Refused to marry a wealthy family: training billionaire tycoons

Chapter 110
"If you decide to stay, although you can't be Miss Sikong, you can have the identity of Mrs. Sikong for the rest of your life. If you decide to leave, you will be with Du Yunyan again..." Sikong Jingqiu reached out, hooked Haiyue's chin and lifted it up , said coldly and dangerously, "Miss Sikong, don't even think about it, everything about the Sikong family has nothing to do with you. Don't worry, I never treat the women who have been with me badly."

Sikong Jingqiu didn't squeeze her chin tightly, he just held her chin lightly, but Haiyue felt that there was a huge weight pressing her, she opened her mouth but couldn't say anything, "I..."

"Don't rush to answer me." Sikong Jingqiu straightened his body, inserted one hand into the black trousers, looked coldly at her moist eyes, and said in a chilly voice, "You still have a long time to go." Think about it, there's plenty of time."

"Don't think about it, I—"

"I still have something to do in the company. I'll go back first." Sikong Jingqiu interrupted Haiyue, and after leaving such a sentence, he turned and walked towards the door.

The door opened, Sikong Jingqiu walked out, the door closed, and the room fell into silence.

Haiyue looked at the door that separated the two, slowly bent her legs, hugged her knees and curled her body into a ball, then buried her hands in and hugged her tightly.

In the next second, her emotions suddenly collapsed, hot tears rolled out of her eye sockets one by one like broken pearls, soaked into her clothes, spread over her skin, and cut the beating heart in her chest like a sharp weapon , the heart-piercing pain.

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Their relationship has dropped to the lowest point since they met.

After that day, Sikong Jingqiu was busier than ever.

He has almost regarded the company as his home, leaving early and returning late every day.

During the day, it was impossible for Haiyue to see him, she ate alone, watched TV alone, and was in a daze alone... And at night, when he finally returned home from work, she had already fallen asleep.

Except for the few days when she was in danger every month, Sikong Jingqiu would come back early to wake her up from her sleep, routinely with her... There was almost no interaction between them.

Haiyue was sitting on the balcony on the third floor, looking up at the blue sky above, her whole body was shrouded in a deep sense of fatigue, as if a huge stone was pressed on her chest, she was so stuffy that she couldn't breathe.

How long will it be before I can't find a day when life is heavy?

Haiyue didn't know at all.

Regarding whether she is the only granddaughter of Mrs. Sikong, after receiving an affirmative answer from Sikong Jingqiu, Haiyue found that she did not want to confirm the truth of the matter.

That day, when she went home impulsively and asked, her mother's angry reaction had already seen how hurt she was. Haiyue didn't want to make everyone unhappy by delving into this matter.

Anyway, regardless of whether she is the only granddaughter of Mrs. Sikong or not, the result between her and Sikong Jingqiu will not change, will it?
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Mama Lin was going to come in to wash the clothes they changed yesterday, but when she went up to the third floor, she not only saw that their bedroom door was open, but also saw Haiyue sitting on the balcony in a daze, so she rushed over, "Haiyue, what are you doing?" Child, didn’t I tell you that girls should not spend so long in the sun all day long? They will get suntan and freckles!”

Haiyue turned her head, was exposed to the sun for a long time, and suddenly turned to a place with weaker light. Her vision went black for a moment, and she blinked hard several times before recovering, "Mother Lin? Didn't you go out? "

"I left at nine o'clock in the morning, and it's already 12:30 now, even if I'm riding a tortoise, I'm back!" Mama Lin pulled Haiyue into the room, pushed her to sit on the sofa where the sun couldn't shine.

Haiyue picked up a magazine and flipped through it expressionlessly, "Mother Lin, your jokes are not funny at all."

"Where did I make a joke?" Lin's mother retorted dissatisfiedly, "Besides, riding a turtle is really a thing! The Tang monk and his apprentice in "Journey to the West" just crossed the river on a turtle."

(End of this chapter)