After wearing the book, the male protagonist and I are mortal enemies.

Chapter 276 Is it so direct
Qiao Yue didn't know why she felt so uncomfortable.

Especially this indescribable feeling.

Although Qi Shengyu couldn't empathize with her, he still felt distressed. He hugged her into his arms and patted her on the back lightly.

"Don't cry."

Qiao Yue cried so hard that no one could hear her.

After a long time, she poked her head out from leaning on his shoulder, looked at Zeng Qingwen's tombstone, her eyes darkened.

Originally, she just looked at this matter as an outsider, wanting to prevent He Ziyuan from doing other things, but now she changed her mind, she wanted to make her pay the price for killing her mother.

"..."

Those who attended Zhang Duanze's funeral all had a simple meal at the restaurant that Duan Yiyao had booked in advance.

Not many people came, basically they were all from the Duan family, but few of them were sincere.

After the meal, the last few people who gathered in Zhang Duanze's ward were left in the hotel box.

He Ziyuan clung to Duan Yiyao's side every step of the way. The latter deliberately kept a distance. Qiao Yue looked at him, unable to do anything. He picked up the wine glass in front of him and decided to toast her, but Qi Shengyu stopped her without moving a step.

Qiao Yue understood what he meant, and quickly said: "I don't drink alcohol, this is soda water, if you don't believe me, try it."

Qi Shengyu took her glass of soda, put it back on the table, and led her towards the two of them.

In the final analysis, Duan Yiyao raised Zhang Duanze so much, and sent a white-haired man to a black-haired man without leaving him a word. At this moment, he still feels sad in his heart.

Until Qi Shengyu pulled Qiao Yue to stand in front of him, he resisted the feeling of discomfort in his heart, and looked at the two of them with an amiable appearance.

Qi Shengyu was the first to speak: "Mr. Duan, I'm sorry about what happened last time. I didn't know that Qiao Yue asked you about the fire that year, but maybe Qiao Yue didn't explain it clearly to me, or you didn't tell me some details. I always feel that artificial fire is too strange, can you talk to me again?"

Qiao Yue's eyes twitched.

She told Qi Shengyu what she thought, but this...

Is it so direct?
Obviously.

Asking these words, coupled with that calm and cold demeanor, Qiao Yue's eyebrows jumped when she saw He Ziyuan.

It's not obvious, but you can find it if you look carefully.

As long as he asks more implicitly, the person involved will not make such an expression.

Simply click directly and report the ID card.

Qiao Yue raised her forehead, and could see Qi Shengyu's hostility towards He Ziyuan, he didn't want to get ink marks, and wanted to get rid of He Ziyuan as soon as possible.

He has always been serious about her affairs.

The way she looked at him, there was a morbid light shining in the dark and calm cold pool. Now she thought about Guo Xu once told her that once someone hurt her, Qi Shengyu would repay her a hundred times, so now she is seriously suspicious, he is already thinking How to make He Ziyuan's life worse than death is more appropriate.

Qiao Yue tugged at the hem of his clothes, trying to pull him back, but Qi Shengyu didn't respond, and looked at Duan Yiyao without changing his expression.

He Ziyuan's expression has long since returned to normal, her eyes are peaceful.

The three of them tacitly agreed, only Duan Yiyao was innocent.

He pondered for a moment, now his daughter regards Qi Shengyu as the most important person...

That being the case, he asked all the questions, and he decided to explain it to him in detail.

"Let's go back to the old house and talk."

"..."

The backyard of the Duan family's old house is a tea hall. Several people are sitting in the hall, and the tea smell of various teas is overflowing. The glass is soundproof, and the surrounding environment is quiet. This scene has a sense of tranquility.

Qiao Yue was sitting next to Qi Shengyu, and the opposite table was Duan Yiyao. She didn't know how things turned out like this. The most important thing was that He Ziyuan was helping them make tea.

"Little Qiao?" He Ziyuan prepared jasmine tea for her. The fragrance of jasmine is refreshing and the taste is mild, just like her smile. She got close to her, "I call you that like your father, is it okay?"

Qiao Yue almost saw a hint of "loving mother" in her, but no matter how she acted, no matter how good her appearance was, it couldn't change the evil in her heart.

But superficial skills still need to be sufficient, Qiao Yue smiled, but did not respond.

Qi Shengyu and Duan Yiyao both drank West Lake Dragon Well tea, and made tea for them respectively, He Ziyuan raised her foot and wanted to leave.

Seeing this, Qiao Yue stopped her.

"Aunt He?"

He Ziyuan stopped in her tracks.

Qiao Yue pretended to be innocent, and said in front of Duan Yiyao: "I know that Aunt He has feelings for my father, so she should be very willing to hear what my father said about what he has experienced before?"

Duan Yiyao had actually rejected He Ziyuan a long time ago, so what about his nearly 20 years of companionship, he never forgot his wedding vows with Qingwen, he is the only one in this life, no matter whether he lives or dies, he does not have her in his heart, He Ziyuan.

But right now, it was the first time that he and Qing Wen's daughter, Qiao Yue, heard her calling his father. He was so happy that he forgot to explain his relationship with He Ziyuan.

He Ziyuan didn't move after hearing the words, she was really beautiful, the sinister flashing in those red and phoenix eyes made one couldn't help but want to use four words to describe her, "femme fatale".

When she looked back at Qiao Yue, there was no trace of malice in her eyes, only gentleness and cleanliness.

"of course."

Duan Yiyao explained the whole process of the fire in detail.

After hearing this, He Ziyuan didn't feel any discomfort during the whole process, she sat quietly beside Duan Yiyao, the affection in her eyes was definitely not fake, there was sunlight pouring in from the outside, coating her body with a layer of light, the softness and beauty of women seemed to be captured at this moment enlarge.

Listening to Zhang Duanze continuing to talk about some details of the fire, Qiao Yue quietly observed He Ziyuan, knowing that in her heart, the fire back then was not worth mentioning at all, and it wasn't that she pretended to be good at the moment, but that she didn't set herself on fire at all. Seriously, she only has Duan Yiyao in her eyes, and it is her wish to be with Duan Yiyao.

expect?
Qiao Yue thought it was funny even thinking about it.

Her expectation is that anyone who blocks her way will die.

Qiao Yue put down the teacup, and when she poured the tea, she asked casually, "Aunt He, how did you and my father meet?"

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

"It happened a long time ago." Speaking of this, He Ziyuan's eyes lit up a little, and it was from the heart.

"25 years ago, I was 15 years old. At that time, my family didn't care about me. I walked to and from school. Once it was dark and I was kidnapped on the way home. It was Yi Yao who rescued me..."

"That's enough!" Duan Yiyao interrupted sharply, with an ugly expression on his face.

He looked at the two people at the opposite table and felt a little rude: "Sorry."

"Little Qiao, what I said is the whole process of the fire that year."

It was already a great pain for Duan Yiyao to recall his beloved wife's death in the sea of ​​fire, but there are things around him that bother him even more.

"We still have something to do, excuse me first." After finishing speaking, he frowned, looked at He Ziyuan, and motioned for her to come out with him.

(End of this chapter)