Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

It wasn't until the two of them reached the door of the VIP room that Jiang Manxue realized that Fu Qingye was holding her palm.

The palms of each other are touching, the scorching temperature.

Jiang Manxue quickly pulled her palm out of Fu Qingye's hand, and hid it behind her, with her head lowered, a little ashamed and embarrassed.

With the posture of a little girl, she looked delicate and attractive.

Fu Qingye looked at his suddenly empty palms, raised his eyebrows slightly, and Fu Li looked up at the ceiling with a look of 'I didn't see anything', he held back the smile on his lips, Swipe the card to open the door, and made a please gesture to Jiang Manxue, "Miss Jiang, please."

Jiang Manxue turned her head and asked Fu Qingye with her eyes.

Fu Qingye nodded, "You go in first, I still have things to deal with, come back later, Fu Li will be guarding at the door, just call him whenever you want."

Jiang Manxue glanced at the room where the lights were not turned on, with a hesitant expression on her face and hesitant steps.

The frightening moment she experienced just now made her suddenly instinctively afraid of the unknown room, and her fingers unconsciously began to grab the hem of the skirt.

Fu Qingye's eyes sank, he took two steps forward, pulled her into the room involuntarily, raised his hand and turned on the light, and the dark room instantly brightened.

Decorated in Nordic style, the floor is covered with soft woolen blankets, making people feel an unconscious sense of security when stepping on them.

Fu Qingye pulled Jiang Manxue to the sofa, pressed her shoulders to make her sit down, and then went to the small kitchen to fiddle with it for a while, and brought her a glass of milk.

He put the milk in Jiang Manxue's palm, and said in a gentle voice, "Hey, don't be afraid, I'll be back after you finish drinking this glass of milk."

The warmth of the milk made the glass held in the palm of the hand hot, and Jiang Manxue's heart slowly settled down, "Okay, got it."

Although Fu Qingye's appearance was a bit like coaxing a child, which made her a little uncomfortable, but it did dissipate her fear.

Fu Qingye pressed the button on the side, and suddenly a huge floor-to-ceiling window appeared on the wall directly opposite the sofa. Outside the floor-to-ceiling window was brightly lit and full of voices, it was the auction house.

From this room, you can see the entire appearance of the auction house, and even the auction table can be seen clearly.

Fu Qingye said slowly: "This glass is specially made, you can't see the inside from the outside, so you can sit here and watch with peace of mind."

As he spoke, his eyes lingered on Jiang Manxue's face. When he saw the redness and swelling on her face and the clearly visible palm prints, his eyes narrowed slightly, narrow and long, dark and gloomy. Terrible.

"I'm going out first, wait for me obediently, call Fu Li outside the door if you need anything." Fu Qingye turned around and left after finishing speaking.

"Wait..." Jiang Manxue stopped him.

Fu Qingye turned his head, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Manxue rubbed her fingers on the glass, lowered her eyes and whispered, "Can you let Fu Li in?"

The expression on Fu Qingye's face was a little unnatural for a moment, he snorted softly, "Yes."

He glanced at Fu Li, then pointed to a place at least five meters away from the sofa where Jiang Manxue was sitting, "Come on, come in, just sit there and don't move around."

Fu Li blinked, nodded with a wry smile, "Okay, Boss."

After Fu Li came in, Jiang Manxue relaxed a little bit, the expression on her face relaxed, and there was a little smile on the corners of her brows and eyes, and she said to Fu Qingye: "Then come back quickly."

Hearing this sentence, Fu Qingye rubbed his fingers secretly. Yes, it was the look in his eyes, which looked very much like Lisa, which made him want to hold her in his arms and rub her.

In the end, he restrained himself and walked out with a simple answer.

The moment he left the door, the expression on Fu Qingye's face immediately changed. His whole body was no longer gentle and calm, and his whole body was like Shura's, frighteningly cold.

He went all the way to the room in the corner of the top floor. There was a row of people standing at the door of the room. When they saw Fu Qingye, they all bowed and kept silent.

"How are you?" Fu Qingye asked out loud.

Chen Xiaozhao, who was closest to him, hurriedly stepped forward and replied, "It's not a big deal, it's just the slap on the face, there wasn't much blood, it was just howling inside."

Fu Qingye let out a cold snort from his throat, "Do you still have the strength to howl?"

He took off his suit jacket, and someone beside him immediately stepped forward to take it.Then, he tore off his tie, unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt, and slowly rolled up the cuffs to his elbows.

Chen Xiaozhao bent down, and handed a pure black baseball bat to his hand very respectfully.

Fu Qingye took the baseball bat, weighed it lightly, and nodded in satisfaction.He took out a white handkerchief from the suit pocket on Chen Xiaozhao's chest, and slowly wiped the entire baseball bat. After doing all this, he raised his chin slightly, signaling Chen Xiaozhao to open the door.

With a sound of 'click', the door was opened, and the howling sound came out from the room, with occasional curses.

"Damn, you guys have guts, do you know who I am? I am Li Xiangyang, the nephew of the old man of the Li family, you are dead.

Under the light, Li Xiangyang's hands and feet were tied, and he was wriggling on the ground like a caterpillar. There was still blood on his face, and his hideous appearance looked extremely terrifying.

Fu Qingye walked up to him with a baseball bat in hand, and looked down at him with condescending eyes as if looking at an ant.

In the next moment, the baseball bat was lifted high and hit Li Xiangyang hard, with ruthlessness and determination.

boom!
A muffled sound.

Li Xiangyang let out a mournful howl, like howling a pig.

boom!
Another hit, the baseball bat hit Li Xiangyang in the face, he howled and fell to the side, and by the way, two teeth fell out of his mouth, his mouth was full of blood, flowing out while talking, looking embarrassed Incomparable.

"You...you boy wait to die..."

Li Xiangyang's face was full of pain, and he struggled to say harsh words, but the extremely embarrassed appearance at this moment immediately discounted his harsh words.

He stared wide-eyed, his canthus tearing open, "I tell you, my brother-in-law is the director of the Public Security Bureau, if you don't kill me today, you'll just wait until the end of the prison..."

Hearing what he said, Fu Qingye narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes slightly, and he slowly squatted down, untying the rope that bound his hands.

Li Xiangyang thought that his threat had worked, and immediately became proud, and said vaguely: "It's more or less the same."

Soon, he knew that he wanted to go wrong.

Fu Qingye's thin lips curled up slightly, and he walked slowly to the wine cabinet beside him, picked up a bottle of champagne, and slammed it on Li Xiangyang's forehead with a 'splash'.

Now it's all right, not only is there blood in the mouth, but also blood on the forehead.