Her original long, straight black hair was permed into big waves, she wore bright red lips, and a bright red halter dress, exuding an air of worldliness.
Looking at her outfit, which imitated mine, made me feel nauseous.
I clung tightly to Fu Yanshen's arm, nestled in his embrace, and glared at her with disgust.
"Just wait and you'll be played to death..." Shi Xia rolled her eyes at me.
She approached Fu Yanshen, bent down, and looked at him with longing eyes, her fingers, painted with bright red nail polish, stroking his face.
"Put down your guns, everyone!"
Just then, a dignified command came from outside.
The police officers neatly lowered their pistols.
"W-What happened?"
Shi Xia's hand froze in mid-air as she looked towards the doorway.
The sheriff I injured last night walked in, accompanied by a young man in a suit.
I've seen this man before.
That time at the Shen family's house, he handed the contract to Old Mrs. Shen.
I suddenly realized that this person was here to help Fu Yanshen again.
"Mr. Fu, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." The police chief, with a white bandage wrapped around his head, bowed and scraped to Fu Yanshen in broken Chinese.
Fu Yanshen crossed his legs, tilted his chin slightly, and pulled me in front of the police chief.
"Miss Sheng, no, no, Mrs. Fu, I'm sorry! I've offended you!" The police chief bowed and scraped to me, his forehead dripping with cold sweat, completely losing the imposing manner he had displayed at the flower market the night before.
"roll!"
I kicked him and said disgustedly.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"
The sheriff kept apologizing.
"Did you go deaf when I told you to get lost?" Fu Yanshen said impatiently in a cold voice.
The sheriff then waved his hand and led his men away in a sorry state.
"Hey, wait for me—"
Shi Xia belatedly tried to leave, but was blocked by Huang Mao and several of Fu Ren's men.
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