Teaching Uncle Three a lesson: 9

Jiang Yan's body instantly stiffened as she looked at Fu Qingji in panic.

There was no sound on the surveillance screen. Jiang Yan did not know what Cen Juan had shown Fu Qingji.

However, she saw Fu Qingji's originally calm expression crumble in an instant.

"Did you see it?" Cen Juan lowered his eyelids slightly and turned his cold white wrist. His seductive appearance was very attractive. He casually grabbed Fu Qingji's collar with one hand." Or, I'll punch you so that you can see more clearly.""

Bang!

The merciless fist landed heavily on Fu Qingji's abdomen. He bent over in pain and pressed his sore spot with one hand. The corners of his lips were pale, but his eyes were fixed on the surveillance screen, as if he could not believe such a result.

"Why? Isn't one time enough?" Cen Juan snorted lightly. The man's facial features were extremely beautiful. His well-defined hands smoothed the wrinkles on Fu Qingji's collar. He was smiling." Then let's do it again.""