Chapter 240: The wealthy wife forced into the Shura field (19)
In fact, after so many years of living together day and night, Qingwu had already noticed some subtle clues.
Ruoxu usually speaks in an elegant and proper manner. He doesn't look like a child from a commoner family at all. Instead, he is more reserved and proud than those ordinary children from wealthy families.
Although the clothes he usually wears are not conspicuous, the temperament that he reveals inadvertently clearly shows that he does not care about money and other material things at all.
And...if you look closely, you will find that Ruoxu actually has some vague facial features of a K countryman.
It's just that this feature is not particularly obvious, so it's difficult for ordinary people to notice it.
But Qingwu has been with Ruoxu for quite some time.
However, now, whether Ruoxu chose to leave on his own initiative or was forced to disappear—
For Qingwu, it no longer matters.
At this moment, Qing Wu was sitting alone in this empty villa, boredly scanning the pile of sample preview albums sent by major high-end luxury brands that season.
But no matter which gorgeous and exquisite clothes or dazzling jewelry, they seemed unable to arouse her interest at all.
Some time ago, Wen Haochen had been clinging to her like a dog-skin plaster all day long, and he even said that he wanted to cultivate the so-called relationship between husband and wife.
But recently, this guy has suddenly become busy again for some reason.
Qingwu was quite happy about this.
It's good to be busy. When you are busy, you won't stare at her like that.
Make more money for him.
She was getting annoyed by looking at that face every day.
Now is a good opportunity for her to find something new and interesting to do to relieve her boredom.
Therefore, when Qingwu received the latest photos of male models sent by her good sisters, her heart moved and she got up and went out without hesitation.
On the other side, when Jiang Tingxu received the news and put down his work and rushed over, this was the scene he saw.
The dim and ambiguous light enveloped the entire room, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.
Under the soft light, a group of handsome and strong young men were surrounding the extremely beautiful woman.
At this time, Qingwu was wearing a wine-red halter dress, looking as gorgeous as a blooming rose.
The skirt perfectly outlines her slender waist and graceful curves, while also showing off her snow-white shoulders and neck.
Her long hair that fell like a waterfall was slightly curled and scattered casually on her chest, adding a bit of laziness and charm.
At this moment, she was reclining on the soft sofa, elegantly holding a martini cocktail in one hand, surrounded by four or five young and handsome men.
They all had outstanding looks and dressed boldly, but even so, they could not hide the flattery and obsession in their eyes when they looked at Qingwu.
Faced with this situation, Jiang Tingxu's face became increasingly gloomy, and his knuckles turned slightly white because he clenched his fists so tightly.
However, Qingwu acted indifferent to Jiang Tingxu's sudden appearance.
She lightly applied bright and eye-catching lipstick, and the corners of her eyes were slightly raised. Every subtle movement was full of charm.
When one of the men handed her a new drink with a smile, Qingwu lightly stretched out her hand to take it. At the moment of handover, her slender fingertips seemed to gently brush across the back of the other's hand, causing the man's heart to ripple.
Then, Qingwu raised her head slightly, staring at the contents of the cup with a dazed look in her eyes, a faint smile hanging on the corner of her mouth, and a blush as bright as the sunset on her beautiful cheeks.
It was the result of the combined effects of alcohol and joy, showing that her body and mind were immersed in this carnival surrounded by everyone.
She is so beautiful that it makes one's soul burst with desire, yet she displays her charm unreservedly to those evil and disgusting guys.
In an instant, Jiang Tingxu felt a hot current rushing to his forehead. His eyes were instantly ignited by jealousy, and the anger in his chest surged, constantly churning and roaring, as if it wanted to completely devour and burn him.
Jiang Tingxu's temples were throbbing, and he couldn't hold it in any longer——
He suddenly reached out and tightly grasped Qingwu's slender and delicate wrist, and skillfully controlled the strength of his hand to pull her up from the crowd.
"Follow me!" His voice was low and hoarse, like the roar of a wounded beast, containing uncontrollable anger and shock.
In this noisy space, his voice seemed so abrupt that people around him looked at him in surprise.
However, Qing Wu was not willing to submit easily. She struggled desperately and shouted, "Are you sick? What does this have to do with you?"
As she spoke, she tried to break free from Jiang Tingxu's grip, which was as firm as an iron clamp.
When Qingwu raised her head, her eyes inadvertently swept across Jiang Tingxu's face.
There seemed to be a subtle hint of teasing in her eyes.
Because the man in front of her at this moment has completely lost his previous calm, superior and inviolable attitude.
His eyes were slightly red, and his face was full of frustration and helplessness.
It looks both pitiful and ridiculous.
——It was as if a high and mighty god suddenly fell from the clouds to the mortal world, or as if a hunter who had set his sights on his prey would never let go, but was hesitant and distressed because he could not bear to hurt the prey, not daring to offend it any more.
This look was interesting and attracted Qingwu's attention.
The corners of Qingwu's mouth slightly raised, outlining a faint and elusive smile, and her slender fingers were gently raised, elegantly and calmly, slowly hooking Jiang Tingxu's tie.
As she pulled slightly, Jiang Tingxu's body shook, and he was involuntarily forced to lean closer to her by a force.
In an instant, the distance between the two was so close that they could almost feel each other's breath blending and entwining.
Jiang Tingxu first heard a sigh, someone calling his name, which brought a tingling sensation.
"Jiang Tingxu...what right do you have to be angry? Don't forget, you are not my husband."
At this moment, Qingwu's originally clear and pleasant voice took on a hint of laziness and softness due to drunkenness, and it softly penetrated into Jiang Tingxu's ears.
"Why, could it be that... you want to play with me instead of them?"
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