Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

Hemo looked at the three people in front of him with interest. Dressing is not a formal dress for the occasion, but the material is not ordinary. On the contrary, from the perspective of the style, it is not affordable for ordinary people. Combined with the place where you are standing now, it is precisely the wealthy area. It seems that the family foundation should be quite strong.

But it was just a businessman.

He glanced at the lady who was kneeling on the ground, wishing to bury her face in the ground, and her husband who was hung up and looked desperate, Hemo looked away without expression.

Merchant, Wuyizhiping.

Not even politicians can match, but ants.

Kneeling on the ground, his eyes still refused to be honest, it seemed that he had no tutor at all.

He didn't bother to watch Leng Yiyan's face flushed and his eyes gleaming. He was about to turn around, but his footsteps were suddenly certain.

At this moment, he seemed to realize that there was someone who had been standing in place from beginning to end, looking at him silently. That look...

Different from the woman's shyness when she saw a man, she didn't see the panic of others kneeling to the ground, and there was no flattery attached to his identity. Everything seemed to be separated by a layer of tulle, smoke and smoke, cold and indifferent.

This woman...

Leng Chao fell to his knees, and just now if he saw Leng Yiwen’s performance and wished to send her home, he would not let her go out from the beginning, now he looked up and stood motionless, and even dared to face the marshal. Looking at Leng Yiyao, her heart was torn alive and her heart was gone!

Both of these are so uneasy. Did all the books get into the belly of the dog!

A pair of eyes glared at her behind, Leng Yiyao said that there was no trace of pressure, but she curled her lips without a trace, and slowly looked at the man in front of her.

This person has too much appearance. Under the sunset, he is not like a mortal.

The five sense organs were carved out by the gods themselves, and they were all exquisite, everywhere that made people unable to move their eyes, but the breath in his body was the most trembling.

Seeing him reflected in his pupils, it was like looking at his every move in a black mirror.

A person with such a pair of eyes is nothing but heart, as if nothing in the world can leave a trace in his eyes. It can be seen that it is extremely cold. But the most important thing is not here.

Leng Yiyao moved the tip of her nose lightly, and took a slow breath. For a long time, she turned her head and turned towards him, don't smile deeply.

She knew that this man had a taste she had been familiar with for several lifetimes, and the killing decision that came out of his bones made her blood boil.

The **** aura, whether it was on his hand or she had seen it in her previous life, was probably much more than all the people standing and kneeling together...

He and she are actually the same kind of people.

It has nothing to do with other people's ideas, disregarding worldly opinions, looking only at the results, focusing only on the results, even if it is for this reason, rush to kill...

Slowly lowering her eyes, she glanced at the desolate and ugly face of the neighbors next door in the flower room, and smiled boredly.

How can you allow others to sleep on the king's couch? Dare to keep an eye on the arms business is tantamount to taking chestnuts from the fire.

Without the determination and patience to grab food from the mouth of a tiger, he can only accept his fate and put all his family's lives in the hands of others.

Hemo has been looking at her, and has not missed the scrutiny in her eyes and the indifference to her neighbors, but the cold-blooded ruthlessness behind her accurate judgment of the world made him raise his eyebrows slightly.

He was only fifteen or six years old, but he looked calm and stern. The most surprising thing is that there is light in her eyes, but what is hidden in that light, even him can't tell for a while.

When will the merchant family be able to raise such a daughter?