บท 858: Serial killer

Fu Qi Hong stiffened when he heard his sister bring up Mo Qiang. He pursed his lips tightly before lying down on the table in front of him.

His arm was outstretched as he laid his head uncomfortably on it. 

"Yes, it is. So what? I don't think that woman has even the smallest interest in me," Fu Qi Hong stated with a pout on his lips. "I even gave her my monitor ID and told her that she could call me at any time but she didn't not even once." 

He wanted to cry just thinking about it, he thought that he, Fu Qi Hong finally found the woman of his dreams but Mo Qiang seemed to have no interest in him, not even half of what she had in the past. 

"Isn't that normal?" Fu Shuyan asked as she set the bottle of wine on the table causing Fu Qi Hong to raise his head. 

With his eyes glowing with a dangerous glint, he questioned his sister, "What do you mean that this is normal?"