The Queen of Gossip

Hoshino Akira's eyes brightened, and he said, "What's mine is yours."

Su Wanqing sneered: "I think you misunderstood. It is mine first, so the ability is yours."

Hoshino Huang narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he didn't understand what she meant.

"Don't you know? I'm the lord's daughter." Su Wanqing's expression was very strange. "That old monster is a bastard. He killed my mother's child and made her pregnant. He is an out-and-out pervert!"

Hoshino Huang's expression was shocked, he looked at her in disbelief, and said in shock: "Impossible!"

Su Wanqing raised her hand, looked at the blue blood vessels on her wrist, and said with a sneer, "I also find it hard to imagine that there is such dirty blood flowing in my body."

"Weaving!"

"Don't you believe it?" Su Wanqing looked up, met those obsidian-like eyes, and said coldly, "Otherwise, why do you think that old monster insisted that you marry me in order to inherit the 'extreme'?"

Hoshino Akira fell silent.

"I want to go in and have a drink with the old monster." Su Wanqing shook the wine bottle in his hand, "Do you want to come? It's a 200 million bottle of good wine, it's a pity to miss it."

Hoshino Akira seemed to have been hit, and stood there expressionless, with emotions that were hard to see in his black hole-like pupils.

"No, forget it, I'll go by myself." Su Wanqing shrugged, stopped looking at him, and walked towards the inside of the manor.

Watching her gradually receding back, Hoshino Huang gradually clenched his fists, making a "creaking" sound, and angrily said to the people around him: "Go and find out the resume of Yi Zejiuzi, the more detailed the better !"

"Yes... Young Master."

"I'll give you 10 minutes. If you can't find what I want to know, come and see me!" Hoshino Huang was really angry.

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Su Wanqing carried the wine bottle and walked to the gate of the bamboo house, a dozen kunai were nailed to her side, blocking her way forward.

Soon, a dark green figure flashed in front of Su Wanqing, with a sharp dagger across her neck.

The man is not tall, even considered short, but he is very skilled. He is the husband of the puppet concubine and is also responsible for protecting the safety of the lord.

"Mo Zhu." Su Wanqing called out the man's name, and she saw deep hatred in the man's eyes.

"Izawa Saori!" Mo Zhu yelled fiercely, somewhat hoarsely, "Damn you!"

Su Wanqing didn't even blink her eyelids, and said flatly: "You can kill me, but not now, I want to see the lord."

Mo Zhu snorted coldly: "Do you think I will let you in? Your lord has been in a bad mood since you got angry with him last time."

"If you let me in, I'll let you avenge the puppet concubine later." Su Wanqing said in an extremely calm tone, asking someone to kill her.

"Is this true?" Mo Zhu hesitated.

Su Wanqing smiled lightly: "Of course."

If she killed someone's wife, she would naturally die.

But before that, she had to do one more thing.

"Go in." Mo Zhu withdrew the dagger with a gloomy expression.

Holding the wine bottle, Su Wanqing strolled into the yard with a smile on her face.Without saying a word, she took off her shoes and walked into the Japanese room.

"Ahem...who?" An old cough came from the room.

Su Wanqing walked to the innermost bedroom of the Japanese room, opened the door, walked in, and sat down beside the old man.