Chapter: 3496

"Shang Qian, I was wrong, really, I shouldn't have taken Su Nan's idea."

Shang Qian seemed not to have heard An Qi's begging for mercy, he pursed his lips, and his tone was cold

"It's useless to apologize for doing something wrong. You should have expected the consequences if you played tricks under my nose?"

That indifferent gaze made An Qi feel a burst of fear.

She couldn't describe Shang Qian's cruelty. Behind his well-groomed clothes, there were countless people holding swords for him.

The next second, she was still worried and frightened.

But suddenly a gust of wind hit, and before she even had time to react, she was pushed to the ground, her neck was strangled, and she was rigidly unable to move.

Her eyes widened, and her complexion suddenly turned pale.

Struggling with both feet.

The man in front of him looked like he came from the Shura field, his complexion was dark and paranoid, and the flash of violence in his eyes made people frightened and terrified.

She slowly felt the powerlessness of being on the verge of death, as if a trace of vitality had been sucked away by life.

Her struggling movements became smaller and smaller, because the hand on her neck was getting stronger and stronger.

Can't understand why Shang Qian's expression is so fickle and cold?

Because of Su Nan?

She is like a piece of garbage, who can die in this dark room anytime and anywhere.

For Shang Qian, it was too easy to make her disappear easily.

A dimness flashed before her eyes, her struggle was useless, she could only hold the hand on her neck tightly.

Panic, confusion, fear...

Let her thoughts be crushed in this smelly place.

He said he wouldn't kill her, just like An Qi lied to Su Nan that he wouldn't kill her.

It's all appeasement and drama.

Just before she lost consciousness.

Suddenly I heard the captain knocking on the door outside, and said

"Mr. Shang, Madam said that she can't breathe here and wants to go up to rest. Are you done with your work?"

Perhaps it was Su Nan's words that brought Shang Qian back to his senses.

He let go of his hand suddenly, and slowly took out a tissue to wipe his fingers.

For fear that she would get herself dirty.

An Qi's forehead was bulging with blue veins, and she was breathing hysterically.

It's like a puddle of mud resurfacing.

Shang Qian's voice is so gentle