Kuai Chuan Ancestor: Paranoid villain is addicted to pets

Chapter 85 Delicate cannon fodder vs gloomy disabled boss 85
With a forced smile, she tugged at the corner of Shen Yan's clothes, and said coldly, "Don't look!"

Shen Yan came back to his senses, looked away, his eyes were dim.

He knew that it was impossible for him and An Qing in this life.

Fu Jingchen is so good now, what chance does he have of winning?

"Go down." He took a deep breath, turned around and went down the stairs, but An Xue wanted to hold his hand but couldn't.

She pursed her lower lip tightly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, trying her best to look happy, she walked down the stairs with her chest upright, but her gaze was always looking towards An Qing intentionally or unintentionally.

Suddenly, her eyes trembled violently, and she stared straight at the Heart of the Ocean on An Qing's neck, her expression extremely shocked.

Heart of the Ocean? ?
It turned out to be the heart of the ocean! ?

It turned out that Fu Jingchen was the one who took the picture of the heart of the ocean. No wonder she thought that man looked familiar. Probably when Fu Jingchen came to An's house last time, she took a rough look at him.

So it was Fu Jingchen who rescued An Qing in KTV last time, and he was also the one outside the school. They still posted photos and posts stupidly, oh, how stupid!How stupid! !

An Xue felt that it was ironic and ridiculous. She lost, completely lost.

She was disheartened and cold, and didn't pay attention to her feet. Suddenly, the heel of her shoe tripped on the steps, and she swayed for a while, and then fell down the stairs screaming.

Shen Yan wanted to help, but it was too late, so he could only watch her rolling down the stairs.

An Qing and Fu Jingchen were socializing with a group of people around them, when they suddenly heard screams, they hurried over to have a look, and saw An Xue lying under the stairs covered in injuries, with a puddle of blood gushing out from under her body.

"Is she pregnant?"

"It should be, so she got pregnant first and then got married? I don't think Young Master Shen is very happy, he must be forced."

"I also think that it's just that I'm afraid I can't keep this child now, and I don't know if Young Master Shen will marry her."

……

Discussions from all around poured into An Xue's ears, An Xue firmly grasped the hem of her skirt, fixedly stared at An Qing, feeling a surge of hatred in her heart.

Why is this happening?

Obviously, she was the one who was unbearable before.

She is not reconciled!Not reconciled!

An Qing blinked her eyes inexplicably, why staring at her like that?
Those who didn't understand thought she pushed her down.

Those eyes were so poisonous that he wanted to kill her, it was terrifying.

Xiaobai: "Shivering, this woman is so scary!"

Fu Jingchen's eyes turned cold, and he walked up to An Qing and protected her behind him.

He didn't understand why she hated An Qing so much, but it didn't matter, he would never allow her to hurt her.

An Xue lowered her eyelids under Fu Jingchen's cold gaze, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Originally, all of this belonged to her. This man, the heart of the ocean, and the rich life belonged to her. It was An Qing who took away this everything!
The engagement banquet was terminated because of this accident. An Xue was sent to the hospital by Zhao Wan and An Jiahe. Out of responsibility, Shen Yan also followed.

When he walked to the door, he turned his head and took a deep look at An Qing. When he got into the car, he saw An Xue's painful face, and he felt relieved.

"Let's go back." The guests left one after another, and Fu Jingchen also took An Qing out.

"I really didn't expect such a thing to happen." An Qing sighed as she got in the car.

"You don't hate her?" Fu Jingchen asked seeing her regretful expression.

An Qing shook her head, "I'm living a good life now, there's no need to hate her."

Fu Jingchen held her little hand tightly with a smile. He knew that she had always been a generous and kind girl.

(End of this chapter)