Chapter 482 Little Demon, Don’t Run (6)

Chi Si is still wearing a black shirt and trousers of the same color, with a proud abstinence.

Unlike yesterday, the man wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses today.

The gold-rimmed glasses rested on the bridge of the nose, adding a touch of gentleness and scum.

On the ground not far from the Chi Temple, sat a woman with long curly hair in a messy dress.

The long curly hair is wearing a red skirt, and the turbulent chest almost breaks through a thin layer of fabric.

Rong Huang narrowed his eyes.

Want to hammer it.

The woman was crying, talking while crying, "Mr. Chi, if I get hurt here today, sister-in-law will definitely investigate."

So you can't do anything to me.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Chi Si looked at the crazy woman coldly, as if he was looking at a clown.

"So?" Chi Si's face was cold, the knife and fork in his hand reflected the edge, "You are dead, what does it have to do with me?"

"There are many ways to die, but it has nothing to do with me."

The man's ruthless words made the woman's body tremble uncontrollably after being hit by the man's cane to the ground.

"Mr. Chi, how could you do this?" Wen Qingshu's expression was unbelievable, as if he was frightened, "I just listened to my sister-in-law and came to have a blind date with Mr. Chi. What did I do wrong?"

The knife and fork in Chi Temple's hand cut open the poached egg, and the tip of the knife slashed across the plate, making a piercing sound.

Chi Si paused, and looked in the direction of the stairs with his eyes.

The man's movement was so fast that even the housekeeper behind him didn't notice it.

Chi Si put down the knife and fork, leaned back on the back of the wheelchair, and a smile flashed across his eyes behind the glasses.

But when he looked at the woman on the ground, he became indifferent for an instant.

"Wen Yumin is just the old man's remarried woman. She didn't even hold a wedding banquet. What right does she have to control my marriage?"

Wen Yumin is Wen Qingshu's little aunt, and also the woman that Mr. Chi remarried.

But it's just one of the many women that Mr. Chi is more pleasing to the eye. With the family behind him, he became Mr. Chi's third wife.

"Sister-in-law is my elder, Mr. Chi, you can't say that about her!" Wen Qingshu stood up slowly, glaring at Chi Si angrily, "If Mr. Chi just wants to make sister-in-law sad by insulting me, then you have succeeded."

Rong Huang: "..."

Where did this come from, Mary Sue?

Where did this full of ancient Chinese style words come from?

Rong Huang resisted the urge to cover her eyes and continued watching the play.

"Wen Yumin doesn't even have the qualifications to live in an old house, so he can only squeeze in a small villa with the old man." Chi Si looked down at his watch and said, "She's not worth my time and effort to deal with her."

After Wen Qingshu heard this, even her delicate makeup couldn't hide her pale face.

Before coming to the Chi family's old house, she also promised her sister-in-law that she would make Chi Si fall in love with her at first sight.

But now it seems that neither she nor sister-in-law are worth mentioning in Chi Si's eyes.

In Chi Si's eyes, they are even worse than strangers.

"Since Mr. Chi has said so, I have no objection, so I will leave first." Wen Qingshu said in a hoarse voice with complicated emotions, then turned and left.

Chi Si glanced at the carpet sent from France on the restaurant floor, and frowned.

"Housekeeper, have the carpet replaced, it's dirty."

Wen Qingshu, who hadn't walked out of the Chi family's old house, turned pale and pale after hearing this.

Chi Si is too deceitful, she must make him pay the price!

Wen Qingshu tightly squeezed the bag in her hand, and strode out of the Chi family's old house.

The sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground gradually faded away, and Chi Si calmly looked up at the stairs, "I've seen enough drama, should I come down?"