Is Shizi ill today?

Chapter 272 This is the last chance

Shen Qianqiao was startled, then turned her head to look at the man: "Master, do you want me to snatch Xia Houjing from Fang Yanran?"

The man's eyes were full of black, like ancient ink that couldn't be dizzy, making it impossible to guess his thoughts at this time.

"If you want, then grab it."

Shen Qianqiao suddenly laughed out loud as if hearing some joke.

"Master, I guess you don't have any enmity with Prince Duan's Mansion!"

Waves flashed across the man's silent black eyes, and he quickly calmed down: "Go on."

Shen Qianqiao raised her foot and walked over, looking up at the tall man in front of her.

Suddenly, she raised her feet and walked around him twice, tilted her head to look at him, and suddenly leaned over: "Could it be..."

A fresh scent of flowers hit the tip of his nose, making him in a trance for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes became darker.

"what?"

The man's voice was low and hoarse, with indulgence that he didn't realize.

Shen Qianqiao blinked, lowered her voice and said: "Master, don't you like Miss Fang's family?"

The man's eyes were fixed on her, and every line of the contours of his face could not be tighter.

Shen Qianqiao was naturally aware of Xiao Xu's gaffe, and felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"You are very smart."

The man quickly looked away, turned around and sat down at the table.

This sound is undoubtedly an admission.

It turned out that this old pervert fell in love with Fang Yanran, that's why she was asked to do everything possible to seduce Xia Houjing!

"Master, since you like Fang Yanran, why don't you do it yourself?"

Shen Qianqiao followed unwillingly: "With Master's status and power today, the Fang family is naturally willing to marry their daughter to you."

After all, this old pervert is the descendant of the first ancestor Xia Houxuan, and the person who should really inherit the throne, Xia Houjing's status as the son of the eldest son can't compare to him.

But both of them like Fang Yanran, Shen Qianqiao's mind became more and more flustered when the right man and woman appeared in Shen Qianqiao's mind.

"If Master can marry Fang Yanran, it will be easier for Xia Houjing and I, and we don't have to bother so much."

Shen Qianqiao muttered in dissatisfaction, and tugged at her clothes with the hand hanging by her side.

"I don't see how much trouble you have had," the man raised his eyes, and said with sarcasm, "If you really want to be with that fool, you should have done what this venerable told you long ago."

Shen Qianqiao felt a little uncomfortable being exposed by the old pervert.

"But Princess Duan doesn't like me. What she likes is Fang Yanran. As long as Fang Yanran doesn't get married for a day, she won't give up."

"Stop fooling around with me," the man said with a little impatience in his voice, "I'll give you half a year, if you can't let that idiot marry you, then you won't have another chance to talk to me again."

Shen Qianqiao's face turned pale, her eyes widened in horror.

"This deity has been so kind to you that you have even forgotten who you are," the man spat out cruel words from his cold mouth, and stared at her pale face with deep dark eyes.

"Don't think you are smart, this deity is not easy to fool."

The man stood up, his tall figure enveloped her, his eyes were cold: "This is the last chance!"

As soon as the voice fell, he lifted his foot and walked out.

With the sound of the curtain falling, Shen Qianqiao slowly turned her head and pressed her lips tightly.

In the cold room, she stood for a long time before slowly looking away, a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

(End of this chapter)