MTL - After Reincarnating, an Evil Consort Only Wants to Torture Scums-Chapter 615 620：

  Lu Xiang withdrew his gaze, and smiled slightly at Chu Jinyan: "Suddenly found that Yuanfeng is more honest than Shengxian."

  Chu Jinyan glanced coldly at Yuan Feng, Xiangxiang paid so much attention to Yuan Feng and even praised him? Shouldn't it be considered to send Yuanfeng to mine to save him from being under Xiangxiang's nose from time to time?

  Yuan Feng, who was walking, suddenly felt cold behind his back, causing him to shudder severely.

  Why does it feel cool?

  Who wants to kill him?

"cousin."

Suddenly, a delicate and joyful voice came. Lu Xiang looked over and saw the graceful and luxurious Zheng Wenshuang coming down the stairs with a smile on her face. There was light in those dark eyes. It was when she saw Chu Jinyan. meaning of joy.

  Looking at Zheng Wenshuang who was getting closer and closer to him, Chu Jinyan took a step back with a cold face, the strong smell of powder on Zheng Wenshuang made him sick.

However, his obviously disgusted behavior was like an invisible slap on Zheng Wenshuang's face, and the smile on his face froze for a moment. I couldn't control the expression on my face.

"I didn't expect my cousin to like to go to the theater. It's better to meet him by chance. I booked a private room. Cousin, let's go together." Zheng Wenshuang suppressed the embarrassment in her eyes, looked up at Chu Jinyan with a sweet smile, and raised her head slightly. road.

  Chu Jinyan rolled his eyes at Zheng Wenshuang, too lazy to talk nonsense, turned his head to Lu Xiang beside him and said softly: "Let's go."

  Lu Xiang glanced at Zheng Wenshuang, smiled and nodded: "En."

   Then the two passed Zheng Wenshuang without paying attention.

  Zheng Wenshuang never imagined that Chu Jinyan and Lu Xiang would ignore her so much in public, and their faces turned pale with anger.

  The eighth prince is fine.

  Why would Lu Xiang dare to embarrass her.

  When Lu Xiang and Zheng Wenshuang passed by, they suddenly heard a scream of "ah", and everyone in the lobby saw Zheng Wenshuang staggering to the side, and panicked and held on to the door frame.

  Hearing the sound, Lu Xiang stopped suddenly, turned around, and saw Zheng Wenshuang staring at him accusingly with aggrieved eyes, as if Lu Xiang was a heinous villain who was about to cry.

   "Miss Lu, why did you push me?" Zheng Wenshuang rubbed his arms, and said pitifully, "I don't know why I've upset you, but you want to treat me like this."

  Her weak voice with grievances instantly aroused the pity of many people, and they cast hostile and condemning eyes on Lu Xiang without any hints.

  Lu Xiang looked at Zheng Wenshuang, whose eyes were shining with pride, raised her slender eyebrows slightly, and then looked at Chu Jinyan meaningfully.

  Look at the peach blossoms you provoke, and frame me up every now and then.

  Chu Jinyan: "..."

  He is so innocent.

   Zheng Wenshuang looked at the two people flirting in front of her, and almost fainted out of breath. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her flesh tightly, and the pain caused her reason not to be dazzled by jealousy.

  The next moment, she met Chu Jinyan's cold gaze, like the sharpest blade in the world, and slashed at her head: "Zheng Wenshuang..."

   As soon as he spoke, Lu Xiang's soft little hand patted his back lightly.

I come!

  Chu Jinyan sensed Lu Xiang's meaning, so he stopped talking, but stared at Zheng Wenshuang with sinister eyes.

  Lu Xiang looked at Zheng Wenshuang and said casually, "I push you?"

  Zheng Wenshuang bit her lip, looked at Chu Jinyan with a troubled face, and said weakly: "Miss Lu must not have done it on purpose, and I don't want to embarrass you, just apologize to me."

  Although you are arrogant and domineering because of the support of the eighth prince, I am gentle and generous, and don't care about you.

  The moment they passed each other, no one would notice whether Lu Xiang really pushed him or not.

  She is weak but she is justified.

  At this moment, most people are sympathetic to themselves, and that is enough.