Luxury family's favor: BOSS's forbidden heart

His tone was not high, but his words were cold.

Zi Qi stared at him in a daze, her face dimmed a little. She held her watch hand and pulled it tightly.

She asked him sadly, "are you angry?"

She tried to get close to him, but she just looked at his direction and stepped out of her legs. Huang puchong's angry words came to her ears.

He said, "Su Ziqi, you really make me feel sick. Get out of here. I don't want to see you for a second. Get out."

Huangpu held out his hand and pointed to the direction of the door. His disgusting look pierced Ziqi's eyes. In his eyes, did Ziqi's image be completely destroyed?

Ziqi anxiously explained: "Huang puchong, don't be angry. I'm not willing to leave with Tang Zhongyan. I'm drunk and I don't know what happened."

"The man just now is really a driver. He came in just to get the fare. Don't think too much, you..."

"Well, Su Ziqi." Huang Pu said in a cold voice, "you can easily let men into my house. What else do you have to explain to me?"

Ziqi had to close her mouth. She stood silently, like a sculpture. She didn't move, and didn't dare to say another word.

Huangpu gave her a cold glance, and then said to her, "leave quickly. I'm upset when I look at you."

Ziqi was silent for a long time. She hurried back anxious to see him and explain to him, but now his state is not suitable for her to explain.

Even if she has a full reason, in Huang puchong's view, she is also a lie.

Realizing this, Ziqi suddenly felt powerless.

When she was attacked by that powerful feeling of powerlessness, she was frustrated and her hand tightened her watch.

Then she quickly walked to Huang puchong. Huang puchong probably really hated her. She just approached her, and he shouted at her nervously.

"Stay away from me, Su Ziqi. I want you to stay away from me, do you hear me?"

Listening to his annoying words, Ziqi stood stunned. She was less than a step away from him. As long as she took that step, she could easily hold him in her arms.

But the expression of disgust on his face made her dare not approach him at once.

She was only one step away from him, full of anxiety, staring at him.

He said: "Su Ziqi, my feelings for you have come to an end, so from now on, we will die of old age and don't communicate with each other."

"You take your single wooden bridge. Please don't appear in my sunshine path again. Do you hear me?"

That order revealed nausea. Ziqi didn't know what she had been destroyed in his mind. She couldn't help sighing at Huang puchong.

She didn't say anything, but when he was full of disgust, she quickly stretched out her hand and held his hand.

Ziqi slapped his watch heavily in his hand and said to him, "your watch."

When she finished speaking, she turned and left for the door.

Looking at his back, Huang puchong didn't say anything after all. Even if a voice in his heart was full of surging, he wanted to stop the woman.

Zi Qi, who came to the door, stopped and looked at her body. Huang Pu's heart trembled. He stared at her, but he didn't say anything.

Ziqi turned slowly. Her eyes fell in the direction of Huang puchong, and then she stared at him and said, "Huang puchong, I want to wait until you calm down and let's have a good talk, okay?"

He didn't answer, and his face remained cold.

But Ziqi didn't mind. She was very calm and gently said to him, "I know you hate seeing me now. It doesn't matter. I'll wait for you outside your yard, okay?"

He didn't answer, and she didn't say anything. She turned quickly and disappeared from his sight as fast as she could.

When her figure had disappeared from the door for a long time, Huang puchong calmed down. He suddenly ran towards the door quickly.

He wanted to stop the woman, but even if there were thousands of words in his heart, he swallowed them.

As long as you think about the picture of her being held in Tang Zhongyan's arms, all his warmth will be strangled, and he will never be warm to her again.

Ziqi didn't expect that she was tired all the way and encountered such a situation.

She was very sleepy. Outside the hospital door, she sat directly on the ground, curled up on one side of the wall and gently held herself.

When such a sleepy feeling spread around her, she was very weak.

She waited there for a whole day. There was no intention of opening the courtyard door, and Huang puchong had no intention of seeing her.

When she looked up at the closed door, her heart was full of loss and couldn't help sighing.

But she didn't compromise. She wanted to have a good talk with him. Since he didn't want to see her now, she waited until he was willing to see her.

Ziqi held herself tightly. When it was getting dark, a red car parked on the roadside.

Ziqi thought that the car belonged to the yard next door, so she didn't care.

But when the door opened, a woman in a long white dress came straight in her direction.

The woman stared at her and asked her; "Excuse me, is this Huang puchong's home?"

Ziqi's face was a little bad when she heard Huang puchong's name. She looked up and stared at the woman.

At this time, her state was extremely poor. She was like a poor homeless stray cat, while the woman in front of her was a Persian cat with noble blood.

Such a contrast, let Zi Qi inexplicably have some inferiority complex.

She didn't answer, but the woman was not reconciled and continued to ask her, "excuse me, is this Huang puchong's home?"

Ziqi answered the woman's question positively after all. She said yes.

But she didn't ask the woman why she came to huangpuchong, and the woman didn't mean to talk to her again. She stretched out her hand and gently rang the doorbell.

The familiar sound of the doorbell rang in Ziqi's ear, but when listening to the sound of the doorbell, the mood was very different from before.

In the past, when she listened to the doorbell, she always asked the person outside the door what was going on, but now she has become the person outside the door.

The doorbell rang so loudly that no one meant to open the door.

The woman was a little anxious, and her eyebrows locked up. She muttered, "is there no one at home?"