Fang Qingyue was forced to sit up as he moved. Just as she was about to ask Shen Yuhan what was wrong, her chin was pinched.
The bruises and purple marks on her body looked particularly obscene on her snow-white skin.
"You've grown quite courageous. Is it because I can't satisfy you? You actually dare to ask other men?"
Shen Yuhan said with gritted teeth.
Fang Qingyue was stunned for a moment, and her eyes curved involuntarily: "Are you jealous, sir?"
"Nonsense!" Shen Yuhan was furious and threw his hand away. "Who are you to think that I would be jealous of you?"
Hearing the meaning behind his words, Fang Qingyue's smile deepened.
She climbed onto Shen Yuhan's shoulders, her breasts gently pressed against Shen Yuhan's arms: "Yes, yes, my Lord is not angry."
"It's just that when I met Uncle Jia today, I asked him some questions about my father. He was hesitant, so he must know something about it."
"But no matter how much I asked, he refused to tell me the truth. That's why I thought of approaching Jia Yinghua, hoping I could get some information out of him."
As she spoke, her soft little hand gently touched Shen Yuhan's chest, stroking it a few times, as if to calm his anger.
Shen Yuhan suddenly grabbed Fang Qingyue's hand, a dark look flashing across his eyes: "You want to investigate on your own? You don't trust me?"
"Why would I have such intentions?" Fang Qingyue hurriedly tried to comfort him. "It's just that the Inspectorate is busy with affairs, so you certainly can't focus your full attention on this matter."
"The Fang family's affairs have a lot to do with me, and I hope I can be of some help."
"Then don't get involved." Shen Yuhan's voice was filled with a strong warning.
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