Chapter: 4707

The extreme of arrogance.

Like the twelfth lunar month of nine cold days, she stood in the ice and snow, her blood began to coagulate.

The Fu Yechuan she knew before was just a wealthy and powerful capitalist.

But she will also help out, doesn't care about her lies, and is good at exchanging information.

If she gives him a little favor, he will repay it twice, and will not owe him anything.

If she catches a little trick, he will immediately counterattack, shrewd and sharp.

He is willing to show mercy, but on the premise that it will not violate his bottom line.

Several impressions are not enough for one ten-thousandth of her cognition.

At this moment, from him, she felt a kind of fear.

Deep, penetrating from the bone.

She threatens him.

Now, it was his turn to warn her.

She suddenly became dumb and lost her voice.

All explanations are pale.

If she said it wasn't intentional, would he believe it?

Will he still trust a person who does not keep his word?

Ning Yue felt cold all over.

She exhausted all her strength and tried her best to control her panic.

She nodded heavily, tensed all over, forcing herself to make a sound

"Okay, I get it, don't worry, I won't tell if I die."

That's what she said to herself too.

It was for myself.

Fu Yechuan raised his eyes, suppressed his brows and eyes sullenly, and glanced at Ning Yue, but was in a daze for a moment.

It was as if he had seen someone in his heart.

Just that one glance made his heart throb for a moment.

His pitch-black eyes became deeper in an instant, and his expression sank into the darkness with a complicated expression.

The chest was tight and painful, like a sponge expanding rapidly, blocking all breathing.

Inexplicable.

The originally cold heart suddenly softened.

His stern face was somewhat indifferent, his throat moved slightly, and his voice was soft and indifferent