Wealthy Poison Pet: Leng Di's No. 7 Bride

Chapter 252
When it came to the end, Leng Huang's voice couldn't help but lowered a little, and his soft tone became more distracted, "You and Jiaqi are still young, and you can have children in the future... But Nini, there is no second person in this world. This." His hand seemed to be placed on Pei Zhihan's shoulder with a heavy weight, as if at this moment, the pressure on him was no less than that of Pei Zhihan, "You can't let Bingqing down."

Pei Zhihan closed his eyes and did not speak again.

Logically speaking, Leng Huang's words are not without reason.

Seeing Pei Zhihan at night, Hong Jiaqi clearly noticed that Pei Zhihan's face was cold, and when he didn't feel relieved, his whole body exuded a cold aura, and the servants in the whole villa didn't dare to approach him, including her.

From the moment he entered the house, Pei Zhihan went directly into the upstairs study room, he didn't even come down to eat, Zhang Zhong brought the food up, and then brought it out without moving.

"Is it because of the company's affairs?" Hong Jiaqi looked at Zhang Zhong who was holding the food, and couldn't help asking. Zhang Zhong's face was serious, "Young master is in a bad mood, let young mistress go to bed first."

Bad mood?That's a really good reason.

"I'm also in a bad mood, and I can't sleep." Hong Jiaqi looked at the closed door, and purposely raised her voice to speak inside.

Originally, he suddenly disappeared and came back these days, seemingly ignoring her inner feelings, living life on his own, without even the slightest apology...

Zhang Zhong looked at Hong Jiaqi hesitantly, opened his mouth but didn't say anything after all, he could only sigh secretly, turned around and went downstairs.

Hong Jiaqi became even more curious when she thought of his hesitation to speak, but she also knew very well that no one would know what Zhang Zhong didn't want to say.

Tuk Tuk Tuk

Hong Jiaqi raised her hand and knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside for a long time. When there was movement, Pei Zhihan had already opened the door, "Is there anything wrong?" She turned and walked in with such casual eyes on her face. "If you need anything, you can go to Zhang Zhong."

"He's not my husband!" Hong Jiaqi closed the door and said coldly, "He doesn't have to care about me, he can disappear for three to five days, he doesn't answer my calls or respond to my WeChat, but you can't."

"Are you questioning my teacher Xing?" Pei Zhihan, who was sitting on the boss's chair, glanced lightly at Hong Jiaqi's fair cheeks, "Hong Jiaqi."

With such cold eyes, it was as if she was looking at people and things that had nothing to do with her, and Hong Jiaqi was clearly familiar with this feeling.

When we first met, he didn't have this expression, as if everyone owed him the expression.

"What's wrong with you?" He said this suddenly, which made her feel so nervous.

Pei Zhihan's face was still indifferent, "Go out if you have nothing to do, I don't have time to greet you." As he spoke, he picked up the document on the table and opened it, as if preparing to work, he didn't lift his eyes to look at the document. Seems to be really busy with business.

Hong Jiaqi was left alone like that, for 3 minutes, 10 minutes, or even longer, Pei Zhihan didn't talk to her again.

"You promised me that you won't change." Hong Jiaqi looked at the desk and carefully flipped through the documents. Pei Zhihan, who wrote and drew from time to time, suddenly felt that the string he had put down with great difficulty suddenly bounced, and the bottom of his heart There was a chill in his heart, and that chill instantly dispersed from his heart, spreading to his limbs and bones, and his whole body was icy cold.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Pei Zhihan couldn't help but look up at the door, with a little more confusion and helplessness in his deep eyes.

As long as there was even the slightest possibility, he didn't want Hong Jiaqi to be sad.

Not at all.

(End of this chapter)