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

Chapter 337 You Don't Care
just bean...

how is she?
good or not?
After entering the living room, Pei Zhihan walked around, "Did you close the door when you left?" When he came here just now, he found that the door of the villa was not closed, and the door on this side was not closed either.

Hong Jiaqi thought about it hard. After the accident, she was... very anxious, and she couldn't remember if it happened, "I can't remember."

"Then see if there's anything missing."

"I want to ask you to help me find Doudou." If things here are missing, they are gone, and she doesn't care.

Pei Zhihan turned around and looked at her, "If the phone is missing, it means that there are no practical clues."

Hong Jiaqi regretted dropping her phone at that time, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault... I gave Doudou to those two people, and I killed Doudou."

"Don't think too much about it." Pei Zhihan looked down at a small piece of white paper exposed under the phone, couldn't help turning his back to Hong Jiaqi, and pulled it out. Visually, it was the back of the photo. He tried to turn it over. The photos, just like that.

In the gray scene, Doudou is lying in a pool of blood.

The light is dim.

Pei Zhihan only felt his eyes go dark, as if someone had hit him in the head, his tall body was shaking imperceptibly, his hands clasped the sofa tightly to stabilize his body.

Peas!Peas!
Pei Zhihan's chest began to feel congested, as if he was being pressed against a big rock, and even breathing became difficult. When the strength in his hand was loosened, he fell weakly on the sofa, holding the photo tightly in his hand.

who is it?Who is it?
He tried his best to take a deep breath, and when he calmed down completely, it was already several minutes later, "Leave this matter to me, and you don't have to worry about it." Pei Zhihan gathered all the strength in his body to stand up and prepare to leave. Hong Jiaqi watched nervously. Looking at him, "How long will it take?"

She doesn't want to wait any longer now.

"Work hard, maybe this is just a joke, just to scare you." A rare smile appeared on the corner of his pale lips, "It's okay."

"Is it really going to be okay?" Hong Jiaqi couldn't accept such a statement in her heart, and walked up to Pei Zhihan in a few steps, "I really saw and heard it."

He has to trust her.

Maybe it's not a joke.

Meeting her anxious and suspicious eyes, Pei Zhihan stretched out his hand to wrap her head in his arms, and said softly, "I know, you have seen and heard, but it will be fine, everything will pass. You Don't get too nervous."

"Zhihan..." Hong Jiaqi hugged his waist, "I'm really scared."

"I will accompany you."

"Doudou, will she really be fine?"

Pei Zhihan smiled, "Yes."

When Ling Fei rushed over, his face was very ugly. Seeing Pei Zhihan hugging Hong Jiaqi at this moment, he slowed down, not wanting to disturb them, "President"

When Hong Jiaqi heard the voice, she quickly got out of Pei Zhihan's arms, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"President...someone sent this to Pei's house today." Ling Fei took out a stack of photos from his pocket, with a solemn expression, "Something happened to Doudou."

Pei Zhihan quickly reached out to take them, and looked at them one by one, feeling shocked, "No, it won't be like this. It won't be..."

"But the photos have been verified and are not synthetic. President..." Ling Fei suppressed the panic in his heart and tried to keep calm, "Maybe Doudou has really..."

"Shut up." He don't listen, don't listen.

"But what should we do now?" He couldn't help but say.

Pei Zhihan clutched his chest, feeling the pain there was unbearable, someone was stabbing his heart with a knife, "No one in this world dares to hurt Doudou, no one dares."

Ling Fei wanted to say something else, but there was a cry of surprise.

"what……"

The voice came from the bathroom, Pei Zhihan suddenly turned his head and ran over immediately, "Jiaqi..."

"Blood, it's blood..." Hong Jiaqi crouched in the corner of the wall in fear, holding her head in her hands, trembling all over, "Blood...blood"

Pei Zhihan looked at the bright red on Hong Jiaqi's finger, hurried over and grabbed it in the palm of his hand, lowered his head and smelled it, but he didn't smell the blood, so he only let go of his hand halfway, and turned his head to look at the red water that was overflowing from the sink. , Sensitive nerves told him that someone must have come in here.

Did tricks.

Seeing the red water, Ling Fei calmly went to check other places to rule out any possibility of danger.

"It's okay, Jackie"

Hong Jiaqi suddenly opened her arms and hugged Pei Zhihan in front of her, "Don't leave me, don't leave me...I'm afraid, I'm afraid"

It seemed that because of the high tension for a long time, she had a mental breakdown.He stroked her head and back vigorously with his hands, trying to comfort her, but Hong Jiaqi burst into tears, "Doudo, it was me, I killed Doudou..."

"Jiaqi" Rao is Pei Zhihan who has been a man who has been self-improving for so many years, and tears flashed in his eyes at this moment, who, who is using Doudou's matter to play tricks like this.

who is it?

Pei Zhihan gritted his teeth as he thought about it, a cold gleam shot out of his eyes.

In Jincheng, he was an all-powerful existence, he was confident and arrogant, but now, there is actually someone even more arrogant than him.

This is a blatant provocation!
"It's okay, it's okay, it's just red ink, it's not blood, it's not blood" He kissed her forehead with fiery lips, trying to calm her down, "It's okay"

"You lied to me, you lied to me, Doudou..." That might be Doudou's blood... She killed Doudou, she killed Doudou. "Peanuts"

Looking at the person in his arms, he suddenly fell limp in his arms when his eyes went dark, Pei Zhihan screamed in shock, "Jiaqi, Jiaqi..."

…………

Leng Huang never thought that when he saw Hong Jiaqi again, it would be in such a situation.He looked at Hong Jiaqi lying on the bed, Hong Jiaqi was frowning even when she was asleep, as if there was an indelible pain in her heart.

He took back the stethoscope on Hong Jiaqi's chest with distress, "There is nothing serious about her body, but she is under a lot of mental pressure."

Pei Zhihan's hand lightly brushed over Hong Jiaqi's smooth forehead, her soft hair was under her tentacles, and her face was pale and bloodless.

"Blame me."

Pei Zhihan looked at Hong Jiaqi like this distressedly. He was very annoyed, really annoyed. Six years later, he thought that when he met again, he would be able to give Hong Jiaqi a more stable and happier life, but...he put their Daughter lost.

Can't find it.

How could he be so useless!

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Always made you so sad."

Leng Huang looked at the scene in front of him, packed his stethoscope and left the room.

"What happened?" Came to the living room, Leng Huang calmly looked at Ling Fei standing in front of him, "Tell me exactly, I want to know everything."

(End of this chapter)