"You are busy, remember to take good care of your mommy."
"..." Shangguan Zhixing calmed down and advised, "Brother, please think clearly about this matter before doing it. Feng Liye just happened to be with Lingge. He did nothing wrong, he lost his life.
After that. And, if Lingge knows, you..."
"She won't know." Shangguan Rui interrupted coldly, not wanting to continue the discussion.
"But--"
"Disconnect first." Shangguan Rui said, not giving Shangguan Zhixing the opportunity to speak, and cut off the line.
Thick eyebrows, dark eyes, and a calm breath with a hint of sinisterness...
The study room was quiet, and the terrible cold smell continued to spread.
Jiang You watched and didn't even dare to go forward.
Standing at the door from afar, looking into the study room-
Shangguan Rui was deeply trapped in the leather chair, and the shadows reflected by the light completely covered his facial features and couldn't see clearly.
Only those black eyes looked particularly cold...
The long dead silence makes the breathing and heartbeat sound so clearly and clearly.
"Jiang You."
After a while, Shangguan Rui raised his eyes and his cold voice echoed in the dead space.
"Yes." Jiang You dared not hesitate and immediately stepped forward.
"Go and find out what this person is doing."
A photo of rinsing was pressed on the table.
"After finding it, you must immediately..." Jiang You did not finish speaking and made a move to wipe his neck.
Shangguan Rui's eyes flashed, "No need."
Before he could find out how Feng Liye went to the black market and bought Tianshu and gave Guan Xinyu as a gift, he would not touch Feng Liye.
"yes."
"Send someone to stare at Luo Xiaolan, and you will not be allowed to relax for a second."
"yes."
Jiang You left.
Shangguan Rui was still stuck in the leather chair, motionless, and his handsome face was dull.
The photos on the table were turned on again, and the thirteen-year-old Sikong Lingge was vividly seen in the photo frame.
Shangguan Rui's eyes kept staring at him, not moving away.
"wipe--"
The lighter sounded.
The cigar was lit, and Shangguan Rui took a breath and spit it out.
Originally, I no longer had the idea of caring about Yu being Sikong Lingge.
As a result, Zhixing suddenly gave himself such an explosive answer.
Guanxinyu is Sikong Lingge...
Shangguan Rui was smoking a cigar and it was difficult to explain clearly what kind of mood he was now—
The surprise that has been lost over the years, the jealousy of Feng Liye being the one who has been with Sikong Lingge for ten years... There are all kinds of tastes, and the deepest of them is the heartache.
The hunter in the black market said that when the mysterious man appeared, Sikong Lingge was dead, and Tianshu pulled it off Lingge's ear...
With a thrust of his chest, Shangguan Rui suddenly stood up, knocked out the cigar, and returned to the bedroom.