Fu Shu stood where he was and watched Gu Sihan’s beautiful figure leave. At this moment, Qing Xuan’s face turned pale as she said in a trembling voice, “Young... Young Master Fu, I didn’t do it on purpose. I know what kind of occasion this is. In front of these big shots, I Won’t take the initiative to seek death. But just now, my head was Dizzy, and I seemed to have lost control of myself...”
Fu Shu turned his body sideways. His cold black eyes didn’t have the slightest fluctuation, as if there was a turbulent and terrifying whirlpool hidden under the calm surface of the lake. He pursed his thin lips. “Did you eat something indiscriminately?”
A sharp and cold light flashed in Fu Shu’s eyes. He naturally knew what kind of person Qing Xuan was. She wouldn’t bother him at such an occasion unless... she had eaten something unclean.
