The president's wife is from the devil's sect

A very powerful spark burst out from Shen Jiaxing's eyes, as if it was about to burn the entire office up.

The man with the scar had already sensed such a strong murderous intent from Shen Jiaxing that he didn't dare to take a step forward, but he had something to do and had to let him stand there.

"Second Young Master..." He didn't leave either, but kept asking him, "Don't you think I'm not annoying enough now?"

"Second Young Master, I have no money." The man with the scar was a little embarrassed. Now in this society, others can go and listen to him because of money.

Shen Jiaxing recruited enough people because he had enough money, so these people would listen to him. Once Shen Jiaxing had no money, these people would immediately fall aside.

"Didn't I just allocate a sum of money to you last time, and now you are asking me for money again?" When the word money was mentioned, it was like throwing a handful of firewood into Shen Jiaxing's fire pit, and it immediately started to burn blazingly again .

The office was originally like a volcano, which could erupt at any time, and if one accidentally erupted, it would kill people.

"Second Young Master, you also know that every time you go out and find some killers, the money will be used up very quickly." If the man with the scar hadn't had no money now, he wouldn't just ask Shen Jiaxing for money.

Shen Jiaxing narrowed his eyes, and there was a sharp murderous look hidden in his eyes, then he slowly stood up from the chair, stealing a murderous look: "And then?"

"Second Young Master, you know that without this money, it would be very difficult for those under him to control."

Anxiously, Shen Jiaxing took out a check from his pocket, then wrote a number and threw it over.

The man should be very happy when he got this check, but he was a little embarrassed when he saw the number on it. Facing such a powerful threat at night, he was really in a dilemma: "Second young master, the money Probably not enough."

"Not enough?" Shen Jiaxing's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot at that time, and those eyes were so fierce that they were about to kill someone.

Then Shen Jiaxing walked into him slowly, step by step, saying a word every time he took a step.

"From the moment Zhao Qingwu appeared, I asked you to teach her a good lesson. Did you do it? You didn't. You let Zhao Qingwu run away under your nose time and time again, and you dare to ask me for money?"

Shen Jiaxing had a gloomy face, and what he said was very cold. He heard the cold sweat on the forehead of the man with the scar all the time. The room, which was not too big or small, was filled with a very fierce atmosphere. He swallowed : "Second Young Master, you also know that the money is being used up too fast now."

"The order continues, whoever can come up with a way for me to deal with Shen Fengchen, I will reward him with [-] million."

"Are you serious?" The man's eyes lit up immediately, as if it was hard to believe what he said now.

If you can defeat Shen Fengchen, you will be able to occupy all the property of the entire Shen family. That's hundreds of billions, tens of thousands of billions, is it even short of this one hundred million.

But for those who have never seen money, this [-] million is simply pie in the sky. Seeing the greedy eyes of his subordinates, Shen Jiaxing was very disappointed in his heart: "You just do what I say."

When the man with the scar thought of so much money, he must have had an idea right away. He took this check and the words Shen Jiaxing said, and left the office quickly.

Shen Jiaxing slowly smoked a cigarette, and the cigarette lingered throughout the room, making his face obscure, then he slowly extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray in front of him, and said through gritted teeth: "Shen Fengchen, you Just wait and see."

……

The Shen's house was brightly lit, and a light that was not too weak was lit in the room. There was a faint fragrance in the room, and it felt refreshing when it was inhaled into the abdominal cavity.

Shen Fengchen raised his head suddenly, and saw Zhao Qingwu walking out of the bathroom, wearing such thin clothes and a white lace skirt, as if there was nothing to cover her body, showing her body, after Shen Fengchen saw that enchanting body, almost Nosebleed at one point.

She was like a very shy rose, when she walked up to her, that very beautiful face completely seduced Shen Fengchen's heart.

"Can you blow my hair for a while?" Zhao Qingwu's voice was like a thin rope, tightly wrapped around every nerve of Shen Fengchen, he only felt his back tense, and his body no longer listened to him. I ordered it myself.

Especially when Zhao Qingwu approached, Shen Fengchen could easily feel the flexibility of her chest against his rigid body, and the most primitive source of a man erupted in an instant, making Shen Fengchen's eyes It is as hot as magma that is about to burn.

Zhao Qingwu didn't notice the change in Shen Fengchen's eyes, and was still so close to him.

Ever since Elder Qingmu said that he could use this dual cultivation method, Zhao Qingwu has been pestering him all day long, hoping that this exercise can benefit both of them.

In the small room, because of a hormone produced by the close contact of two people, the atmosphere in the room, coupled with the not-too-bright light, seemed to be rippling with ambiguous emotions.

"you……"

"you……"

Both of them were talking at the same time. In order to show himself a gentleman, Shen Fengchen let Zhao Qingwu speak first.

Zhao Qingwu walked up without saying a word, and directly stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck: "Shen Fengchen, when can we practice dual cultivation skills?" That feminine aura floated into Shen Fengchen's stomach, making his senses tremble. With a certain desire, the brain has no chance to think, and the eyes are instantly dull.

This sudden intimacy made Shen Fengchen stunned, but Zhao Qingwu saw his reaction was a bit weird, and asked in puzzlement: "What's the matter? Why don't you talk?"

"..." Shen Fengchen already knew that in all likelihood, she was making this wishful thinking.

"Elder Qingmu said that you passed the vitality in your body to me, and then let me recover."

Shen Fengchen found out more and more that every time Zhao Qingwu was in danger, he would burst out this kind of energy immediately to save him. Could it be because it was Zhao Qingwu that he had this kind of explosive ability? Chance.

There is nothing in the room, but there is an ambiguous atmosphere, which is a kind of smell that is difficult to appear.

"Let me blow your hair first." Shen Fengchen carefully blows his hair with the hair dryer, watching her long hair fluttering in his palm, his heart seems to be tickled by the hair, a certain A desire has been pried open.

That feeling is very comfortable, especially helping the man he loves deeply, so he will feel happier.