Rebirth: Noble Miss Returns

How could Fu Sihui not feel heartache when his woman was in the arms of other men, but he had to bear it at this time.

"Dongfang Sheng, I advise you not to touch things you shouldn't touch." Fu Siming smiled faintly on his lips, but his sharp eyes, like two deadly arrows, shot straight into Dongfang Sheng's heart.

Dongfang family, he was left behind by his men. If Dongfang Sheng doesn't know what's right or wrong, don't blame him for killing them all.

When he said this, Fu Siming's eyes focused on Su Jin.

Dongfang Sheng's heart was filled with fire. He provocatively took Su brocade to his body and said sarcastically, "Mr. Fu is still so domineering, but what I don't understand is what I shouldn't touch."

His resolute chin, if any, fell on the head of Su brocade.

Such a provocative action, he did not believe that Fu Siyu could resist it.

At this time, the music became excited. Dongfang Sheng only felt that his arms were empty. Su brocade had been held in his arms by Fu Siming.

In his arms, it was Xia Yanran.

Both of them were stunned. They didn't expect Fu Siming to do it.

Su Jin looked at Fu Siming in surprise and anger, but it was not easy to attack, so she had to let him hold him tightly.

"Fu Sishui, you loosen it." Su Jin whispered a warning to him.

The spark between them just splashed, and she didn't understand it.

But these two people took her as a chip. Su Jin was angry and angry. She pushed Fu Siming away coldly. She didn't even look at Dongfang Sheng and walked to the rest area alone.

Seeing this, Dongfang Sheng hurried after him.

"Xiaojin." He called her apologetically, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't use you as a chip." Su brocade gave a sneer on her lips and replied, "if an apology is useful, why do you want the police? You know I'll be angry if you do this. What does it mean?"

"Xiaojin, it's not what you think. I never wanted to hurt you."

Unfortunately, his words were not persuasive in Su Jin's eyes. She looked at him coldly and said, "it shows that I have no position in your heart. I am like an item useful to you. When I have use value, you will regard me as jewelry. When I have no use value, you will kick me away, but I don't hate you at all."

Su Jin raised her head, looked at Dongfang Sheng's injured eyes, and said ruthlessly and absolutely: "because I never liked you, I married you just to repay my kindness. I thought this way could make up for you, but now I find that it's a big mistake. Feelings can't be used as goods to measure their value, It should not be used as a tool for you to get along with others. Dongfang Sheng, let's stop here. "

These words were what Su Jin wanted to say for a long time. The reason why she didn't say them was that she was afraid of hurting Dongfang Sheng.

But today, she saw Dongfang Sheng clearly.

He doesn't deserve her to worry so much.

"Take this glass of wine as a toast." Su Jin picked up the champagne in front of her and drank it in one gulp. Dongfang Sheng suddenly widened her eyes and watched her drink none of the wine in the cup.

This cup of wine has been tampered with. It was originally for Fu Siming to drink. Unexpectedly, it was drunk by Su Jin.

"Xiaojin..." Dongfang Sheng's eyes were about to crack, and his hands clenched into fists, trying to tell her the truth.

But he finally did nothing and slowly released his hand.

After seeing Fu Siming in the distance, Dongfang Sheng had an evil idea in his mind.

Su Jin put down his glass and felt dizzy and disgusting.

She shook her head hard, and her consciousness gradually blurred.

There was a rush of excitement in the body.

This feeling made her very thirsty / eager, and the temperature of her body gradually increased.

"Xiao Jin, are you drunk? I'll help you to have a rest." Dongfang Sheng took the opportunity to hold Su Jin's arm and wanted to take her away from the party.

Su Jin resisted her physical discomfort. A pair of cold sharp eyes looked at Dongfang Sheng and said angrily, "did you add something to this wine?"

Her eyes seemed to be sharp with insight into everything. Dongfang Sheng was flustered and a layer of fine sweat oozed from his back.

He forced himself to be calm and pretended to be puzzled: "what are you talking about, Xiaojin?"

The more Dongfang Sheng denies it, the more there is no silver here.

Su Jin looked at his eyes, which were full of disappointment. He said he would protect her all his life.

But in the end, she found that it was just Dongfang Sheng's tool to deal with Fu Siming.

"Go away." Su Jin pushed Dongfang Sheng away, stumbled two steps and suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

Fu Siming saw her obviously red abnormal face and looked at Dongfang Sheng with frightening eyes, as if to break his body into pieces.

"Dongfang Sheng, you'd better pray that she's okay, or I'll make the Dongfang family disappear completely on the earth."

This is not a threat, but a crushing of strength.

Fu has this strength. Dongfang Sheng experienced it five years ago.

Overnight, the stock fell, the family business plummeted, and all partners announced the cancellation of cooperation.

Even signed contracts are broken.

His grandmother died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage because she couldn't stand such a big blow.

Dongfang Sheng lost everything overnight. Like the God of plague, everyone was afraid to avoid it.

Now the old story is going to be staged again. Dongfang Sheng stands in place, his blood seems to be freezing, and looks at the Su brocade being held in Fu Siming's arms.

This feeling is worse than gouging out his heart.

He walked to Fu Siming and smiled insidiously at him: "don't you wonder, I've been getting along with Su Jin day and night in the past five years. Have we ever had anything?"

Hearing these words, Su Jin suddenly widened her eyes, grabbed Dongfang Sheng's collar with her only reason, and asked with injured eyes: "Dongfang Sheng, do you know what you're talking about?"

He is so full of nonsense that he wants to push her into the abyss.

There are reporters everywhere in the meeting hall. How could they miss such strong / hot news.

Fu Siming glanced coldly at the reporters around him. His eyes were full of warnings: "Whoever dares to write indiscriminately, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing others."

The reporters all lowered their heads bitterly and destroyed all the photos in the camera.

They can't afford to be angry at all, and they can't afford the cost of being angry.

"I still have one step ahead, one step ahead."

"I also have an important interview, and I'm leaving."

For a moment, the reporters walked clean like scattered beasts.

Dongfang Sheng looked at the scattered reporters and his eyes wanted to crack.

Fu Siming's snobbery is even bigger than he imagined. Even the media dare not annoy him. Then he is still qualified to fight him.

"Xiao Jin, I'll take you." Fu Siming grabbed the brocade and disappeared in front of the crowd.