Reborn Xueba: I am a giant

He pulled Shi Wenjun closer and leaned closer to him. After smelling her scent, his face showed disgust, and then he pushed Shi Wenjun away mercilessly, wrinkling his nose: "But you, I really hate."

He put his hands on Shi Wenjun's chest and kneaded it gently. Shi Wenjun's body trembled slightly, but he didn't dare to resist. She didn't even dare to look up at the man in front of her who insulted her in every possible way.

Suddenly, Fan Qiuhong stopped, stretched out his finger and gently poked Shi Wenjun's heart: "Here, it has been corrupted by money so that you can't see the original appearance clearly."

"And your body also has a strange smell of a combination of foxy smell and copper smell."

Fan Qiuhong continued to frown: "It's really disgusting."

His slender fingers slowly drew circles around Shi Wenjun's heart, and the strength became heavier and heavier. At the end, he used a force that was about to tear Shi Wenjun's heart and pulled out her heart: "If I were Sheng Haiquan, I would I don't want you anymore."

"It's old, and it doesn't obey women's morals. There are a lot of young ones, so why waste energy on a half-aged lady like you."

Fan Qiuhong's words hit Shi Wenjun's vitals, making it impossible for her to refute.

Shi Wenjun heard the door open again, which made Shi Wenjun suddenly raise his head, his eyes widened, because she had misidentified Sheng Yan just now, so now she deliberately listened to the footsteps.

It is dull and powerful, unique to Sheng Haiquan's footsteps.

Her face turned pale, and she even forgot the hand that was still on her chest.

The whole person froze in place, becoming a fossil.

Fan Qiuhong sneered again, waking up Shi Wenjun.

Shi Wenjun knocked down Fan Qiuhong's hand, walked to the door, forced a smile to Sheng Haiquan: "Haiquan, why are you so late today?"

Sheng Haiquan loosened his tie, and walked in: "I encountered something, and it was delayed for a few minutes."

When I walked to the living room, I found a man in black sitting here, a man who looked familiar but couldn't remember.

He nodded to the man as a greeting.

Fan Qiuhong stood up and shook Sheng Haiquan's hand: "I am your...wife's acquaintance," the pause was subtle, and he even glanced at Shi Wenjun before continuing: "Very familiar The kind." So familiar to be honest.

Shi Wenjun's heart skipped a beat, she always had a feeling that she was going to be exposed, Fan Qiuhong wished to kill her, how could he let this opportunity pass.

She hurriedly took Sheng Haiquan's hand, and said coquettishly, "Haiquan, I'm a little hungry."

But Sheng Haiquan thought that this man had a good relationship with Shi Wenjun, so he ordered the nanny to cook, smiled at Shi Wenjun, and then sat down and talked with Fan Qiuhong, which was nothing more than daily greetings.

The content is stereotyped and extremely hypocritical.

However, what Fan Qiuhong said often lifted Shi Wenjun's nerves that had just been relaxed.

After talking for a while, Fan Qiuhong got up to leave.

Shi Wenjun seemed to be pardoned, and all his strength was drained instantly.

But Sheng Haiquan said to Shi Wenjun, "Put on some clothes and send them to your friends."

So Shi Wenjun had to face this person again, she walked very slowly all the way, trying not to walk in parallel with Fan Qiuhong.

At the door, Shi Wenjun lowered his voice: "What exactly do you want?"

Fan Qiuhong said: "I have something with you."

Then Fan Qiuhong squeezed Shi Wenjun's chin tightly, as if he wanted to remove Shi Wenjun's jaw: "It's time to take it back."

Shi Wenjun spoke with difficulty: "What is it?"

Fan Qiuhong didn't speak, but left Shi Wenjun with a meaningful smile, got into his car, turned and left the Sheng's house.

Shi Wenjun stood at the door for a while, until the coolness woke her up, and then turned and entered the house.

And it all fell into the eyes of one person.

The corners of Sheng An's mouth slightly curled up while sitting in the driver's seat, Shi Wenjun and that man?

interesting.