Fake Marriage To The Richest Tycoon-Chapter 267 - 266: Shentu Chu is evil

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Chapter 267: Chapter 266: Shentu Chu is evil

"Shentu Chu, what are you doing?"

Shentu Chu held a gun at Shentu Jing’s head, pointing directly between his eyebrows. The barrel of the gun reflected in the silver moonlight. On it, Shentu Jing could see the model of the gun.

The gun was real.

"Hand it over," Shentu Chu’s voice was cold and threatening.

Shentu Jing didn’t move a muscle. He glared at his elder brother, eyes cold and sharp.

"Hand it over! Or I’ll kill you!" Shentu Chu growled. He was getting impatient.

"Then kill me," Shentu Jing said after a long moment of silence. Shentu Chu’s eyes widened before he nodded, pupils red, as if finding out something ridiculous. His lips curved into a smirk and he chuckled darkly.

"I’m not playing a joke. Fine, since you are so stubborn, then I’ll kill her," Shentu Chu raised his hand with the watch. A hologram video of Qin Zhuzhu talking at an event popped out.

When Shentu Jing saw this, his face darkened instantly, the atmosphere became gloomy and cold. The murderous instinct in him ignited immediately.

"Shentu Chu!" He growled.

"Now, will you give it obediently to me?" His tone had a slight hint of mockery.

Shentu Jing had no choice but to give the file to Shentu Chu. He had managed to take it back from Shentu Hu only for another person to snatched it from him.

"Don’t play tricks with me. I know you are having it. Oh, and including the other one," he tilted his head to one side.

In the end, Shentu Chu watch Shentu Jing took the files out of the hiding spot. Then he grabbed the files from Shentu Jing’s hands, flipped through it to verify its contents then turned to walk away.

"If you dare touch a hair on her, I’ll make you pay!" He shouted at his back.

Shentu Chu never turned around despite hearing that voice. He only smiled and disappeared into the darkness.

Shentu Jing stood in that darkness, time ticking slowly. Never did he expected Shentu Chu to betray him. Why did he want those files? They didn’t concern him.

Then a thought crossed him. During that time with Qiao Minde, what exactly happened? How did Shentu Chu switched sides so fast? Or was he simply pretending since the beginning, bidding his time until the conditions were in his favour?

Fuck! He silently cursed. Shentu Jing wasted no time and called Han Juexian over.

When Han Juexian arrived, he gave him a questioning look. The latter was supposed to arrive earlier yet he was half an hour late.

"Boss, along the way there was a traffic jam! It seems like a car collided with a motorbike. The two party argued for a long time before reaching a conclusion. I say, the way they reach a conclusion is a bit strange. Both agreed not to pursue this matter! No one paid any fees for the damages and they seemed like they were in a rush," Han Juexian panted, speaking all in one breath with his hands on his knees.

Instantly, Shentu Jing knew that it was all planned to obstruct Han Juexian from reaching him. And the only one who knew about their plans was Shentu Chu.

"Ah Xian, get Ding Yu to locate all the places Shentu Chu has been. Get me his current location,"

"Wait, why?" Han Juexian asked, dumbfounded. He struggled to chase after his boss. Even though he didn’t like Shentu Chu that much, he could feel that something was off tonight.

Shentu Jing didn’t say a word. Instead, he took the car and drove off, shooting exhaust at him.

"He left me behind again!" Han Juexian cried after the car sped off.

"Cough.....cough.....cough....."

"At least I got the motorbike," he shrugged and proceeded to call Ding Yu.

Maybe he should get himself one of those self driving super cars which can drive to him at a click of a button. Then maybe he won’t get left behind every time the boss was in a bad mood.

Shentu Jing drove at top speed and reached Qin Zhuzhu just as the fashion event was over. It was past midnight. The life of a fashion designer was hard and strict in Shengjing, especially if you want to be the top one.

That was Qin Zhuzhu’s goal. She was seeing the models and other guests off. When they left, Qin Zhuzhu walking down the stairs when a car suddenly skidded to a stop a few metres away.

Qin Zhuzhu was stunned, the wind from the amazing speed pounced on her face and skirt. The leaves collecting around a tree nearby were thrown into a mess.

Shentu Jing was out of the car in a few seconds, walking over to her. He grabbed her by the wrist and started to drag her along with him.

"Wait! What’s going on? Are you crazy?!" Qin Zhuzhu struggled in his grip, trying to pry his fingers off her.

She could feel that something was off with him tonight. His presence seemed to be shrouded in mystery and darkness. The look in his eyes were...

"Come with me," was all that he said before he continued to drag her with him. His face was cold and dark, a strange air hung around his head.

"I’m not going until you tell me what’s going on!" She protested, glaring him straight in the eyes.

After struggling for a few times, she managed to jerk his hand off her wrist. Taken aback by what just happened, Qin Zhuzhu turned livid. She pushed at his chest, distancing herself from him.

At that moment, Jingmin and the others came out and immediately heard the commotion.

"What’s going on?"

"Who’s that handsome man?"

"Why are you thinking about handsome faces? Can’t you see that he’s trying to hurt our team leader?" Jingmin scolded.

Shentu Jing hesitated, giving her a hard look. He approached her slowly, his peach blossom eyes flickering with a strange light.

Then he reached out and swung her over his shoulder.

"Ow! Put me down!" Her world was flipped around and she became dizzy.