Chapter 811 Jiangnan Fox Demon

Wang Qianjin listened to the report without saying a word. The light of glass flickered in her charming eyes, like a demon in the dark night, and the dark breath made the whole ancient wood hall full of oppression. [Full text reading]

The maid kneeling beside her didn't dare to breathe, for fear that the young master would be unhappy.

Everyone knows a rumor: Jiangnan fox demon, transformed into peach blossoms, charming people, and it is hard to tell whether it is male or female. In fact, it is about the beautiful and charming Wang family Wang Shao—Wang Qianjin.

It is unknown how this rumor spread, but privately, many wealthy families in the south know it.

There are also many wealthy ladies who have a crush on Wang Shao. In order to see him, they become extremely crazy and even use all means. But for so many years, Wang Shao seems to have passed through thousands of flowers without getting a single leaf on him. There is no shortage of women around him, but no one has ever seen him stop for anyone.

Some people secretly speculated that Wang Shao was actually ruthless, while others said that he was affectionate and that he was merciful everywhere, but in fact, he only wanted to meet the woman in his life.

Of course, these were all speculations. In private, many women still tried their best to climb into Wang Shao's bed. After all, becoming Wang Shao's woman would raise their status at once.

The maids who served him also admired Wang Shao. Sometimes they felt that it was worth their life to take a look at him, but they were also afraid at the same time, because Wang Shao looked kind and charming, but once he got angry, he would be ruthless and frightening. He could take people's lives when he smiled the most charmingly, and he could also make people fall into the valley of their hearts when he bewitched your heart.

After the man in white finished his report, he stood respectfully with his waist bent, and did not dare to raise his head, but sweat kept coming out of his forehead, and a sense of oppression rose in his heart.

Wang Qianjin looked at the glazed lanterns on the ancient wooden hall, and a dark demon flashed in his eyes. His expression was indistinguishable in the flickering light.

In a moment, the corners of his lips moved, forming a bewitching arc, and his eyes were filled with a gorgeous color that burned everything.

He stood up gracefully and charmingly, changed his posture, and said lightly: "Business gathering in the north? Interesting! Get up!"

"Yes!"

Wang Qianjin was full of laziness and fatigue. It was really because of the matter of the Wang family's dragon vein some time ago that he was too busy. Now he finally had some free time and was too lazy to move.

Thinking of Yun Bixue, a hint of interest flashed in Wang Qianjin's eyes, "That Yun Bixue dressed up well at the business gathering. I heard that she was amazing. Well, bring the photo over, I'll take a look."

The corner of the man in the white suit twitched slightly. He didn't know what was so good about Mr. Xie's wife, but they dared not disobey Mr. Wang's order.

So he went out and brought the photo over after a while.

Wang Qianjin lazily leaned on the recliner, looking at the photo, his expression moved, "Is this the dress from the top of the blue sea?" Others may not know, but he knows that it is of extraordinary value, a unique design dress in the whole country. The group of idiots in Ning'an City may not know, but if it is taken to Tianjing City, someone will definitely know.

This Xie Limo really dotes on his wife. Any piece of clothing is worth a fortune, but the more Xie Limo cares, the greater his weakness.

Thinking about it, Wang Qianjin squinted his eyes and looked at the photo. The lazy look faded a little bit, and he became serious. The dark and charming look made people wonder what he was thinking.

After reading it, he said to his subordinates: "Put up the photos!"

The man in a white suit was a little confused. Put up the photos? What does it mean?