Silly Girl Allure

Chapter 251 The Finale

"Hello, my name is Wen Ya." Wen Ya turned her head and looked at her without squinting.

"Hello, Sister Wen Ya, I'm Bu Siqiao, you can call me Yaoyao." She picked up a piece of abalone, put the spring onion on it into He Lianjue's bowl, without raising her head.

He Lianjue rubbed her hair and smiled dotingly, "Silly girl, you can't call me sister. If you want to be your godmother, how can you call me sister?"

Bu Siqiao's hands trembled slightly, and then returned to normal, "I just think she looks very young, maybe not a few years older than me."

She smiled gently and softly, "Indeed, it's just a title, it doesn't matter."

"That's right, people don't mind." Bu Siqiao agreed, but there was an uncontrollable dull pain in his chest.

She picked up a piece of her favorite sweet and sour pork tenderloin and put it into her mouth, only to find that she could no longer taste the taste, and the salty and bitter taste spread in her mouth.

After eating a meal, she couldn't taste it, she was in a heavy heart, and her appetite was not much better.

"I'm full." Bu Siqiao put down his chopsticks and shrugged.

He Lianjue frowned, "How can you be full after eating such a small amount? After driving for so long, what should I do if I'm hungry at night."

Bu Siqiao gave him a blank look. He also knew that he had traveled thousands of miles by car for several days to come to see him, but he brought a woman to stroll in front of him. Was this on purpose?
"I'm not hungry, you two eat slowly, I'll go back to the room first." After finishing speaking, he turned and went back to the room.

As soon as Bu Siqiao returned to the room, she threw herself on the bed, covered her head under the quilt, and sobbed softly.

She reached out and slapped the innocent pillow, imagining it as the person.

"Dad, let me ask you a question." Bu Siqiao still remembered the conversation with his father that day.

"Say."

"Under what circumstances do men usually reject a woman?" She looked embarrassed.

Bu Jinghan looked at her suspiciously when he heard the words: "Why are you asking this?"

This topic came out of her mouth, it was a bit weird, after all, she was only ten years old...

"Answer me..." Bu Siqiao shook his shoulder reluctantly.

Bu Jinghan sighed, her coquettish demeanor really resembled Qiao Yunxi.

"It's hard to say why you refuse, but it's not necessarily a bad thing for a woman to be rejected. It's shameful for a man who doesn't know what to choose and never refuses." He couldn't believe that he really answered her seriously.

"No matter how sad the woman is?" She looked up at him.

"Loving someone is your own business. No one is forcing you to like someone, so others don't have to be responsible for your feelings." Bu Jinghan looked at the bewildered daughter with some amusement, "If a man has to be responsible for every If a woman who admires him responds to every request, Yaoyao, you don't know how many brothers and sisters you have now."

But Bu Siqiao was not amused by his jokes, but instead stood there for a long time without speaking.

Bu Jinghan stared at her, his expression became serious, he stretched out his hand to lift her face, his eyes were extremely sharp: "Tell me, who do you like?"

"Dad, what would you think if I said that I've been in love with someone since I was six?"

"He Lianjue?" Bu Jinghan hit the nail on the head.

"Yes." Bu Siqiao bravely admitted, staring at his father's slightly frowning eyebrows.

"If you spend four years liking someone, then you will forget him for far longer than four years." After a long time, Bu Jinghan's quiet voice came, "If you don't want to give up, you must get it." .”

Bu Siqiao was stunned.

This is her father, who is different from ordinary people's calmness and sensitivity. He neither opposed her nor supported her. He just told her not to be in a dilemma, not to worry about gains and losses, either give up or get it.

He is not a warm father, but he has been teaching her to grow up in his own way.

Bu Siqiao couldn't help getting closer to his broad chest, and she murmured emotionally: "Dad, if I wasn't your daughter, I would definitely fall in love with you too."

These four years of hard struggle, heartache and sweetness have never been shared with her, like a person walking at night, wandering in his heart but unable to see the light ahead, but his father can see her thoughts at a glance, suddenly, step by step Si Qiao felt that her heart became warm and full.

"Forget it," Bu Jinghan smiled slightly, "You're not my type, and Helianjue and I are too far apart."

Bu Siqiao took a deep breath, got up from the bed, and walked out the door.

The broken sound broke out on the ground, Wen Ya lowered her body, picked up the broken teacup, her wrist hurt.

He Lianjue stared at her hand and said firmly, "You are injured."

The drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, and a seductive and misty smile appeared on her cheeks. She suddenly reached out and hooked his neck, and exhaled like blue: "Are you feeling sorry for me?"

Helian didn't speak, and was about to pick up her hand to check.

"He Lianjue!" A clear shout rang in his ears, Bu Siqiao suddenly pushed open the door, and stared at the two people who were embracing each other, with a raging fire burning in his beautiful eyes.

"Let go!" She growled angrily, grabbed the woman's hand and flung it away.

The latter frowned suddenly, it seemed that his injuries were more serious than expected, and he was no match for the strength of a child.

Helian never missed her pale face instantly, and looked at the perpetrator with a sullen face: "Bu Siqiao, what are you messing around with!"

She messing around?Bu Siqiao was going mad with anger, and went back to the room without saying a word. Not only did he not come to comfort himself, but he was still cuddling with people here. Now that he was disappointed, did he blame her?

"It's okay." Wen Ya smiled slightly, and looked at Bu Siqiao, "Why did you run out so late?"

Bu Siqiao kept a sullen face and said nothing, and she didn't do anything to her, did she have to put on a magnanimous look?
He Lianjue looked at Bu Siqiao angrily, "You apologize to me."

His repressed reprimand made Bu Siqiao's eyes widen: "Why should I apologize? Where did I go wrong? You are so cruel to me just because of such a vixen?"

She doesn't like that woman named Wen Ya, she exudes a very special temperament, quiet and quiet, but it can't be ignored. A sense of crisis, as if something you love is about to be snatched away.

"Bu Siqiao!" He Lianjue's voice became severe, "I ask you to apologize, do you hear me?"

He could tolerate her naughtiness and her capriciousness, but she couldn't be so unreasonable, move her hands and feet without measure, and speak viciously.

Bu Siqiao stared at him incredulously, the grievance burst out completely from his heart, he actually treated her like this, he actually attacked her like this for a woman he had only known for a few months!What did she do wrong for her to apologize?What happened to grabbing that woman's hand?What happened to calling her a vixen?She was just upset to see him hugging another woman!
That warm and broad embrace had clearly protected her tightly in her dreams, her eyes were red with anger, she gritted her teeth and shouted at him: "Helianjue, go to hell!"

Turning around, she opened the door and ran into the hall. The candlelight danced uneasily with her running, illuminating the tears left on the floor.

Before He Lianjue could react, Bu Siqiao had already opened the door and rushed out.

"Bu Siqiao!" he roared, watching the little figure stumbling towards the back hill in horror.

On the back mountain, there lived Poisonous Hand Sanren, who raised many wild animals for him to control.

The terrain is high and steep, and the road is full of potholes. At some point, there will be fierce beasts coming.

After a loud roar, his worry became a reality.

"Siqiao!" His heartbeat almost stopped, he rushed forward to fend off the beast, and kicked him to the ground.

Bu Siqiao stared blankly at the beast that was gradually running away, her lips trembling slightly.

He Lianjue picked up the little girl on the ground, his face livid: "Are you crazy enough? You almost died!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and he slapped her buttocks hard with his big palm.

"You hit me? You hit me!" Bu Siqiao screamed in pain and grievance, "My dad never hit me!"

"Even if your father is here today, I can still call you!" He Lianjue retorted mercilessly, "You are just spoiled by your parents!"

After realizing that the resistance was fruitless, Bu Siqiao gradually gave up struggling and just stared at him with red eyes, like a wounded little animal.

On the mountain road in the middle of the night, the humid wind was blowing, but the figures of one big and one small stood in a stalemate like this, and the atmosphere was extremely weird.

"Do you know what's wrong with you?" He Lianjue said calmly, looking at the stubborn little face in front of him.

Bu Siqiao remained silent, and simply turned his face to ignore him.

"Look at your hands." The deep voice sounded slowly in the night.

She didn't want to just listen to him, but Bu Siqiao couldn't help but cast a glance at her hands. Under the moonlight, the palms seemed a little dirty, and she couldn't help but move closer to her eyes, blood?
In surprise, she looked up at He Lianjue, who gave her the answer expressionlessly: "Wen Ya just hurt her wrist, you shouldn't have grabbed her like that."

The pretty face turned pale, and Bu Siqiao froze in place for a long time in silence, breathing a little shortly, then she turned around and walked back.

"Where are you going?" He Lianjue asked when she passed by.

"Apologize." The blunt words came out of her mouth. Although her back was turned to him, He Lianjue could imagine how stubborn her expression was at this moment.

Looking at the little figure who was walking faster and faster, He Lianjue's expression gradually relaxed.

"Wen Ya." Came a slightly weird greeting, Wen Ya raised her head and put down the gauze in her hand.

"Why are you alone?" She looked at the beautiful girl in front of her calmly.

"I didn't know what you were doing just now, and your gestures were a bit rude." Bu Siqiao stared at her with clear and direct eyes, "I want to apologize to you for this, but I don't want to see you casually making any kind of intimacy to him again." Even if you are his unmarried wife."

The threat and determination in her tone cannot be ignored, if it wasn't for her immature appearance, Wen Ya would really think she was talking to an adult.

There was a hint of appreciation in her eyes, she smiled softly, "I accept your apology, but why? You said it all, I am his unmarried wife."

Bu Siqiao was silent for a while.

"It's okay to let you know." Her amber eyes looked at Wen Ya quietly, "He is mine."

(End of this chapter)