Sweet Beloved Reborn

When Qinghuan woke up again, her vision was blurred and her temples were also throbbing at this time. However, the effect of Yan Hao’s medicine was gone. Although it didn’t take much Gang Qi, Yan Hao had regained consciousness.

She rolled her eyes and stared at her surroundings quietly. A cold and damp breath spread through the storehouse and the icy cement floor beneath her.

This feeling was very bad. Qinghuan tried to close her body and her hair was dirty on the ground. With a move, Qinghuan found that something was wrong and her hands were tied behind her.

Qinghuan shook her head and felt that this scene was particularly familiar.

After Qinghuan adapted to the dim light, she finally felt what was going on with the feeling of fangirl. If it wasn’t for her body being different, Qinghuan would have mistaken her life as an illusion before death.

Two lifetimes.

She returned to the abandoned warehouse.

However, unlike the state of mind of waiting for someone to be saved in her past life, Qinghuan would not die in this life. She preferred to take the initiative to attack instead of being passive.

Qinghuan didn’t bicker. She sat quietly in the corner, waiting for the medicine in her body to pass, waiting for her to slowly recover her strength.

She waited patiently for a moment before she heard the sound of footsteps, followed by the sound of chains and chains. Then the door opened.

Qinghuan sat in the direction of the door.

The man’s tall figure appeared at the door. He stood in a light and couldn’t see his features clearly.

As the man walked in, Qinghuan found the faint smell of water on the man. She initially determined that this person was no longer Wen Bo. She searched through her memory and found that the taste of the man in the lounge was similar to Fu Jing.

“Who are you?” Because she had not spoken for a long time, her voice was a little hoarse. Even though she was aware of the other person’s identity, Qinghuan did not expose him.

After all, in this dark scene, the man obviously wanted to not expose his identity.

Xu Shaocong was holding a bottle of red wine and two cups. He didn’t tie his tie, but his mouth was open casually. He sat on the chair in a casual posture and deliberately lowered the coat, “What’s wrong?” Can’t you hear my voice?

Qinghuan didn’t make a sound. The man obviously misled her with his voice.

Xu Shaocong didn’t mind. He poured two glasses of red wine and handed one to Qinghuan. Then he suddenly smiled, “Look at my bad temper.” He whispered, “Little baby, I’ll feed you?”

This kind of heavy laughter, Xu Ningzhou made a kind of male charm, but it came out of Xu Shaocong’s mouth with some fickle.

Qinghuan didn’t like men imitating Xu Ningzhou. She sneered, “blindly copying others and making oneself look foolish.”

Xu Shaocong paused. At such a close distance, even under the dim light, Qinghuan finally cleared his face.

He had to admit that the genes of the family were very strong. Xu Shaocong had a look of dread. Even if this was the first time they had contact, Qinghuan could clear his already rotten heart.

Xu Shaocong’s expression at this moment was extremely ugly. No matter how fast he was, there was a smile on his face. He automatically ignored Qinghuan’s words and waved his cup to invite him, “Have a drink?”

“I don’t drink a stranger’s wine,” Qinghuan said in a daze. Her hands tied behind her were untangled.

Xu Shaocong shrugged his shoulders with a look of regret on his face. “Unfortunately, I thought we would become lovers.” He took the alcohol and poured himself a glass of wine, then he frowned.

“When I first met you, I was wondering what kind of charm you have to be able to make Xu Ningzhou fall for you,” Xu Shaocong took a sip of wine and said to Qinghuan, “The more I know, the more I realize you are really touching.”

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Xu Shaocong said confidently, “What makes me more interested is that your here..”

The man pointed at Qinghuan’s brain with a smile.

Qinghuan sneered. She was very suitable for such an expression because Yan Yang’s eyes made those peach eyes look even more beautiful.

“Smart women are full of advantages,” Xu Shaocong rubbed his hands and looked at Qinghuan. He said in a gentle tone, “It’s unfair, just like the fingers in a novel. Yan still belongs to Xu Ningzhou.”

Qinghuan could feel her skin was covered with bumps. This man was like a poisonous snake hiding in the corner of the door, cold and greasy, making her feel disgusted.

“This is enough to show that Xu Ningzhou is better than you!” Qinghuan clearly showed her disgust towards him and did not courteously but without sincerity with him.

“You’re smart,” Xu Shaocong smiled and was no longer angered by Qinghuan. He swung the cup in his hand and tore open Qinghuan’s Xiao Huangsi. “You don’t have to use words to irritate me. At least I’m still interested in you.”

Xu Shaocong was deep in thought as he looked at Qinghuan, who was full of lust. “What, have you decided on how to choose?” I can give you more, money, rights, and… love. “He said in a daze beside Qinghuan and reached out to touch her hair.

“I don’t lack money and I don’t need power. As long as I want these things, I can fight for it myself. As for love?”

Qinghuan despised her, “I don’t think there will be happy gossip with a man with a dirty mind.”

“Isn’t the premise you said still built on Xu Ningzhou and the Yu Family?” Xu Shaocong sneered, “Why are you pretending to be tall in front of me? Or did you think Xu Ningzhou would come to save you?

Xu Shaocong’s feelings became twisted. He had a stick in his hand and knocked on something next to him, making a sound of collision. The door opened again. This time, a beautiful woman in high heels walked in.

“If you don’t eat wine, you will be forced to drink,” Xu Shaocong snorted and said to the woman who came in, “She left it to you. Hanhan’s death is still useful.”

He wanted to completely destroy this woman’s arrogance and make her kneel under his feet!

For a woman who was silent, Xu Shaocong had a son to treat her.

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“Xu Ningzhou?” Wen Bo narrowed his eyes and carried Hanhan, who was used to faint Qinghuan, behind him.

It had to be said that this matter was too strange. There was also an alarm system in his private residence, but in the end, Wen Bo didn’t hear anything!

Xu Ningzhou squinted. He was much taller than Wen Bo. Even though the man’s fangling feeling was shallow, he was in a daze. At that moment, Wen Bo felt his back was cold.