Quick Transmigration: The vixen is entangled by the sickly school grass

Chapter 191 The scent of tea overflows from the sickly husband
Immediately, more than a dozen gazes focused on Xue Qing at the same time.

Especially the gazes from the master and Jinse from the front left are colder and sharper than a sword that kills people and skins them.

Xueqing was pinched by Qin Ruiling's wrist, she had no choice but to retreat, and she said: "...Slave, I don't know."

Qin Ruiling's eyes flickered, and he scanned Jinse and the young man in white probing.

To whom is Xue Qing calling "slave"?
She suddenly remembered Xue Qing's faint timidity when facing the young man in white, and related to the phrase "distinguished guest", she became extremely interested in this handsome man like an ice sculpture.

It seems that this person's identity should not be simple, and he is definitely not the "son" of the White Crane Society that he guessed at first.

Jinse didn't need to look at Shu Wenyan's face to know that he was extremely impatient.

Such a thing happened to the master in the White Crane Society that he was in charge of... Jinse turned pale, smiled forcedly, and approached Qin Ruiling's arm affectionately, "My lord, all members of the White Crane Society are available for you to choose, except for this .He is not one of us, and he is here to have fun just like you!"

Having said that, it would be too unreasonable for Qin Ruiling to pester her any more.

However, Qin Ruiling has always been a person who doesn't care about his reputation.

To put it bluntly, could her reputation be worse?
Qin Ruiling raised a smile, and a hint of beauty appeared on her handsome face, making it even more difficult to distinguish between male and female.

"Young Master, are you alone? I happen to be alone as well, why don't we come together? It would be more lively if there are more people?"

Shu Wenyan looked at her coldly, "No need."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

This time, Qin Ruiling didn't stop him again.

Although the handsome man is good, Qin Ruiling can't bear to stick his hot face to his cold ass all the time.

However, there is still a bit of reluctance in my heart.

Just when the figure of the man was about to disappear from sight, Qin Ruiling couldn't help asking loudly: "At least tell me your name?"

Shu Wenyan turned his head to look at her, his picturesque features made her fall in love, and his ruthless words made her wake up instantly.

"No need."

Qin Ruiling hummed heavily, and cursed, "Stingy!"

Jinse quickly smiled and smoothed her hair, "Master, don't be angry, we Baihe Club have many beautiful men!"

"Look, which one do you like, Young Master?"

Looking in the direction of her finger, Qin Ruiling couldn't help but let out another long sigh.

These young masters are all good-looking, at least they can't fault it, but Qin Ruiling always sees the face of the white-clothed man in Qin Ruiling's mind from time to time, such a comparison...it's a bit horrible.

Qin Ruiling lost all interest, pouted and asked resolutely: "Sister Jinse, you always know that person's name, right?"

"This..." Jinse had a bitter look on her face.

Qin Ruiling complained quietly: "You always call me good on weekdays...brother, I asked you such a simple question but you held back and didn't tell me!"

Jinse was afraid of her little ancestor, and said with a flattering smile: "My sister can't help but tell you!"

"That son is also mysterious. I only know his face, but I don't know his name."

Jinse didn't know whether Qin Ruiling believed it or not, anyway, she wanted to tell the whole story.

Qin Ruiling waved her fan, "In this case, we have to meet again if we are destined. Sister, I'm going back home first."

Without waiting for Jinse to stay, she strode downstairs and drove back to the mansion with the guard Zhong.

The elegant room on the third floor.

Through the flower window, Shu Wenyan watched from afar the piercing red figure sitting in a luxurious sedan chair and leaving slowly.

It seems that this person's identity is really unusual.

(End of this chapter)