The Concubine Queen of the Phoenix: Your Majesty spoils his wife excessively

Chapter 28 Dark night, the contest between men and women [4]

Su Qingying, it is absolutely impossible to be a bargaining chip being manipulated by others, so she can only be a high-ranking banker!
Jun Xiye didn't speak, but looked deeply at the delicate little girl in front of her with unpredictable eyes.

She - really is different.

Su Zhong was willing to marry her into an enemy country, and ruthlessly drove her out of the house—what an idiot.

Slowly bending her thin lips, Jun Xiye asked in the softest and softest voice.

"Don't want to be a chess piece?"

"no way!"

"Don't want to be manipulated?"

"no way!"

"Don't want to control life and death in the hands of others?"

"no way!"

Three "never", said from the light mouth, resonant.

She has a slender figure and a soft voice, but her eyes are calm and clear.

On that small face that could make a man fascinated, it was full of tenacity and seriousness.

This kind of Su Qingying, just standing there, made people feel a sense of oppression for no reason - even Jun Xiye, who had gone through the bloody storm, would not deny that Su Qingying was indeed a good opponent.

"good very good……"

Jun Xiye seemed to be laughing, muttering to himself, his black eyes full of interest.

Qingqing has never been polite when facing Jun Xiye. This man makes her feel a sense of crisis, especially when he looks at her—with a certain desire for aggression, which makes her tense up involuntarily.

Under Jun Xiye's gaze, she involuntarily took a step back.

"My lord wants to kill me, it's easier than crushing an ant, but after killing me... Don't forget, my lord, I'm a person who has committed a crime in Pingguo now, and no one can want me except Su Yinhe Fate, even the prince can't."

Jun Xiye smiled softly, "My lord, when did I say I wanted to kill you?"

Otherwise, what kind of eyes do you have!

Straightforwardly, she thought that in the next second, he would draw out the silver fan and kill her...!
Taking a small step back without leaving any traces, Qingyao decided to stay away from this wicked evildoer who looks picturesque on the outside, but is actually dark and vicious.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the light little embroidered shoes leaning back, and the smile on Jun Xiye's lips became much stronger.

It turns out that she is not fearless either—

"Why, are you afraid?" He pointed to her retreat.

"I bother!"

Lily didn't care about his boudoir dogma, she stopped and moved her little feet for two and a half steps, and stared back with big eyes that were strong and brave.

"I, Su Qingying, have never been afraid of anyone!"

"Oh, is it..."

The typical skeptical tone made Qingying have the urge to jump up and slap him away fiercely. She squeezed her little paws again and again, and finally she simply pinched her waist and "roared" back at him ferociously.

"Otherwise! Don't think that you are high and powerful, and everyone in the world has to obey you. I don't care what others do. In my dictionary, the word obedience has never been used! Is the prince very big? Too big God? Even if God doesn’t let me die, why should others take my life!”

Compared with the light and frivolous reflection, Jun Xiye is much more elegant.

He reached out and took the book Qingying was reading, flipped through a few pages casually, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and asked softly, "Since you're not afraid, why didn't you refuse Chu Yang's request?"

"..."

The sudden question made Qingying startled for a moment, then silently put down her hands and did not speak.

Jun Xiye was right, she did not refuse Jun Chuyang's request to marry her.

She just said that she needed to think about it—this kind of ambiguous reply neither refused nor agreed.

(End of this chapter)