The female lead is powerful, ruthless, and stunningly beautiful—she stops at nothing to get what she wants. Sheng Wu, the Ghost King sealed beneath the Abyss of Ten-Thousand Ghosts, is cruel and ...
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Chen Guiwu's pupils trembled. He looked deeply at Sheng Wu. His warm black pupils under the silver retro glasses showed an indescribable complexity. His hands under his sleeves were clenched tightly, and he was silent for a few seconds.
Finally, under everyone's nervous gaze, Chen Guiwu raised his eyes again and looked at Sheng Wu.
"You." His tone was firm.
"The one I love has always been you, you are the only one."
In Chen Guiwu's deep and complex eyes, from beginning to end, there was only Sheng Charm.
"Gui Wu! What about me?"
The woman looked at Shen Guiwu in disbelief, her eyes lost and shocked.
The moment these words were spoken, most people breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, for some reason, they still liked their current wives more.
But before everyone could relax, they heard another sentence.
"What about you? Who do you choose?"
Sheng Wu suddenly looked at Shen Junsheng, who was very close to her, with an indifferent tone, as if he was an outsider.
Shen Junsheng had previously claimed that she was a substitute and that she was not "her" after all. Now it seems that the real person has appeared, what will he do?
Hearing this, Shen Junsheng's gloomy blood-red eyes narrowed, and his pupils with blood-red whites looked down at her. There was an indescribable look under his dark eyes.
He was silent for two seconds.
Gu Mo, who came back with him and stood with Gu Bai, frowned deeply. He was familiar with Shen Junsheng and had the answer in his heart.
Because the young marshal had been busy on the battlefield for a week and had not slept for two days. He had just returned to the city to take a breath and rest when he heard the informant from the Shen family say that a woman who looked exactly like his wife had returned to the Shen family.
The young marshal put down the water in his hand without even drinking it, and rode his horse quickly without even bothering to ride the carriage. He rushed back with his body still covered in blood and dust from the battlefield.
He originally thought that the young marshal's white moonlight had returned, and he was anxious and surprised.
But he followed Shen Junsheng and was most familiar with his every move. He noticed almost the first moment that the first person Shen Junsheng looked at when he came in was his wife!
Not the woman who came back!
Even though the young marshal seemed to want to touch the woman's face, in fact, deep in his eyes was a deep disgust and murderous intent, and in the end he did not touch her. He had been with the young marshal for many years, so he naturally understood the young marshal's habit of unconsciously grasping the whip at his waist with his left hand. That was his murderous intention!
Sure enough, the next second, under the expectant gaze of the returning woman.
"Even without her, you'd still be the first choice."
Shen Junsheng smiled, his scarlet eyes filled with smiles, and he looked at Sheng Wu with a wild and unruly look.
He is a very charming tough guy with broad shoulders and narrow waist in a dark green military uniform. He used to speak like a straight man, but this is the first time he can say such sweet words.
But it was said to Sheng Wu.
"Shen Junsheng?!" What!
The woman who came back had a face that almost cracked, and she stared at him with wide eyes in disbelief.
"Junsheng, what are you talking about? I am Shengwu! I am the one you fell in love with eight years ago! Did you mistake her for me? It's me you love!"
But no one paid any attention to what she said. When Sheng Wu heard the answer, her expression remained unchanged and she turned to look at Shen Qinghuan.
Before she could say anything, Shen Qinghuan seemed to understand her thoughts and spoke softly.
"Eight years ago I was still abroad, and now I know you."
The subtext is that the person I choose is only you.
After hearing this, the woman who came back seemed to realize Sheng Wu's intention. Her tearful face darkened and her expression was full of embarrassment that was hard to hide.
"You!" She couldn't help but glare at Sheng Wu. This woman was trying to embarrass her in public!
Let everyone choose her!
But Sheng Wu ignored her and turned to look at the remaining Chen Zheliu, Chunxi, Gu Bai, and Gu Mo.
Sheng Wu cast a glance at everyone in the room.
In an instant, everyone understood what she meant.
Chen Zheliu sat obediently on the sofa, his eyes cast at Sheng Wu nonchalantly, smiling faintly, and his words were extremely harsh.
"I don't know why, the same face and voice, but I just think my stepmother is unique. Those imitators are all garbage."
These words made the woman who came back look even uglier. She couldn't help but pinch the corner of her cheongsam. She was almost angry. She thought that when she came back, she would be treated like a star by everyone, while Sheng Wu would be neglected and abandoned.
But now, they would rather believe Sheng Wu, the latecomer!
Chunxi, Gu Bai and others all shouted.
"Mrs."
Now, it's very obvious.
All the people who had a say in the Shen family stood on Sheng Wu's side and did not believe that woman at all.
Seeing this, the faint blood-red restlessness in Sheng Wu's eyes calmed down a little. Then she curled her lips and looked at the woman beside her coldly. Her eyes seemed to be smiling, but the smile was chilling.
"Did you see it clearly? It's a fake."
Sheng Wu ridiculed the woman directly without any reservation.
The word "fake" made the woman's body tremble with anger. She was always proud of her endurance, but under Sheng Wu's humiliation, she almost lost control and glared at her fiercely.
"You are the fake! I showed up eight years ago! How can a 19-year-old stand-in like you take away everything from me? Do you know the fan Gui Wu gave me, the cheongsam he made for me, and the paintings he drew for me?"
The woman tried to provoke Sheng Wu in this way, "Why do you think you can enter the Shen family? Why do you think you can win the love of Gui Wu and Shen Junsheng! You just have the same face as me..."
"ah!!!"
The woman was still stimulating Sheng Wu with words, the next second.
Her shrill voice broke into a scream.
Everyone was also shocked.
Sheng Wu, who was smiling just now, took out a fruit knife that he had hidden just now, grabbed the woman's neck directly, and stepped forward.
The knife falls with a sudden movement!
He quickly drew a mark on the woman's face, which looked exactly like his!
"This face... not everyone can use it. It can kill people."
Sheng Wu leaned over and whispered in the woman's ear. Her delicate voice was so gentle to the extreme, yet revealed a strange coldness and bloodiness. Her beautiful eyes curved charmingly, and her smile was filled with shimmering soft light.
As he spoke, Sheng Wu continued to slash her extremely unsightly face with his knife amid the woman's screams.