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

Chapter 439 Come to My Wedding

From the moment Hong Jiaqi entered the door, Pei Zhihan's eyes followed her all the time, he was waiting, waiting for this woman to say something first.

Otherwise, he doesn't guarantee that he will mess up the atmosphere as soon as he opens his mouth.

Hong Jiaqi sat down in her seat, stirring the coffee cup in front of her. Although she had thought about a lot of things to say on the way here, when she really faced Pei Zhihan, she found that she would rather be a mute, because she was afraid, afraid As soon as I opened my mouth, the relationship between them for so many years was gone.

She knew that she was too selfish. Even though everything had been done to this point, she didn't want to bear the consequences of leaving Pei Zhihan first, and waited for Pei Zhihan to say leave first.

Wait for him to get angry.

She thought she was really too much.

The atmosphere in the room was oppressive and breathless.

"Are you going to get married?" Pei Zhihan exhausted all his strength to say these four words, but Hong Jiaqi's silence was like a knife piercing his heart, she had already opened her mouth, she still didn't Ready to say something, explain?Said that she and He Jia were just flirting, that she just wanted to make up, that she was only sympathetic to He Jia...

But Hong Jiaqi didn't say anything, she just lowered her head and stirred the coffee, as if no one was there.

Pei Zhihan's heart sank to the bottom of the water, full of suffocation, "Congratulations." The simple four words were full of sarcasm, but he didn't know whether he was mocking Hong Jiaqi or himself.

The beloved woman is getting married, and he congratulates her.

Pei Zhihan, you are really crazy.

But the woman on the other side really dared to answer, "Thank you"

Thanks?She said thank you?Pei Zhihan felt that her life suddenly became ridiculous. She knew that these two words were not what she wanted to hear, no!

"Pa" Pei Zhihan's palms were lined up on the table suddenly, and he stood up suddenly, as if he was very angry, and walked around the room to vent his anger. word.

Anger filled his chest, he was like a balloon about to burst, wanting to explode angrily, wanting to burn everything.

"I gave you time because I believe in you and your ability to handle the matter between you and Hejia well."

It was not that she made the decision to marry He Jia behind her back.

This is too unacceptable.

"I thought you were very mature, but the result of the matter is really ridiculous."

Listening to his roar, Hong Jiaqi calmly took a tissue and wiped off the brown coffee that was spilled on the table just now because of Pei Zhihan's palm, her movements were gentle and slow.

How she wished that what she was doing at this moment was to gently smooth Pei Zhihan's thick eyebrows frowned because of anger, and soothe the injustice in his heart.

But she can't do that.

Once she did, there would be no way to live peacefully with He Jia.Being entangled with Pei Zhihan will not benefit He Jia's recovery.

She is not a cruel person, she has to.

She raised her head and looked at the tall but lonely and innocent figure standing in front of the French window, he seemed to be trying his best to calm down his mood, so hard to endure and suppress, even the air seemed to become thinner .

Her heart seemed to be cut open, and the good things with him, and how difficult it was with him, are all in front of her eyes at this moment. She swore to cherish his and to be with him, but now, she has no choice but to Don't force him to be angry, force him to be angry, just wait for him to give up now.

Just like six years ago, he would rather hate him himself than bear all the grievances and heartaches alone.

She thought she could do it, but she didn't expect it to be so difficult.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely quiet, and the hearts of both of them seemed to calm down with the passage of time.

After all, Pei Zhihan said again, "It's really decided, don't explain anything?" She no longer has any nostalgia for their relationship?
If you say no, you really don't want it.

"If you want, come to my wedding." Hong Jiaqi stirred the coffee cup, her words were clear, with a smile on her mouth, and the shallow curve looked peaceful and beautiful, and there was no difference between Pei Zhihan's appearance and her words at all. Variety.

No matter how the world changes, I will stand still.

Pei Zhihan looked back at her like this, his face still stern, "I think I understand." After speaking, he strode away.

Since she is determined, he respects her.

The moment Pei Zhihan's figure disappeared in front of her eyes, tears welled up in her eyes, dripped into the coffee cup in front of Hong Jiaqi, and quickly melted into the coffee. Her fair face, with tears stained on it, was poignant and beautiful.

What should be done, what should not be done, has been done after all.

Picking up the coffee cup, Hong Jiaqi bowed her head and took a sip. Sure enough, the unsweetened coffee was so bitter, as bitter as if she had just eaten a handful of Coptis chinensis.

It's over, it's over.

Hong Jiaqi, you killed your love with your own hands.

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Pei's
When Leng Huang stepped into the living room, he saw that Pei Zhihan was drawing something on the easel with his back to the door. When he got closer, he found that he was drawing, and it was still Hong Jiaqi, but every time he just touched the eyes, He tore off the drawing paper, crumpled it up and threw it on the ground. At this moment, countless paper balls had been thrown away on the ground. He bent over to pick it up, opened it and looked at two of them, and they were indeed Hong Jiaqi's eyebrows.

However, Pei Zhihan seemed very irritable and always gave up before finishing the painting.

He had to sigh in his heart.

"Mr. Leng, our young master hasn't slept or eaten for two days and two nights." Aunt Qiu came over with a glass of water, looked at Leng Huang and said worriedly, and wanted Leng Huang to persuade Pei Zhihan.

Leng Huang frowned, walked to Pei Zhihan's side empathetically, and put one hand on his shoulder, "I went to see Jiaqi once, and it seems that her decision will not change." Hong Jiaqi's face, counting all the experiences between them, trying to arouse the emotions in Hong Jiaqi's heart, but such a Jiaqi is like a pool of stagnant water that cannot make waves.

And he never dreamed that Hong Jiaqi's only sentence would be, "If you really care about me, then bless me and He Jia."

Damn it, he almost threw the table over at that moment, he dared to say a lot of things about her and Zhihan in front of her, and in the end he came up with such irrelevant words.

"Zhihan, there are no fragrant grass anywhere in the world, as long as you think about it, there are countless women every minute."

"But there is only one Hong Jiaqi." He thought that he could have the only Hong Jiaqi, and he believed it again and again.

He waited six years, really six years.

But in the end, she just walked away.A wave of your hand won't take a single cloud away.Sometimes he really can't figure it out, what is the past six months?
Is Hong Jiaqi's heart made of stone?
Just say it has changed.

No sign.

"..." Listening to what he said, Leng Huang felt helpless. There are thousands of women in this world, but Hong Jiaqi is indeed only one, and it cannot be copied.

If Pei Zhihan's heart couldn't be opened, then no one else could get in either.

(End of this chapter)