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

Chapter 40 Don't touch her!
An Lan put away the glass of water that Luo Mingxuan hadn't drunk, and asked softly, Hong Jiaqi frowned, and said that meeting him was a bad relationship.

"Is Pei Zhihan coming back today?" She had wanted to ask this question for a long time. In the past half a month, Pei Zhihan hadn't appeared for a day. Is he with his wife?

"I haven't heard from Uncle Zhang." An Lan looked at Hong Jiaqi helplessly, "I heard that the young master is on a business trip."

"Business trip?" Not with his wife?Hong Jiaqi was inexplicably relieved, it turned out it wasn't.

But then she felt ashamed of her thinking like this, even if Pei Zhihan was with his wife, it was quite a matter of course.

What right does Hong Jiaqi have to care about her.

"Did Miss Hong miss the young master?" An Lan blinked her bright eyes and smiled mysteriously.

Hong Jiaqi's face blushed inexplicably, and she quickly lowered her head, "Don't talk nonsense." She was just not used to being alone in this villa suddenly.

"Miss Hong, the young master is quite busy, but he calls Uncle Zhang every day, and I heard that he always asks about your situation, so the young master cares about you. You just have to wait, the young master will come back sooner or later. "An Lan said jokingly, with a hard smile on her face.

Hong Jiaqi gave her a reproachful look, "You seem to know Pei Zhihan very well."

An Lan shook her head quickly, "I guess."

Hong Jiaqi couldn't help being amused by her, "Okay, go and do your work." Hong Jiaqi looked up at the gradually darkening sky outside the glass window, it seemed that it was going to rain, and the wind was so strong that the wisteria outside swayed wildly , Groups of wisteria flowers hang on the small flower paths, as if they may be blown away by the wind at any time.

Hong Jiaqi couldn't help but got up and walked over, standing in front of the glass window, looking at the wisteria flowers outside, after this storm, I don't know if these flowers will bloom again.

The sky began to darken, and the petals of wisteria were flying everywhere. After a flash of lightning, it rained heavily, pattering down on the glass, blurring Hong Jiaqi's vision.

Such a big storm, where are you, Pei Zhihan?
Turning her head, Hong Jiaqi's eyes fell on the portrait on the easel next to her. This was Pei Zhihan's work half a month ago, with a touch of purple and a touch of dream.

She seemed to be looking for what she wanted in her heart, and kept looking at the sky.

Hong Jiaqi stretched out her hand involuntarily, gently touching the smooth and delicate drawing paper, feeling the beauty and clarity of the picture.

"Don't touch her!"

A cold voice suddenly came from behind, but it was strange and forceful. Before she could turn her head, someone opened her hand from the painting, "You are not qualified."

Hong Jiaqi looked up at the man in a white coat standing in front of him. He looked tall and tall, and his facial features were correct, but his piercing eyes really looked like Pei Zhihan, with the overbearing and sharpness between his brows, It is clearly written that strangers should not enter.

"You are..." Hong Jiaqi felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

An Lan walked over and saw the man almost insane, "He is Doctor Leng. Miss Hong committed suicide that day, and Doctor Leng saved you."

The day she committed suicide... Hong Jiaqi thinks about it now, and thinks it is so long ago. That day, she was also killed by Pei Zhihan... Hong Jiaqi lowered her head and dared not think about it anymore.

Leng Huang put the medicine box in his hand on the coffee table, and because of the force of the movement, there was a crisp bang, which brought the master's displeasure, "Don't you think you should say thank you to me?"

Hong Jiaqi sat on the sofa and just looked up at him.

thanks?It was true that he saved herself, but the result was not what she wanted. If she died that day, at least she would not be as sad as she is now, feeling as if she was betrayed by people all over the world.

"Healing the wounded and saving lives is a doctor's bounden duty. Besides, family doctors are not cheap now. If Dr. Leng doesn't charge for treating illnesses, I can consider thanking you."

What a sharp mouth.

(End of this chapter)