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

Chapter 255 Who provoked you

Seeing Hong Jiaqi's resentful and ruthless gaze when she looked at Zitengluo, An Lan quickly forced herself to be calm, and took two steps forward, "I'll help young mistress chop it!"

"You're crazy too." Zhang Zhong yelled immediately, "This belongs to the young master..."

"Zhang Zhong, do you still recognize me as the young mistress of the Pei family?" Hong Jiaqi walked up to him in two steps, looked at him coldly, and asked in a voice, "Do you think I am the mistress of this family?"

"Young Mistress..." Zhang Zhong never thought that one day Hong Jiaqi would have such a piercing gaze, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"When Pei Zhihan asked afterward, you just said I meant it." Seeing him standing silently, Hong Jiaqi couldn't help but look at An Lan, "Go and chop."

An Lan nodded and bent down to pick up the kitchen knife on the ground, but Hong Jiaqi stretched out her foot to stop her, "There is an ax in the storage room, go and take it out."

An Lan looked at Hong Jiaqi in surprise, knowing that she was serious, she couldn't help but hesitate, "Young Mistress"

Is it really okay?

"Are you going?" Hong Jiaqi asked coldly.

"Go now, go right away." Originally, she thought about chopping slowly with a kitchen knife to delay some time, but Pei Zhihan was going home soon anyway, but thinking of the sharp ax in the storage room, she was embarrassed.What can I do in a while?
Pei Zhihan repeatedly told him to take care of this wisteria.

Pei Zhihan came back around seven o'clock, and at that time it was really nightfall, and round lights were turned on around the villa, shining white everywhere.The Lamborghini came in slowly through the gate. When it stopped, Pei Zhihan got out of the car and walked into the living room without any expression.

Standing in the villa, Zhang Zhong, An Lan and the others all stood in the living room holding their breath. When they saw him coming in, they called young master in unison respectfully.

Pei Zhihan acted as if he didn't hear, and walked straight to Hong Jiaqi who was sitting on the other side of the sofa drinking orange juice.

Hong Jiaqi held the juice in one hand, flipped through the magazine on her lap with the other, and looked at it scribbled. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the pair of shiny black leather shoes three steps away.

The air seemed to freeze, and there was no sound at all.

In the living room, Hong Jiaqi just sat, drank, and watched while turning a blind eye, while Pei Zhihan just stood there, silent.

Everyone could see that Pei Zhihan's face was particularly ugly, and there was a cold aura emanating from his body, which made no one dare to look directly at him.

But the person who should face him the most, just sat there calmly, without raising his head.

"Who provoked you?" After a long time, it was Pei Zhihan who finally uttered a voice. He took off his suit jacket and handed it to An Lan who was standing beside him. He walked over steadily and sat down on the sofa opposite Hong Jiaqi. His deep eyes were like boiling water. Boiling water exudes a scorching smell, "You actually made fun of your own body, don't you know that you are now a pregnant woman?"

Hong Jiaqi stopped flipping through the magazine, as if she just knew about his return, she slowly raised her head, the smiling woman who would be happy to see him return, seems to have added a deep indifference and alienation at this moment, just looking at him like that Him, look at him.

As if he wanted to see through Pei Zhihan in front of him.

"If you will be angry because I cut your wisteria, I can apologize to you." Putting the magazine on her lap on the coffee table quietly, Hong Jiaqi still had no expression on her face, and her tone was even more serious. It is indifferent without the slightest emotion.

(End of this chapter)