Luxury family's favor: BOSS's forbidden heart

She also got through Huang puchong's phone. As soon as she answered the phone, she heard his voice at the other end of the phone a little hoarse and asked her, "what's the matter?"

"Are you ill?" Ziqi asked him, "why does the sound sound sound so strange?"

"No disease." Huang Pu choked and sighed. "I just stayed up late. I can't sleep if I miss you. I have to stay up late and continue to think."

This is not serious. She doesn't know why she cares about him. Her concern calls for his joke, which makes her feel uncomfortable.

Ziqi screwed down her eyebrows and said to him, "you send me the address of the place where you live now. I have something to do with you."

"Really?" Huang puchong's voice suddenly raised, and his mood became very excited. He shouted to her, "wait, I'll pick you up."

"No, I'll go straight over and give me the address."

"OK."

Huangpu kept sending the address to Ziqi. Then he rushed to the gate of the hospital and was ready to wait for her. For him, it was much better than pie falling from the sky.

When Ziqi arrived, she saw Huang puchong standing at the door.

Ziqi walked over and didn't say anything. Huang puchong opened his arms and took her into his arms and held her tightly.

"It's great to finally see you."

He looked like he had seen a fairy. His joy was expressed in his words, which really frightened Ziqi.

Ziqi looked at him with a look of disgust. She stretched out her hand to take Huang puchong's hand away, and then said coldly: "Huang puchong, you give us respect, we..."

Huangpu looked at Ziqi with a pitiful look: "I really miss you, really."

"Well, Huang puchong."

Su Ziqi was cold and said in a voice, "I'm looking for you. I have something serious to do. Don't give me these. What do you have?"

What's his name? What's his name? He is very serious. Looking at such Su Ziqi, Huang Puyu is very uncomfortable.

He followed Ziqi's footsteps to the house. Before Ziqi got close to the house, he smelled a big smell of wine. The strong smell of wine was very pungent.

Ziqi came into the house and looked at the house like a garbage dump. She couldn't help frowning.

She asked Huang puchong, "Huang puchong, what are you doing? Look at the good house. What have you done to it?"

Huang puchong didn't answer. He went straight to the direction of the sofa. He stretched out his hand and easily took a wine bottle on the table in his hand. Then he said to Ziqi, "I really miss you. Ziqi, you believe me, okay?"

Ziqi screwed off her eyebrows and took up her sleeves to clean up his house. She really couldn't stay in such a house. She felt it took a lot of effort to talk to him.

Looking at the way she cleaned up the house, Huang Pu looked obsessed, as if he had seen the best scenery in the world.

His appearance frightened Ziqi's face.

She smashed a rag in her hand at Huang puchong and said to him in a cold voice, "Huang puchong, be serious. Don't say such a bastard again."

"But I..." Huang puyong took the wine bottle and looked pitiful: "I've drunk so much for you. I just don't want to miss you anymore, but Ziqi, you know? The more I get drunk, the more I miss you. I really miss you, I..."

"Huang Puyu, you've had enough."

Ziqi originally came to talk about business with him. How can she feel that she can't communicate at all now? She glared at Huang Pu.

Then without any hesitation, he turned and was ready to leave.

Seeing that she was leaving, Huang puchong was anxious immediately. He chased Ziqi's direction, ran over, hugged Ziqi and hugged her tightly. He didn't mean to let go at all.

Ziqi, who was held in her arms, turned pale. She didn't like Huang Puyu. She didn't like him before, and now she doesn't like him. His way will only make her hate.

Zi Qi made a cold voice and said to Huang puchong, "Huang puchong, let me go."

"Don't let go."

"Can't you let go?"

"Don't let go."

He insisted on not letting go, and Ziqi didn't show mercy to him. She suddenly bit him on his arm, and the pain made Huang Pu cry

"Su Ziqi, are you a dog?"

Ziqi hummed coldly: "who told you not to let go of me? Now you know my power?"

Huangpu had to let her go. He stood in front of her with a pitiful look: "Ziqi, don't do this, okay? I really miss you. I swear I don't have anything to do with you. I just miss you, that's all."

"Don't say that, OK?" Ziqi looked at him and looked a little pale.

There was silence between them. The tone of silence was very uncomfortable.

Ziqi looked at Huang puchong, sighed, and then said, "I'm here to find you. Let's sit down and talk, okay?"

Huang puchong didn't answer and looked at her quietly. His eyes always fell on her, like they were stuck by strong glue. Ziqi was not used to his eyes, but she knew that it was useless for her to say more to Huang puchong at this time.

She simply sat down and said her own. She took out the invitation from Fu Furong from her bag, then handed it to Huang puchong and said, "look, this is what Fu Furong gave you. I came to you to send you the invitation."

"Who gave it to me?" Huang puchong didn't answer the invitation, but asked Ziqi.

"Fu Furong."

After Ziqi calmly said these three words, Huang puchong took the invitation. Ziqi thought Huang puchong wanted to see it. Who knows, she didn't see it, so she lost the invitation.

Such Huangpu congestion made Ziqi anxious. Ziqi shouted at Huangpu congestion: "Huangpu congestion, what are you doing“

She went over and bent over to pick up the invitation card that Huang puchong threw on the ground. She said to Huang puchong, "what are you doing?"

Huang Pu looked unhappy and said seriously to her: "I said, I am wholehearted to you and will never mess with those flowers and grass. Therefore, Su Ziqi, can you give me some peace and don't let me see and hear everything about Fu Furong again? I am serious to you. You must believe this, do you know?"

Ziqi didn't expect Huang puchong to be so anxious. Looking at him, she was really speechless.

She just came to send him an invitation. Is that what he wants?

Ziqi handed the invitation to Huang puchong again. Huang puchong had no intention of taking it. His eyes looked at Ziqi coldly.

Very serious: "Su Ziqi, didn't I tell you? I asked you not to mention Fu Furong to me again. Why did you give me the invitation?"