The return of the rich and powerful family

Shen Qingxi only looked up when Zhou Shihan came in, and then continued to play games, as if Zhou Shihan didn't exist at all.

Zhou Shihan sat in front of the dressing table, although she was holding a foundation to touch up her makeup, she kept observing Shen Qingxi through the mirror in front of her.

I have to admit, it's nice to be young.Even without powder, it is full of collagen.Shen Qingxi lowered her head slightly, from Zhou Shihan's perspective, she could only see her two rows of thick long eyelashes flapping one after another like the tail wings of a butterfly.Fan's heart itches unbearably.

Although Shen Qingxi was wearing a plain skirt, the neckline was slightly low.She looks thin, but her chest is quite predictable, white and soft, looming.

Zhou Shihan thought, if the person sitting here was a man, his soul must have been taken away by now.She never thought that Lu Jingxing, such a restrained and connotative man, would fall in love with such a superficial woman like Shen Qingxi.

Sure enough, food, sex, and men's commonality is greater than their individuality.

Zhou Shihan only felt a soreness gushing out of her heart, she pursed her lips, and said in a lukewarm tone, half sarcastic and half sarcastic, "I never thought that Jing Xing's taste is so vulgar now, he only looks at women's faces and body."

Shen Qingxi was forming a team to fight a team battle, he hesitated for a while before realizing that Zhou Shihan was actually mocking herself.

Shen Qingxi still held the phone, and did not stop playing the game.He just casually raised his eyes and glanced at Zhou Shihan.She really couldn't understand that Zhou Shihan was already married and had children, so if he didn't live well with Lu Dongyu, would it be interesting to keep holding on to the past?Has no one ever told her that what is lost cannot be regained?

"Men look at women, not their faces and figures. Could it be that they count the wrinkles at the corners of their eyes?" Shen Qingxi spoke lazily, staring at the phone screen and playing games.

A sentence she seemed to be careless about, but like a knife, it directly pierced Zhou Shihan's weakness.

Zhou Shihan is not yet 30 years old, and she is well maintained, still radiant.But after all, she was married and had a child, so she couldn't compare with an unmarried girl.

Zhou Shihan's delicately made-up face distorted slightly, and her voice became sharper, "I'm curious, what exactly are you looking for in Jing Xing? Money?"

Zhou Shihan's words became more and more harsh, more and more excessive, and more and more harsh.

Shen Qingxi just finished the team battle, put his phone aside casually, looked at Zhou Shihan coldly, smiled coldly, and nodded without hesitation: "Yes. Women's beauty needs to be consumed by men, Lu Jingxing It's not that you can't afford it. Didn't he spend any money on you when you were together? "

Shen Qingxi's tone was unhurried, but as soon as she finished speaking, she heard a bang, and without warning, Zhou Shihan dropped the foundation in her hand on the dressing table. Fortunately, the mirror surface of the dressing table was of good quality, otherwise it would have It shattered all over the place, and it was difficult to end.

Shen Qingxi was startled, and looked at her innocently, "Could it be that Lu Jingxing really didn't spend any money on you? It's simply too much, I will definitely criticize him severely when I go back, and let him pay attention in the future."

After hearing this, Zhou Shihan was already trembling with anger.She and Lu Jingxing, there is no 'later'.

"Shen Qingxi, don't act good when you get cheap. Don't be too happy too early, you are not Mrs. Lu yet. Even if you are married, you may not be Lu Jingxing's last woman."

After Zhou Shihan finished speaking, she turned around and slammed the door to leave.

Shen Qingxi looked at the slammed door, shrugged casually, picked up the phone, and re-entered the game page.

She was just halfway through the game when a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and snatched her mobile phone away.

Shen Qingxi was about to resist, but when she looked up and saw Wei Lan, she could only hold back.

"Stop playing, the recording will start immediately." Wei Lan confiscated Shen Qingxi's cell phone and threw it into her bag. Turning her head, she happened to see the white powder of the pressed powder on the dressing table next door falling everywhere.

"What's the matter?" Azure asked puzzled.