Chapter 142 Wolf ambition. 12
He waved his sleeves, rolled up his belt, and sat down on the mahogany chair beside him, with his lips curled up, and smiled slightly: "I didn't know that Xiaoyue'er's heart was actually a wolf's ambition."

Everyone said that she, Qin Shiyue, was cruel and ruthless, and would do anything to achieve her goals. She drugged her younger sister, made her lose her chastity, cruelly killed her own sister, and killed her close servant girl with a stick.

Even my father's beloved aunt was very jealous and wanted to find a reason to kill her. It can be seen how crazy this woman Qin Shiyue is.

And Yan Xiu described her thoroughly with a wolfish ambition, and Qin Shiyue thought about it carefully, and felt that this description was very appropriate.

In her chest, there is indeed a wolfish ambition. In this heart, there is only hatred, and for revenge, she can use any means to kill. Anyone who stands in her way will die.

She lowered her eyebrows a little, a white and elegant face with a shallow smile, her long and curled eyelashes, illuminated by the candlelight, cast a shadow under her eyes.

Look at it, it looks gentle and charming, the sharp edges and corners have softened a bit.

Her voice came out in such silence: "Wolf ambition, what a wolf ambition." Her voice was like a pearl falling on a jade plate, making a crisp sound that hit people's hearts.

"The landlord's kindness and enmity, and the promise of being free and unrestrained, don't seem to be very real." Qin Shiyue raised her head slowly, she raised her hand, pointed at Yan Xiu with her plain finger, and the corners of her lips curled up. A hint of sarcasm: "Presumably, in the host's chest, there is also a wolfish ambition. The roots are vertical and horizontal, and the most ambitious."

A person's face can always reveal some thoughts in the person's heart. In her previous life, Qin Shiyue met unkind people, but in this life, she has put some thoughts into her mind.

With a clear mind and exquisite clarity, under Yan Xiu's unrestrained appearance, there must be a fiery heart hiding those loves and hatreds.

This was Qin Shiyue's only thought after seeing Yan Xiu.

This man should not be underestimated. Under his plan, the world is like a chess game in Ye Ji's world, and he doesn't give in at all.

Yan Xiu's face changed slightly invisibly, in the dim candlelight, he couldn't see it too clearly, his pupils shrank sharply, showing his sharpness.

In just a blink of an eye, his face returned to normal. The man raised his hand and clapped his hands gently, with a leisurely and contemptuous gesture.

He seemed to be very happy, a smile spread from the corners of his eyes, spread out on the contours of his face, and he said appreciatively: "Sure enough, the only woman that Uncle Jiuhuang likes is someone with such a clear heart, To stand by his side."

I don't know why, but what Yan Xiu said in his words were all praises for Nine Emperor Uncle Yeji, but Qin Shiyue felt uncomfortable for a while when he heard it.

The cold breath subconsciously emanating from Yan Xiu's body was like a gust of wind blowing from the poles, which made people's hearts go cold.

As if she didn't know it, she humbly smiled and said: "The landlord is absurd."

"No, what the host said is the truth." Yan Xiu slowly stood up from the chair, looked at Qin Shiyue with a pair of cloudy eyes, and suddenly smiled frivolously: "It's just now, This landlord is reluctant to marry a beauty like you into someone else's wife."

Qin Shiyue's heart suddenly missed half a beat, startled.

(End of this chapter)

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