"Mr. Zhou, An."
She was dressed very gently and pretty today, but her face was a little pale. She was smiling, and her eyes looked at him gently, as if expressing endless love.
Zhou Jing'an turned his head to look at her, his voice cold.
"Miss Chang seems to have just recovered from a serious illness. I wonder what happened?"
Chang Shu was slightly stunned, thinking that he was concerned about her, and her smile became even more charming.
But the next moment, her smile froze on her face.
Zhou Jing'an's eyes flashed with coldness. "I hope Miss Chang will be more careful with her words and actions in the future. Otherwise, if you are punished to kneel in the ancestral hall again, your body will not be able to bear it."
He found out as soon as he checked that she spread rumors about Jiang Ling. Chang Shu was not as calculating as Shen Qingru, and her actions were not clean.
How could Zhou Jing'an let her assassinate Jiang Ling? He sent someone to inform Pingyang Hou. Chang Wei was an upright military general who hated these despicable tricks the most. Knowing that his precious daughter had learned to plot against others in this way, he would definitely not tolerate it.
Chang Shu's body stiffened and her face instantly turned ugly.
She looked at him in disbelief, "You..."
Zhou Jing'an ignored her sadness, stood up and walked downstairs.
Suddenly he paused, turned slightly sideways, lowered his eyes, and spoke in a calm voice, but it made Chang Shu's body tremble.
"If you do anything bad to Ling'er again, please forgive me for being so eager to protect her that I won't care about your feelings."
His voice twisted and turned several times, weighing heavily on Chang Shu's heart, making her face pale, biting her lips tightly, and her eyes filled with endless hatred.
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