A black Bentley drove into a boulevard, with towering trees on both sides of the road, fell backwards, and the car drove through the wrought iron gate, through the garden, and into the house.
Stopped lightly at the door, Shen Xiujin got out of the car first, and then bent down to pick up the woman in the car.
The woman's eyes were hollow, and she let him hold her.
Steward Xia came out: "Sir, are you back?"
As soon as he spoke, his eyes suddenly froze when he touched the disheveled woman in Shen Xiujin's arms and looked at the men's suit wrapped around her.
The shriveled lips moved a few times, and he bowed his back with a smile.
The person in front of him walked past him, and the old butler secretly glanced at it, and at this glance, he suddenly stared at the old man in shock, staring at the dazzling red.
"Sir, I'll take it for you."
The old butler hurriedly stepped forward, said with a dry throat, stretched out his hand, and wanted to take the red book that Shen Xiujin was holding Jian Tong in his palm by the way.
The old housekeeper had the heart to take the red, and took the opportunity to see more clearly what this red book was, but unexpectedly, the man strode to the side, retreated, and after retreating, he continued to walk forward, and said lightly: "It's not early, Steward Xia go and rest." ” Steward Xia still refuses to give up: "This is ...... thing" "This doesn't need to be bothered by Steward Xia."
The man said indifferently.
"But ......"
Steward Xia was still arguing.
Suddenly!
Shen Xiujin stopped suddenly, then held the person in his arms and did not move, his thin waist half went back, and his slanted eyes swept on the old face of Steward Xia who refused to give up behind him, and suddenly the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, but he was cold, and the ice blade under his eyes shot towards Steward Xia: "You just need to do your duty." ” The warning is self-evident!
Steward Xia's old bark's face was pale, and his eyes were full of unwillingness, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.
Da, da, da......
I heard the footsteps in front of me getting farther and farther away.
Steward Xia suddenly raised his head, and secretly shouted behind Shen Xiujin angrily: "Sir, do you remember Wei Ming?"
Do you remember......
The brutal persecution that Wei Ming endured before her death?
” The pain in the old housekeeper's eyes was unbearable, and he drank almost hoarsely, and there was a hint of reproach hidden in his words!
Jian Tong's empty pupils flashed for a moment, a very weak glimmer of light, but before it could bloom, it dimmed and annihilated......
It's just that no one saw a hint of mockery in her empty pupils......
Harming others will end up harming yourself, he~ Wei Ming's inhumane persecution before her death?
That was originally a big drama that Xia Weiming prepared for her Jian Tong......
Shen Xiujin raised his foot, paused in mid-air, and then slowly landed, turned his back to the old housekeeper, and said without any emotion: "Her business, I'll talk about it later." ” The words fell, and without stopping, he went to the second floor with the person in his arms in his arms.
Steward Xia stared at the slender back, his old eyes a little distracted......
Sir, just gone?
Even if he mentioned Wei Ming and Wei Ming's death, didn't Mr. have the slightest tenderness and affection?
The old butler pursed his lips......
It's all Jian Tong's vixen!
It must be Jian Tong's vixen who seduced and bewitched Mr.!
Otherwise, otherwise......
How could Mr. have no tenderness for Wei Ming at all?
But......
Jian Tong, the vixen, is going to have a big life!
The old housekeeper remembered what the old master had ordered on the phone, and his eyes couldn't help but burn with a twisted excitement of revenge.
In the bedroom, Shen Xiujin stuffed the woman into the futon and touched her forehead: "I have something to say about Steward Xia."
You're tired, hurry up and go to sleep.
Other......
Jump the track. ” Such tenderness, such warmth, Jian Tong's empty eyes, looking at the ceiling without blinking, like a living dead, insensitive to the outside world.
When Shen Xiujin turned around, he said in his heart: I'm sorry, little boy.
In the next second, the shame in his eyes was hidden, replaced by paranoid possessiveness......
I'm sorry, but, never let go!
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There was a faint voice in my heart saying: Shen Xiujin, you can't let go, once you let go, she will fly.
The voice bothered him, and it made him grapple with her in his hands even more paranoidly.
The tighter the sand, the faster it leaks......