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

Chapter 292 It Was Before, Not Now
Yes, it's already here, and the meal will be over.

Turning around, Hong Jiaqi pushed open the door and walked in.The lights in the room are not too bright, there is a hazy feeling, the light white light is like a layer of mist lingering inside, and the simple and gorgeous layout inside can be vaguely seen.

Compared with six years ago, this place has changed a little.The original wooden screen has been removed, and an oval table is placed in the middle. The white tablecloth is covered with shiny silver plates. There are about seven or eight plates arranged neatly and covered with silver covers. It's because I'm afraid of getting cold.

The temperature in the mountains is already lower than that in the urban area, and these dishes should have been served just now.

"Please sit down." Pei Zhihan closed the door, put his suit jacket on the back of the chair, and looked at her generously, "There is a little change here."

A waiter in red clothes came over and quietly took the silver lids from the dishes.

"Even if there is no change, things are different." Hong Jiaqi opened the chair and sat down, looking around indifferently.

Pei Zhihan gracefully took the red wine on the side, and opened it with ease. The mellow aroma of the aged red wine spread quickly in the room, and it was extremely sweet.

"People say that the more wine is brewed, the more fragrant it will be." Pei Zhihan stood up and poured her a glass, "Maybe it's the same with human feelings. In the past six years, I have often come here."

His so-called feelings, could it be his feelings with him?Jiaqi would not be foolish enough to believe it, she just listened and didn't speak.

"Because it's only here that I feel that you have never left me." Putting down the red wine in his hand, Pei Zhihan sat down on his seat, his handsome and handsome face, under the dim light at this moment, It adds softness and is approachable.

Such deep eyes contain tenderness.

It seems to be silently telling the thoughts and nostalgia of these years.

Such as the air grows silently.

Hong Jiaqi just felt that those eyes were everywhere, no matter how she avoided or ignored them, she couldn't avoid them, as if she was in a terrible black hole, there were eyes everywhere, those tender eyes...

She felt as if someone was strangling her neck and she couldn't breathe.

She subconsciously supported her chest with her hands, breathing hard and vigorously.

What is this man planning again, no matter what it is, she will never be fooled again.

Pei Zhihan.

"Jiaqi, welcome back." Pei Zhihan raised the red wine in his hand, and a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

It was obvious that she was in a good mood, and Hong Jiaqi didn't feel it at all. There was nothing good about it. She didn't raise her glass, "I told you, I'm Wu Qing."

That Wu Qing who decided six years ago that she would never show affection to any man again.

That Wu Qing who was deeply hurt and never believed in feelings again.

Wu Qing, who was covered in bruises and struggled for six years.

That Wu Qing who came back to life.

Pei Zhihan put down the red wine in his hand at the table, and criticized objectively, "This name is very unpleasant. Wu Qing, ruthless? It's too inhuman."

Hong Jiaqi in the past was not like this.

"That's also thanks to you. My love is exhausted by you." Since he wants to hear it, then she should tell him.

All these years, what she hasn't forgotten, he shouldn't forget either, right? "I haven't forgotten it, and you should remember it too."

"Six years ago, no one was happy." Pei Zhihan's face suddenly turned cold, and his face became serious. He looked up at Hong Jiaqi's eyes that were swollen with anger. He had no right to blame her for choosing to leave without saying a word. , to question, but...

His feelings should not be ignored.

At least, he also tasted those pains together.

"You and Leng Bingqing's daughter are alive, why are you unhappy?" The corners of Hong Jiaqi's lips parted with a cold arc. In the past six years, she has been asking herself, in Pei Zhihan's heart, what is she and what is she? ? "My existence is to save you and Bingqing's daughter. From the beginning to the end, I was just a victim, but you have been lying to this victim for more than a year. It's hard, right?"

"Jiaqi" How could she say that it was hypocrisy?
Facing his deep eyes, the smile on the corner of Hong Jiaqi's mouth grew stronger, but it was so cold that it was scumbag. Could it be that he would continue to have that hypocritical face at this moment? "I still remember that I was pregnant in October, and I still remember you saying that you are going to use my child to save another child. I still remember that you were the father of my child, the man I love deeply. But this is you, Killed my child with my own hands, and went to save someone else's daughter, especially if that person is your daughter, who is also your child, don't you think you treated my child too harshly?"

She kept some words in her heart for a long, long time, so long that she thought she could forget them, but when she saw him, those words seemed to grow her own tongue.

"Too unfair to me?"

It turned out that she still remembered the pain at that time, and she never forgot it because of her current status as the Hua'er Fund, or because of the six years.

She hated him and was entitled to sue him.

Pei Zhihan's fingers gripped the goblet tightly, and he drank the red wine in the glass as soon as he raised his head. Maybe he really shouldn't mention something, "Let's eat."

"You don't dare to say it anymore, do you?" He thought that all she could think of when she came here were those good memories?Pei Zhihan, after all, you are still the scheming man in the past.

Hong Jiaqi raised her head and forced back the tears in her eyes. It has been six years, and her tears have disappeared for six years. Today, she shouldn't shed any more.

She suppressed the sourness and sadness surging in her heart, "I am also very reluctant to bring up those old things, because you insisted on appearing in front of me." Holding the goblet by the table with her fingers, Hong Jiaqi drank it as soon as she raised her head. After cleaning it up, Hong Jiaqi looked at Pei Zhihan who was opposite, as if she didn't think it was very tasty, "Give me some strong one."

She suddenly wanted to drink.

I really want to.

"I'll drink with you." Pei Zhihan snapped his fingers out of thin air, and a waiter came up and gave him a bottle of Remy Martin. This strongest wine should be able to numb the pain in his heart.

Hong Jiaqi sat on the seat stiffly, she didn't mind what brand of wine it was, she only cared that it could relieve the pain in her heart at this moment.

The memories deposited in her mind were immediately dug out, occupying her brain frantically and quickly.

She needs a little strength.

strong power.

Go ahead and bury them deep.

"It's all your favorite dishes." Pei Zhihan poured the wine and returned to his seat, staring softly at Hong Jiaqi who was opposite him, "Try it, you have been abroad all these years, and you rarely eat such an authentic hometown. taste."

Hong Jiaqi glanced at the delicious dishes on the table, "You also said it was in the past, not now."

(End of this chapter)