Chapter 232: Embracing Under the Moon
"Big sister!" Before he got closer, Jiang Fuyao said loudly, "Big sister, although you are now self-reliant, you and I are sisters in the end!" There are some things you can't do too much! β
Her voice attracted the attention of everyone around her.
Everyone who had been talking to each other was silent, and they all looked at her curiously.
Shen Chuan frowned, and subconsciously blocked in front of Jiang Fuyue, his face was not good.
Sun Jingke couldn't help it: "Now that I know it's my sister, why did I go earlier?" Didn't your mother tell you all the shady things she did? Even if you don't say it, you should know that the court prison is not something that anyone can enter if they want to! If she's clean, how can she get there?! β
"Isn't this Lord Shen!" Jiang Fuyao didn't look at Shen Chuan, but only said to Sun Jingke, "Lord Shen's hands and eyes are all over the sky, what can't be done?" As long as he said a word, let alone send my mother to the court prison, even if it was ...... No one dares to say anything even if they do something excessive! β
"Do you suspect me of bending the law for personal gain?" Shen Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his unusually sharp gaze fell directly on Jiang Fuyao, as if he wanted to pierce her through a hole.
"Isn't it?! In this entire capital, who doesn't know your thoughts about Jiang Fuyue? Who doesn't know that you're unscrupulous? Now, as long as my mother is sent to Yeting Prison, Jiang Fuyue will be grateful to you, and then her wish will be fulfilled, will you give up such a good opportunity?! β
Jiang Fuyao was already carried away by anger.
"I guess the two of you have already gotten together! Lord Shen, although my eldest sister has been married once, she is still a virgin, I don't know what it feels like?! β
As soon as Jiang Fuyao's words fell, he received a heavy slap in the face.
This slap was extremely heavy, causing Jiang Fuyao to take four or five steps back, and finally sat on the ground.
"I never do anything to a woman, Mrs. Hou, you are the first," Shen Chuan turned his wrist, his voice was cold and a little murderous, "If Mrs. Hou plans to stop talking from now on, I can also fulfill Mrs. Hou's wishes." β
Everyone around them was shocked, and they all took a few steps back.
Jiang Fu shook his face, then smiled, propped himself up, and looked at Jiang Fuyue who was standing behind Shen Chuan: "Big sister, I don't care, my mother has been tortured like that now!" Even a great sin is enough to offset it! She is also the mother-in-law of the Jiang family, and she used to be your mother-in-law! You will be damned for doing this to herβ"
Jiang Fuyue walked out from behind Shen Chuan and squatted in front of Jiang Fuyao.
The two looked at each other.
Then, another slap rang out.
Jiang Fuyue shook her numb hand expressionlessly, and reached out to pinch Jiang Fuyao's chin, forcing her to turn her head and look at herself.
"Your mother is in Yeting Prison because she killed my mother with poison, the evidence is conclusive, and it has nothing to do with Lord Shen," Jiang Fuyue's voice was cold and cold, "If you don't believe it, or if you don't accept it, then go to the court to try it, it's better than pestering me here." β
Jiang Fuyao subconsciously struggled, Jiang Fuyue frowned slightly, and exerted a little strength in his hand: "My patience is limited, I don't have time to continue to entangle in this matter, the words have already been said on this matter, if you still don't understand and want to come to me to make trouble, I won't be polite to you." β
"Got it?"
In the past, the autumn eyes were always so flat that there was no trace of waves, but at this time they were pitch black, and there was a bit of suppressed madness in them, which was even more frightening.
Without waiting for Jiang Fuyao to speak, Jiang Fuyue had already let go and got up.
Shen Chuan took a few steps forward, stood behind Jiang Fuyue, and his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, but it didn't touch her.
Jiang Fuyue took the lead and walked forward, Shen Chuan also followed up, Xie Ziqi and Sun Jingke glanced at each other, and then did not go forward, but blocked in front of Jiang Fuyao.
At that time, Jiang Fuyue walked to the pavilion where she had been when she first came, and then stopped.
There was no one around, and Shen Chuan was about to speak, but he was pounced on by Jiang Fuyue.
Shen Chuan's body stiffened, and he didn't dare to move.
After a long time, Jiang Fuyue let go: "I'm sorry, I ......"
Before she finished her words, her body was pulled back into Shen Chuan's arms by an irresistible force.
Immediately after, a low voice sounded overhead: "It's me who should say I'm sorry." β
The man's arms were warm and generous, with a cold fragrance that smelled exceptionally good, making people want to indulge in it involuntarily.
The wind rises, sending bursts of cinnamon.
Jiang Fuyue closed her eyes, and her voice was full of tiredness that she couldn't hide: "...... I'm a little tired. β
Shen Chuan put one hand on the back of her neck, and his fingers rubbed it lightly a few times through a thin layer of clothing: "Rest for a while." β
Shen Chuan hugged him tightly for a while before he reluctantly let go of his arm, still holding Jiang Fuyue in his arms: "Over there in the Marquis of Anyuan's mansion, what do you want to do?" β
Jiang Fuyue struggled for a moment, but Shen Chuan's hand remained unmoving.
Facing the pair of eyes with a different kind of affection, Jiang Fuyue's cheeks flushed, and she subconsciously looked away: "With my understanding of the old lady in the Hou Mansion, I am afraid that in two months, there will be no money in the mansion, and I will leave the capital by myself." β
The old lady is a very face-saving and pleasure-loving person, although the capital is prosperous, but it is not a good place for the old lady who has lost face and has no silver in her hands.
As soon as she left, the people of the Hou Mansion naturally left, and they didn't even have to bother with them anymore.
But......
"I'm going to go over these days." Jiang Fuyue Road.
Shen Chuan said with a low "um": "I'll go with you, and besides, Lord Jiang has had a hard time lately, do you want me to add more fire?" β
Jiang Fuyue was slightly stunned.
Speaking of which, Jiang Baisheng would come in previous years.
But I don't seem to see him this year.
"Master Jiang offended his immediate boss before, so naturally he can't come again on such an occasion." "But I don't think that's enough. β
"You're idle?" Jiang Fuyue looked at him helplessly.
Jiang Baisheng is like this, even if he doesn't care about him, he can't turn over, Shen Chuan still wants to personally take action to find him unhappy?
ββ¦β¦ The next few days may be very idle. Shen Chuan's face showed a little smile.
Jiang Fuyue glanced at him lightly: "Okay, let me go." β
As soon as Shen Chuan's arm was retracted, he held the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms again: "You sent it to the door yourself, you want me to let go easily, how is it possible?" β
Jiang Fuyue blushed and didn't speak.
Until the strength in Shen Chuan's hand was released again, and before Jiang Fuyue could escape, Shen Chuan had already bent down and met her forehead: "This is...... Promise me? β