I know I can't get through here in Fuyue.
Father Su left bitterly.
Sheng Jinghua, who had been recuperating at home for several months, gradually recovered.
His body is weak.
The weather is colder now, and he is wearing a thick black cloak, which complements the man's brows and eyes as warm as jade.
Putting his fingertips against his pale lips, Sheng Jinghua coughed twice, and looked into the distance through the window. For a long time, his back was a bit desolate.
He seemed to be waiting for someone.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
The one who opened the door was a slender and thin boy. He was wearing a long gown, and his long hair like a waterfall was hanging down his head. He raised his gentle and delicate eyebrows and looked at the man standing by the window.
Qin Shuhan opened his lips lightly, "Patriarch Sheng, what can you do with me?"
Sheng Jinghua turned around slowly, holding a hand warmer in his hand, went to a chair beside him and sat down, then raised one hand, smiled gently: "Young Master Qin, please sit down."
Qin Shuhan was not pretentious, sat down as he said, and waited for Sheng Jinghua to speak.
Because of Su Chiyue, Qin Shuhan didn't have a good impression of this person, so naturally he wouldn't give him a good look.
Sheng Jinghua didn't care, and said quietly, "I came to you for cooperation."
Qin Shuhan coldly refused: "I don't think we have anything worthy of cooperation."
The boy stood up and was about to leave.
However, Sheng Jinghua's next words made him stop in his tracks.
"Jiangshan beauty, you Qin Shuhan don't want to fight... eh? Marshal Qin's eldest son?"
He directly exposed Qin Shuhan's identity.
The young man raised his brows and eyes indifferently, turned his head, stared straight at Sheng Jinghua, and snorted lightly, "I'm afraid, whether it's Jiangshan or beauty, we are all fighting for the same one."
Who the beauty is is self-evident.
Sheng Jinghua poured a cup of tea slowly, frowned, and said slowly: "Then Mr. Qin, would you like to cooperate with me?"
"You and I both know that that heartless woman... likes Qi Jin. As long as he doesn't die, neither I nor you will have a chance to win her heart."
"If Qi Jin is dead, no matter whether it is a country or a beauty, we have at least half the chance for each other."
Qin Shuhan was silent for a long time.
He slowly raised his hand to close the door, his eyelashes drooping, his thin lips opened and closed, and his soft and cold voice sounded.
"Appreciate further details."
…
A conspiracy was quietly achieved in secret.
Indulging until you can't extricate yourself is the beginning of the nightmare. Some people stubbornly pursue what does not belong to them, and regard what should be given up as someone who should persist.
On this day, the Su mansion ushered in a strange guest.
Seeing the person coming, Father Su's eyes showed undisguised astonishment, and then a smile immediately appeared on his upright face, and he stood up to meet him.
"Patriarch Sheng, I have admired you for a long time, you can condescend to come to the humble house, Su really feels so radiant!"
The visitor was tall and tall, wearing a long gown, warm and moist as jade, Sheng Jinghua raised his peach blossom eyes, then cupped his hands towards Su's father, and said politely: "Senior Su, you are welcome."
Father Su was overwhelmed by the flattery, he hurriedly asked the servant to serve tea, then raised his hand to ask Sheng Jinghua to sit down and talk slowly: "Patriarch Sheng, please sit down."
A few casual greetings.
Sheng Jinghua got to the point, intentionally or unintentionally, he said, "Sheng has heard that some of the business that Senior Su has run into trouble recently?"