Paranoid Fu Shao's heart

Chapter 190 It's None of My Business

Seeing that the little ancestor didn't know how to answer, Qin Ziquan gritted his molars, and hooked his lower lip playfully: "Didn't you let me get his company before? I still can't get rid of him."

Lausanne: "There is no need to continue."

What Qin Ziquan said was three years ago. When Luosang escaped from the mulberry garden, she told Qin Ziquan: "Go and get rid of the Fu family."

Qin Ziquan didn't say anything, Luosang almost forgot.

Luosang stretched out his white palm to him: "Come here."

Qin Ziquan didn't give it to her, but put it behind him, curled his lips: "What if I don't continue, I've been addicted to playing with him for the past few years."

Luosang's eyes were cold, and he said in a low voice, "Anyway, don't touch him anymore."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Qin Ziquan raised his eyebrows lightly, since he couldn't ask any questions anyway, it would be much easier for him to find out by himself.

After finishing speaking, Qin Ziquan handed back the bank card in his hand to her.

"Let's go." Luosang took it and was about to turn around.

"Wait a minute." Qin Ziquan stuffed the bag on his right hand into Luosang's arms: "Little Ancestor, I bought this for you when I was idle two days ago, keep it."

Luosang lowered his head and looked at the things in his hand, "I don't need—"

At this time, a cold voice sounded from behind: "What are you doing?"

The man strode forward silently, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his eyes were full of misery, his face was cold, and he stared at the pink and tender bag and a bank card in the girl's hand.

"What is his intention for giving you these things?"

Luosang blinked his eyelids, looked at the man's cold face, put the bag back into Qin Ziquan's hand, and explained: "It's his stuff, it's none of my business."

Qin Ziquan saw that the little ancestor threw the bag back to him as soon as he saw Fu Shihan, and glanced at Fu Shihan who had questioned the little ancestor just now, his face darkened.

Fu Shihan's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the bank card she was still clutching tightly: "There are more."

Luosang lowered his head, looked at the bank card in his hand, thought for a while, then raised his black and white eyes to meet the man's gaze, and explained: "This is mine."

As she spoke, she stuffed the bank card in her pocket into her pocket.

Seeing the girl's actions, Fu Shihan's eyes darkened, and his tone was cold: "I saw him bring it to you with my own eyes."

"I gave it to you, what's the matter?" Qin Ziquan paused every word, and said in an unhurried manner: "I have a lot of gossip. Didn't Mr. Fu hear any rumors?"

His flamboyant news, LS Group is strong, and he doesn't need to care about the face of LS Group at all.

And he said these words, as if he wanted to make Fu Shihan misunderstand something.

Luosang stared at Fu Shihan who didn't speak anymore, and explained in a low voice: "I put this with him before, and now I want to come back..."

Before she finished speaking, the man blocked her words: "Why did you let him go?"

"Because of investment, cooperation and so on, he doesn't have that much money, so I just took mine." Looking at the man's dark eyes, Luosang pursed his lips and stopped explaining too much.

Qin Ziquan stared at the way his little ancestor was talking, which was a little strange. When the little ancestor talked to them, he always had an indifferent demeanor.

Why did he speak in a low, soft voice when talking to Fu Shihan in front of him.

"..." Could it be his illusion?

At this time, there was the sound of someone sliding on the ground with a suitcase behind.

(End of this chapter)