke out on the tip of her nose.
Wei Heyu took her palm lightly, rubbed it and said, "Miss Feng, so nervous? Are you scared? β
Feng Xiaoyu lowered his head, avoided his gaze, withdrew his hand coldly, and said, "Admiral, don't dare." β
This has no use value, and the attitude is immediate.
Wei Heyu hooked his lips, his fingers knocked on the table twice, his eyes were on Feng Xiaoyu, but his voice bypassed her: "Boss Shen, if you don't mind, I will borrow the first singer of the sea and the moon for two days." β
On the surface, it is polite words, but underneath, it is indeed naked barbarism, full of threats and toughness.
He borrowed, but he still had a false relationship with these individuals.
If you don't pay it back, how to pay it back, it's not necessarily.
But Feng Xiaoyu was too nervous, her ears buzzed, and she didn't hear a word in the next conversation.
Even when he was brought to his room, the panic was nowhere to be dissipated.
Wei and Yu are with her, but they are different.
As soon as he entered Xiao Yu's house, he had an unruly attitude of commenting, rubbing his thumb against the table, and his eyes roamed around again.
Coldly, he said, "You, Boss Shen, are quite good at hurting people, and all the valuable things you use are them." β
Her hand was pulled into the warm water basin, and the temperature was so hot that she came back to her senses for a moment, and then rubbed it a few more times, and Xiao Yu whispered to the little girl to go out and guard.
Instead, he replied to Wei Heyu's words: "Boss Shen treats his sisters equally. β
Immediately after, with a flicker of her gaze, the man came into her eyes.
He twisted her chin, his eyes playful, and his tone was full of interest: "Really? I don't think so, otherwise why would he be reluctant to let you go? β
Feng Xiaoyu frowned slightly, his narrow eyes drooped low, and said, "I don't understand what Admiral Wei meant." β
Wei Heyu sneered: "It's not literal. He lowered his head, and every word was like a sharp knife out of the sheath: "You said, I'll lend it out to play for a while, and he won't be happy, is it possible that he really has to tie you up for the rest of your life?" β
Her eyelids trembled, and Feng Xiaoyu lowered her eyebrows: "I don't know, and I don't dare to figure out what Shen Ye means." β
The man's eyes seemed to be cast on hers.
He stretched out his long arms, followed by an incomparably strong force, pinched her shoulder bones, and pushed her onto the bed.
A heart-piercing pain came from the calf, and Xiao Yu whimpered in pain.
Wei Heyu crushed her half-lame leg, and there was a ruthlessness in her lazy tone: "Then you dare to figure out what I mean and threaten me, right?" β