you are my white moonlight

Her shoulders were sore from staying in one position for too long, and she struggled while she was slack, kicking them all away.

The sound of everyone humming in pain caused Chi Shihui to turn his head.

"Sister-in-law? I didn't notice you just now." Seemingly approaching her happily, she smelled a strange smell at the tip of her nose, and backed away holding her nose.

The pretty faces were all wrinkled together, "Sister-in-law, this is..."

"Clean her from the inside to the outside. If you resist, you know what to do." The cold order, looking at Jian Youqing's eyes with vague complacency, several maids came over immediately.

Chi Shihui was pushed and shoved unintentionally, and she frowned slightly, as if she was hurt, "Can you slow down..."

However, no one paid any attention to her, these maids were a head taller than Jian Youqing, they stepped forward to clasp her shoulders but she broke free.

"Get out of the way! I'll go myself."

Jian Youqing frowned, her beautiful face was full of impatience, she turned and walked into the corridor, her free and easy back could be seen burning with anger.

Shao Tingchen controlled the urge to strangle her to death.

This woman...what right does she have to play with him.

Jian Youqing left the living room for half an hour, everyone present fell into the fear brought by Shao Tingchen, and so did Chi Shihui.

She always felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Did that woman run away again, and was caught by Brother Tingchen?
He had a gloomy face and didn't speak, the air pressure in his body was extremely low. Although he was calm, it was undoubtedly a harbinger of the approaching storm. Shao Tingchen accidentally broke the glass on the coffee table, and the crisp sound was particularly abrupt in this quiet environment.

No one dared to take a big breath, and Chi Shihui flinched even more.

She just arrived, and Shao Tingchen didn't even say to help her arrange a room, so he lost his temper here?

"Who was the person who arranged to serve Miss Jian last time?" Shao Tingchen's terrifying gaze swept across a group of maids.

Ke Yu's legs were trembling, Shao Tingchen frowned, she almost lost her balance and fell to the ground, her eyes sparkled, "Back... back to the young master, it's me."

Someone in the crowd cast a sympathetic look. Shao Tingchen is the god of death who pronounces his fate, and the scythe has come out of its scabbard. "Come with me."

Chapter 108

Ke Yu burst into tears instantly.

Her mind was full of bloody scenes, Shao Tingchen was about to tear her into pieces, her hands were shaking, Chi Shihui silently observed the movement.

Only by understanding the matter in detail and what she should do in the future will she be more confident.

"Ears are decorations? If that's the case, wouldn't it be too cumbersome to keep them?" Shao Tingchen had already stood up, his tall and straight figure cast a shadow, and no one dared to speak in the huge living room.

There was a Swiss Army knife pinned to Ace's waist, and he pulled it out with his bony fingers. The sharp blade shone dazzlingly under the sunlight, and Shao Tingchen glanced at her.

Chi Shihui was also taken aback by the movement.

Ke Yu's vision was blurred by tears, and he almost fell to his knees in front of him.

"Master, Master, I really know I was wrong..."

"Bang!" The saber was shot at the wall, and the tip of the knife was firmly stuck to the door frame. Ke Yu was so surprised that he forgot to cry, and his mouth was so wide that he could stuff an egg.

"Don't make me say the same thing a second time." Shao Tingchen raised his long legs and walked towards the study. He was so tall, and his few words made everyone frightened.

Walking halfway, I stopped, "Take Miss Shihui to her previous room, prepare the things according to the previous preparations, and ask for the best, so that she can live comfortably."

"Yes, sir."

Chi Shihui finally smiled smugly, and she said that Shao Tingchen would definitely agree.

Even if he doesn't want to do it now, there is nothing he can do. How can he fall in love with others after having experienced that.

No one is more suitable except her.