Refused to marry a wealthy family: training billionaire tycoons

Chapter 64 Remember Your Identity

Realizing the meaning of Haiyue's words, Butler Li was stunned. After a few seconds, he came back to his senses and stopped him, "Madam, your hand is not healed yet. I'll leave this to the kitchen. You don't have to..."

Haiyue didn't wait for Steward Li to speak, and said directly, "My hands are fine, don't bother the kitchen with such a small matter..."

Moreover, she owes so much to Sikong Jingqiu... Although she has no way or ability to pay off the debt she owes, at least, at least, in other aspects within her power, she should do something for Sikong Jingqiu...

Haiyue turned her head, stared at the empty doorway for a while, and after saying "Please send me the materials", she got up and walked towards the kitchen with her injured hand.

As if this could alleviate her guilt.

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The surrounding area was silent, the sun had already set, and except for the house where the lights were still on, the rest of the place was shrouded in an indissoluble night.

Haiyue was alone, sitting quietly on the sofa in the living room, staring at the cold bowl of soup on the table in a daze.

I really don't know why I have to sit here like a statue, foolishly waiting from dawn to dark...

Sikong Jingqiu didn't say he would be back today, did he?

But... she didn't have the slightest intention of leaving the living room and going back upstairs to rest...

After waiting in the living room for so long, she couldn't tell whether she had been sitting here because she was worried about Sikong Jingqiu's health, or because she was worried that Sikong Jingqiu would anger Yunyan.

Haiyue smiled wryly, reached out to touch the cold porcelain bowl on the table, and then looked up at the wall clock.

It turned out that it was past one o'clock, no wonder the soup was cold again.

Haiyue stood up, picked up the soup on the table and returned to the kitchen, poured it into the stew pot, and pressed the switch.

After a while, white smoke floated from the stew pot, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance.

Haiyue pressed the switch, pulled out the plug, then took out the heat-insulating gloves and put them on, then took the stew pot out of the pot, poured the soup into the thermos, yawned, and was about to leave with the thermos in her arms , but heard footsteps outside.

Sikong Jingqiu is back?
Haiyue was stunned for a moment, she simply cleaned up the kitchen, and went out with the thermos bottle in her arms.

There were more than two people in the living room, the one who came back with Sikong Jinglai, and the woman who was with him in the office of Beifeng Group.

Why did Sikong Jingqiu bring her back?Could it be that……

Haiyue didn't know what expression to use to face them, she felt embarrassed to greet them, and she didn't have such deep camouflage skills, she could pretend that she didn't know what happened that day, so she could only stand there in a daze.

Sikong Jingqiu didn't expect her to stay up so late, so he was obviously taken aback for a moment, but he soon came back to his senses, and said with a serious face, "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

"I—" Haiyue glanced at the woman next to Sikong Jingqiu, hugged the thermos tightly in her arms, and prepared to swallow it all night, "No, it's nothing... I'm hungry, I went to the kitchen to find something eat……"

"Hungry? Where are the people in the kitchen? Are they all dead?!" Sikong Jingqiu frowned, and was about to get angry, but his arm was held by the handsome Lin Youyi beside him.

"Master Sikong, is she?"

Sikong Jingqiu did not answer right away, but stared at Haiyue for a long time with a cloudy expression on his face, and then said, "She is—"

Haiyue found that she was actually afraid of hearing the answer "She's just a woman I bought to give birth" from Sikong Jingqiu's mouth, which would make her feel extremely ashamed and ashamed!
She hurriedly opened her mouth and said, "I-I'm a little sleepy, I'm going upstairs to rest first!"

Haiyue's evasive attitude made Sikong Jingqiu's entire face darken. He strode forward, blocked Haiyue's path, and glared at her gloomyly, his pupils as deep as cold pools gleaming with blood-thirsty light.

"You...I..." Haiyue took a step back from Sikong Jingqiu's stare, her face was as pale as limestone, her lips trembled so that she couldn't speak completely, and her legs seemed to be filled with lead. Unable to move half a step.

(End of this chapter)