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

Chapter 45 Will or won't
Hong Jiaqi's heart moved, she was pleasantly surprised, but what Pei Zhihan said later shocked her, "Tell me the password."

Hong Jiaqi's eyes widened in surprise, and her mouth was tongue-tied.He had been lying to her all this time?He didn't decipher the code at all, and everything he did just now was just for this matter.

He wants to know the password, from her mouth?
"You don't have to say it, but I have to remind you that I'm impatient." Pei Zhihan said, turned and walked to the desk, picked up the brocade box on it, put the chip in it, and the moment he closed the brocade box, he spoke again, "I'll give you three days to think about it."

Hong Jiaqi only felt pain in her heart when she heard that, he still didn't trust her, even though she had been by his side for more than two months, even though she was pregnant with his child... Pei Zhihan never trusted her from the beginning to the end. "Will you kill me even if I'm pregnant with your child but didn't tell you the password?"

Pei Zhihan put the brocade box in his hand on the table, and when he turned around, his face was extremely indifferent. Is this woman going to negotiate with him and take his child? "Are you finally unable to pretend?"

Hong Jiaqi just finds it inconceivable, "I just want to know, yes or no." She didn't want to talk about conditions, but she stubbornly wanted to know the result, whether she and this child really have no weight in his heart, this man Are you really that ruthless?

Pei Zhihan's thin lips parted, "Yes."

Her heart seemed to be torn apart, Hong Jiaqi suppressed the sourness and sadness in her heart, and tried her best to raise her face and smile at him, "I see." Turning around, Hong Jiaqi left.

Back in her room, Hong Jiaqi looked at herself in the vanity mirror, only to realize how pale her face was.

He wanted to know the password, the password that only Luo Mingxuan would know.

Closing her eyes, tears flowed from the corners of Hong Jiaqi's eyes, running down her pale cheeks, across her chin and dripping onto her clothes, forming a circle of water marks.

What did she do that didn't please him? He actually thought that he would be a commercial spy lurking beside him. Could it be that he is not here these days just to investigate these things?

Then he didn't find out that he and Luo Mingxuan were not familiar with each other, or even strangers.

Hong Jiaqi clutched the bed sheet tightly, as if her heart was being grabbed and pulled so tightly by two hands at this moment, it was impossible to even resist.

The next day

When Hong Jiaqi got up, An Lan looked left and right, "Miss Hong, why are your eyes swollen? Could it be because you quarreled with the young master?"

Thinking of what happened last night, Hong Jiaqi felt even more depressed, "No." She lowered her head and went downstairs.

Aunt Qiu was busy in the kitchen. She had already served hot steamed stuffed buns, milk, and two eggs on the table, calling Hong Jiaqi to eat quickly.

Having lived in Pei's house for more than two months, Hong Jiaqi found that the servants here are much more humane than Pei Zhihan.

"Aunt Qiu, have you all eaten?"

Aunt Qiu smiled and nodded, "I've already eaten, Miss Hong, your eyes..."

Hong Jiaqi quickly lowered her head, "Maybe it's because I didn't sleep well last night."

It was so swollen, how could it be because she didn't sleep well, but Hong Jiaqi didn't admit it, and Aunt Qiu didn't ask any more questions, just told her to eat slowly.

An Lan stood by Hong Jiaqi's side, thoughtful, suddenly she had a flash of inspiration and hurriedly said: "Miss Hong, it seems that your brother called just now, saying that your mobile phone is not available?"

"My mobile is out of battery."

"After eating in a while, Ms. Hong should call you back. She sounds like she is in a hurry."

Hong Jiaqi nodded, "I see." He had already decided to stay at Pei's house, and what Pei Zhihan promised to them had been fulfilled, so what else could he worry about at this moment?

Could it be that something happened to my mother.

Hong Jiaqi thought about eating a couple of mouthfuls before going to make a call. In fact, she hadn't called Hong Ming for a long time, but the speed of pressing the keys was not slow at all, and the phone number was not bad at all.Some things, once deep into the bone marrow, can't be forgotten even if you want to.

"Jiaqi." Hong Ming's slightly hoarse voice came from the phone, followed by silence.

Hong Jiaqi thought for a while and finally said, "Let's meet."

(End of this chapter)