Chapter 932 Old events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 28

The two Pingcheng officials who had just spoken next to Fu Rongheng were shocked at this moment. When they recalled what they had said before, their faces turned pale and they added cautiously.

"...I must have been blind just now. How could Miss Chu be a good match for that person?"

"Yes, even if the sky falls and the earth falls, they will not be together!"

Fu Rongheng didn't react at all. He didn't take these words to heart at all. In the silence of the whole hall, he drank two glasses of wine. In the middle of the night, people dispersed. He stood up and said goodbye to everyone. He nodded, declined the offer, and walked straight out.

He didn't look at Chu Jinan again.

The pace is always steady.

Throughout the banquet, until Fu Rongheng left the banquet, no sound was heard one after another.

Chu Jinan watched him walk away from the corner of his eye, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his heartbeat became fainter, his delicate white fingers slowly tightened the hem of the black dress, and suddenly - ran out!

At the same time, Xiyu Street.

A hundred meters east, there was a black car parked, shrouded in the middle of the night, brewing a cold conspiracy.

Fu Jingshen waited in the car until he saw a figure coming out of the gate of the house, then he got out of the car and shouted.

Fu Jingshen continued, his voice echoing on the long street. The strategy of sowing dissension has never been extinguished since ancient times.

The person in front finally stopped, turned around, and his upright figure fell into the shadowy light mist, with deep outlines and dense shadows, entering the painting three-thirds of the way.

Feng Lingzhi narrowed his eyes, with a firm and disdainful tone, and looked past him: "Fu Sixth Young Master, go ahead and dream!"

The two shadows were blown far and near by the wind.

The man in his thirties stopped and looked at him. He had white hair on his temples and a cold shadow in the wind and frost. Only his eyes were like falcons. "Is something okay, Mr. Six?"

Fu Jingshen couldn't bear to lose face after being refuted one after another. He thought of Tang Hanting, who had sworn to disobey him, and became even more sinister and angry.

"No need, Feng still has something to do!" Feng Lingzhi was unmoved and walked forward.

"Did you touch her?" Chu Jinan looked at Hua Ying's leaving back, then moved to the man's cold brows, and asked abruptly.

At this moment, he was standing silently under the streetlight, watching her from a distance, looking careless for no reason.

Eyes facing each other.

Chu Jinan stopped moving, stared at him, and said word by word: "Fourth brother."

The dim light of the street lamp couldn't remove the chill around him. He only had two colors on his body, the solemn black of his military uniform and the lonely white of his shirt. He had a serious but drunken body, and he was born to be noble and aloof.

Chu Jinan couldn't see his eyes clearly, but he also knew that he was looking at her.

A sudden sound broke the atmosphere between the two of them.

The night wind was cool, with a hint of chill, as if I had suddenly returned to a winter I had never seen before.

She didn't care, she looked at the back of the man striding away in front of her, and called his name, her voice breaking through the quiet night.

Fu Rongheng looked at her but was not in a hurry to speak.

The shadows on the ground are one behind the other, far away from each other.

There was a look of astonishment in Hua Ying's eyes, as if she didn't believe he would make this decision.

She's crossed a line.

There was no emotion in his voice, but Chu Jinan felt that he was angry, and after many years of acquaintance, he seemed to be more angry than ever this time.

"Fu Rongheng!"

With the glitz gone and far away from the hustle and bustle, the scenery outside is the most secluded. The moonlight shines through the gaps in the sycamore trees, and the shadows are mottled on the ground.

"Adjutant Feng is brave and good at fighting. I appreciate your ability. If you are willing to work with me, I can give you gold, beauty, power, whatever Fu Rongheng can give you."

The moonlight passed through the treetops, and his shoulders were filled with pure white light. He was dressed in black, getting farther and farther away, and outlined a profound outline.

She walked forward, but without any warning, someone grabbed her wrist forcefully and pulled her back lightly!

"In that case, I won't disturb Fourth Brother's night party with the beautiful lady."

The wind roared, and it was hard to see clearly in the long night.

Fu Rongheng opened his thin lips and slowly uttered a sentence: "I can't remember clearly."

Everything is silent, and the moon rises to the sky.

Lingding's slender figure walked quickly. Under the moonlight, her hair was in a high bun, her lips were red and her face was jade. Three thousand black hairs were like ink, and hibiscus emerged from the clear water.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Chu Jinan's lips. He had already anticipated what would happen next and had no interest in staying any longer.

Feng Lingzhi paused.

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Fu Rongheng raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

Fu Jingshen stopped him and lowered his voice.

She straightened her skirt, like a lazy and beautiful black swan, walked towards Fu Rongheng step by step, met his eyes, and asked, "What are you angry about?"

The finger bones covering the wrist bones were very hard, with sharp lines and cold temperature. Chu Jinan felt a little pain when he pinched her. He couldn't help but frown as he listened to his calm words.

But he didn't stop, didn't even pause, and continued walking forward.

He looked at Feng Lingzhi's leaving back, sneered, and said loudly: "Fu Rongheng only treats you as a sincere dog, but do you really treat yourself as a human being?!"

"Who doesn't know that the fourth master of the Fu family is suspicious, cold-blooded and ruthless by nature? When he becomes famous, you will die!"

A long and silent confrontation.

"Adjutant Feng!"

The atmosphere was deathly silent.

"Fourth Master!"

It's never been so cold.

Late at night.

This sentence is so straightforward and abrupt, and everyone understands its meaning.

The man's eyes were downcast, and Chu Jinan felt as if his back weighed a thousand kilograms. He was obviously a little scared, but he was not to be outdone. He raised his chin under the street light, with thin and stubborn lines, deliberately irritating him: "How many times did you touch her?

"

There were only two people left, standing opposite each other.

Night sky, street lights, streets.

"I have three thousand fine wines at home, and I hope Adjutant Feng will give me a chance to apologize."

As soon as he saw Feng Lingzhi, Fu Jingshen thought of how he had pointed a gun at him in the study a few months ago. He was filled with hatred in his heart, but he had a gentle and kind smile on his face.

That glance made Huaying's beating heart stop.

Fu Rongheng's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at her with a thin layer of cold and dull ice, naturally strong and inviolable: "Say it again."

"There were a lot of shortcomings in the past, but I did it unintentionally. I also hope that Adjutant Feng will not be exposed to outsiders."

Two buttons of his shirt were casually unbuttoned, revealing half of his collarbone. He was extremely aggressive. When he looked down at people, he looked like that, cold and romantic.

Chu Jinan's face suddenly changed, his eyes were red, he was confused, and he pushed him away fiercely: "Get away!"

"Fourth Master..."

"Let's talk about it another day."

She raised her head, looked at Fu Rongheng with watery eyes, and said in a slightly anxious voice: "I have something to talk to you about..."

She walked further away, but was restrained by someone's hand and thrown in front of her.

"I thought you understood me." Fu Rongheng clasped her wrist firmly, his voice carrying a slightly tired tone, brushing past her ears, "Chu Jin'an."

At least when she asked this question, Fu Rongheng was indeed a little surprised.

Chu Jinan forced his hand away, and his palms were sticky, which was in great contrast with his cold body temperature.
Chapter completed!