Prosperity for the rest of your life

Chapter 1096 That night, I dare not look back [1]

And Shi Qianxi, who was standing in front of the window inside, heard the movement and immediately turned off the phone in his hand, and turned to look at Mu Anran who came in, with a calm and calm voice: "Anran, what's the matter?"

Mu Anran approached and said with a smile: "The elders of Shizhang's family are all talking about your marriage with Zhang Zixiao, why are you alone in the room?"

Shi Qianxi smiled faintly, "Dad and Aunt Qian make the decisions, so I don't have to worry about it."

Mu Anran nodded, "That's right. Both Zhang Zixiao and Zhang's family seem to get along very well. They are the kind of intellectuals with a rich family background. If you marry in the future, you will definitely not be bullied. This marriage is really Good."

"Well, I think so too." Shi Qianxi smiled, but the light in his eyes was no deeper than the smile on his face.

Mu Anran took a deep look at Shi Qianxi and asked, "Can you forget the past?"

Shi Qianxi's smile froze for a moment, and soon, she smiled more calmly and gracefully: "What's the past? I have almost forgotten the past, and I don't remember anything. I think my future must be very happy."

Mu Anran didn't poke her, and took a deep look, "Of course it's the best thing to forget, and I hope you really forget. Well, I'll go downstairs to help entertain Zhang's family. It's time for dinner." , you should come down early. After all, you are about to get engaged to Zhang Zixiao, and Zhang’s parents are here as guests, so it’s hard to justify not showing up, and it’s easy to ruin your goodwill in their hearts.”

"Okay, I see." Shi Qianxi nodded in response.

Mu Anran turned and went out.

Shi Qianxi stood in front of the window thinking deeply, and stood for a long time before going downstairs.
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The Zhang family had a very happy chat with the Shi family, and they left after having dinner at the Shi family.

And throughout the night, Shi Qianxi sat quietly, listening to the two families talking about their marriage with Zhang Zixiao, with a faint smile on his face all the time.

Unless Zhang Zixiao brought the topic to her, she only occasionally replied a few words, otherwise she remained silent, but smiled.

Very tired, even more tired than she was in the army training, seeing off Zhang's family, she fell on the bed when she went upstairs and fell asleep.

She slept extremely unsteadily, and the dream entangled her in the memory that pulled her back to the past.
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In the dream, she was wearing a silk nightdress and standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom. Her long, smooth black hair was hanging down her waist. Her skin was fair and delicate. Her face was dyed red because of the temperature rise from the bath. Her lips were red and her teeth were white. .

At the same age as Hua, the best years, her youth was given to that person.

She turned back to the bedroom.

In the spacious, luxurious and luxurious master bedroom, there was a high-end soft big bed. She walked over, lay on the bed, and stretched her fingers under the pillow.

The tentacles are cold, cold, stiff and chilly.

It is a short knife.

Her eyes were full of coldness and hatred. Tonight, she wanted that person to pay off the debt!
And that person is Feng Chenche, the murderer who killed her brother!
She lost so much just to get close to him, and she succeeded in becoming his favorite woman. She has thought about this plan for a long time, and she will definitely be foolproof!
While she was meditating, there was movement from the door, and the handle was gently turned.

he came---
She immediately withdrew her hand from under the pillow and got up as if nothing had happened.

"Che, you're back." Her voice was very soft, as soft as water.

As she approached, Feng Chenche hugged her into his arms, and a choking smell of alcohol came over her, making her frowned, "Have you been drinking? Then go take a bath, I Make you a cup of hangover tea."

"it is good."

Feng Chenche's hand gently traced her outline, and there was a soft light in the cold and proud eyes like icebergs.
(End of this chapter)