Hidden marriage husband is too cold-blooded

Chapter 637 Don’t Say You Love Me (10)

Tan Xiyue walked to the sofa in the hall, came to Xi Dichen, and left the strange man sitting on the other side.

Facing Xi Dichen, he asked faintly, "Call me down, what's the matter?"

Xi Dichen, who was drinking and chatting with the man, heard the voice, and looked up at Tan Xiyue who was standing in front of him.

He glanced down at the sofa opposite, and whispered a few words, "Sit there."

Although Tan Xiyue was puzzled, she still walked over and sat down.

"Miss Tan, hello, Jack Snow, my name is nice to meet you, you can call me Snow."

The man on the other side looked at Tan Xiyue and introduced himself with a smile, giving off a gentlemanly look.

Tan Xiyue also hooked her lips and smiled slightly, "Hello!"

Then the painting style suddenly changed, and the man named Snow chatted with her from time to time, from small things in life to philosophy of life.

From time to time, Tan Xiyue left Xi Dichen behind, and Xi Dichen seemed to sit down from her, but he never spoke.

That Snow was chatting with her, and suddenly she felt something was wrong...

After taking a sip of his wine, Snow smiled and said, "Miss Tan, is there anything you most want to do?"

Tan Xiyue looked at Snow on the opposite side, and asked the wrong answer, "Your profession is a psychiatrist!"

Tan Xiyue's words were not questions, but affirmative sentences. Her feelings told her that Snow was rational from the words of these chats.

It was not like ordinary people chatting, so wanton, when Snow heard Tan Xiyue's question, he left Xi Dichen's side, and then raised his hand to touch his nose.

"Yes, but this does not prevent us from chatting..."

As soon as Snow finished speaking, Tan Xiyue stood up abruptly and immediately went upstairs.

"Tan Xiyue, stop for me."

Xi Dichen's words did not make the woman stop, and her anger immediately floated up. This woman...

"Chen, judging from the conversation, she belongs to the kind of person who only lives in her own small world. Such a person is more sensitive than ordinary people, and she is prone to extreme psychologically..."

Before Snow had finished speaking, Xi Dichen got up and left with an angry expression on his face.

Tan Xiyue walked up to the second floor angrily. She was very dissatisfied with Xi Dichen's actions. She didn't understand, did she seem to be sick?
"Tan Xiyue, you go down for me..."

Tan Xiyue, who was about to open the door and go back to the room, was grabbed by the arm, and looked up at the man in front of her.

"Xi Dichen, I'm not sick. I don't need a psychiatrist. Let him take a look at you."

As the woman spoke, Xi Dichen's gloomy face deepened a little, and he said in a cold tone, "Whether you have it or not, you get off right now, immediately."

Order, and the tone of order, he seems to be always ordering her, to be obedient, not to make trouble, what to do, what not to do, it has always been like this.

Tan Xiyue sometimes wants to ask if he will kill her if she doesn't listen to him, but no matter what the answer is, now she doesn't want to listen to him anymore.

Tan Xiyue turned her back against the wall, looked indifferently, looked up at the man in front of her, and said lightly, "I'm not sick, why do you want to go down, don't always order me, I'm not your slave."

"Talk about Xiyue!" Xi Dichen's eyes changed, and he suddenly said sharply, with cold words, "You don't want it, I don't know what to do, I don't have the patience to play with you."

Tan Xiyue stared at Xi Dichen in front of her, clasped her hands slightly, her throat choked up, and she said, "Then just ignore me, it's not bad to let me fend for myself, anyway, I won't live long anyway, in the future you will It would be nice to have one less burden.”

(End of this chapter)