Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Chi Temple is still a black shirt and trousers of the same color, arrogant and abstinent.

Unlike yesterday, the man wore gold-rimmed glasses today.

The gold-rimmed glasses framed on the bridge of the nose, a bit more of a gentle scum.

On the ground not far from the Chi Temple, a woman with long curly hair was sitting in an embarrassed manner.

With long curly hair in a red dress, the turbulence on her chest almost broke through the thin layer of fabric.

Rong Huang squinted his eyes.

I want to hammer out.

The woman was crying, crying and talking, "Mr. Chi, if I am injured here today, my sister will definitely pursue it."

So you can't do anything to me.

Chisi was sitting in a wheelchair and looked at the crazy woman coldly, as if watching a clown.

"So?" Chi Temple's expression was cold, and the knife and fork in his hand reflected the sharp edge, "You are dead, what does it have to do with me?"

"There are many ways to die, but it has nothing to do with me."

The man's cold and ruthless words made the woman who had been beaten to the ground by a man with a cane shaken uncontrollably.

"Mr. Chi, how can you be like this?" Wen Qingshu looked incredulous, as if she was frightened. "I just listened to my sister and came to have a blind date with Mr. Chi. What did I do wrong?"

The knife and fork in Chisi's hand cut open the poached egg, and the tip of the knife swept across the dinner plate, making a sharp sound.

Chi Temple paused, and looked towards the direction of the stairs without a trace.

The man moved so quickly that even the housekeeper behind him didn't notice it.

Chisi put down the knife and fork, leaned back on the back of the wheelchair, and smiles flashed across his eyes behind the lenses.

But when he looked at the woman on the ground, he instantly became cold.

"Wen Yumin is just a woman whom the old man continued to marry. He didn't even hold a wedding banquet. What qualifications do you have to take care of my marriage?

Wen Yumin is Wen Qingshu's little aunt, who is also the woman that Old Man Chi married again.

But it was only the more pleasing one of the many women of the old man, who became the third wife of the old man with the family behind him.

"My sister is my elder, Mr. Chi, you can't say that to her!" Wen Qingshu stood up and stared at Chi Temple angrily. "If Mr. Chi just wants to make my sister sad by insulting me, then you have succeeded."

Rong Huang: "..."

Where does this hostess Mary Su come from?

Which novel did you borrow from this full of ancient early style words?

Rong Huang resisted the urge to cover his eyes and continued to watch the show.

"Wen Yumin doesn't even have the qualifications to live in an old house, so I can only squeeze in a small villa with my old man." Chi Si looked down at his watch, and said, "She is not worth my effort to deal with her.

Wen Qingshu heard this, even the delicate makeup could not hide his pale face.

Before coming to Chi's old house, she promised her sister-in-law that she would fall in love with Chisi at first sight.

But now it seems that neither she nor my sister-in-law is worth mentioning in Chi Temple's eyes.

In Chisi's eyes, they are even worse than strangers.

"Since Mr. Chi has said so, I don't have any comments, so I will retire first." Wen Qingshu felt very complicated, said dumbly, and then turned to leave.

Chisi glanced at the carpet delivered from France on the floor of the restaurant and frowned.

"Housekeeper, let the carpet be replaced, it's dirty."

Wen Qingshu, who hadn't walked out of the Chi family's old house, looked green and white after hearing this.

Chi Temple deceived so much, she must make him pay!

Wen Qingshu squeezed the bag in his hand and strode out of the Chi family's old house.

The sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground gradually faded away, and Chi Temple looked up at the stairs in a leisurely manner.