Sorry, I can't love you

The servant leaned out his head and saw it was her. He was slightly stunned and said, "Miss Xia?"

Then he opened the door and shouted, "Miss Xia is back!"

Xia Liang bowed his head from beginning to end, even in front of the servant.

She nodded to the servant and went in.

In the bright hall, several people's eyes fell on her from the moment she entered the door.

Xia Liang's eyes drooped, and his smiling posture collapsed in an instant.

Tang Lipei sat solemnly in the center, silent, but it was enough to make her timid.

The man's secretive eyes also fell on her, but Tang Ziqi didn't smile. He sat upright and prepared to see a good play.

"Are you willing to come back? How many days have you been? How can such a big man do things without any sense of propriety! "

Xia Bingqing's thunder like voice sounded, which made her frown in disgust.

"Mom, I'm back now..."

Xia Liang lowered his voice for fear that he would be told as a joke by the servant at home, indicating Xia Bingqing.

But instead of attracting Xia Bingqing's attention, her reaction attracted Tang Ziqi.

Tang Ziqi crossed his legs, pinched his throat and said arrogantly, "shouldn't he come back after getting tired of going out with wild men? Is our Tang family so casual in your eyes? It's free to come and go. It's regarded as a hotel? "

She hung her head without retorting.

Tang Lipei, who had been silent, coughed gently for a few times. His voice was not loud, but it was enough to frighten everyone.

Tang Ziqi shut his mouth and turned his eyes to Tang Lipei, who exuded a frightening aura. There was a little pride in his eyes.

Thought: look how my father punishes you!

Xia Liang's mind tightened, and his eyes narrowed with uncontrollable fear.

"Xiao Liang is tired too. Go upstairs and have a rest."

Huh? Xia Liang doubted that he had heard wrong and blinked in surprise.

It can't be true? That's it?

Tang Ziqi was even more surprised than her.

She opened her mouth in amazement and looked at her father strangely. I can't believe Xia Liang made such a big mistake and was forgiven in this way.

Xia Liang was stunned for a few seconds, and then reacted quickly.

"Yes, thank you, Dad."

Then in Tang Ziqi's murderous eyes, he trotted upstairs.

"It's dangerous."

Xia Liang touched his little heart and remembered that the atmosphere downstairs was still palpitating.

But she had just returned to her room, and soon there was a rustling sound outside the door.

She doesn't have to think about it. She knows who it is.

Only Xia Bingqing would enter her room and push the door without knocking.

But she had foresight and locked it directly.

After a while, Xia Bingqing, who couldn't open the door, was a little impatient: "Xiao Liang, open the door for mom!"

She glanced in the direction of the door, frowned, then took the pillow and buried her head.

I knew I shouldn't go upstairs just now. I went back to rent a house directly!

She buried her head deep in the pillow as if she couldn't hear Xia Bing's clear voice.

But her behavior of hiding her ears and stealing a bell did not make Xia Bingqing stop, but made her worse.

"Cool! Open the door! "

The sound of knocking on the door was louder and louder, and Xia Liang even suspected that if it went on like this, Xia Bingqing would directly hammer a hole in the door.

It seems that she won't stop ignoring her

She threw away her pillow impatiently, frowned, sighed deeply, and said impatiently, "here it is."

With the door lock shaking, Xia Bing appeared outside the door with a bowl of bird's nest in his hand.

"What's up, mom?"

Xia Liang didn't care. She skipped the bird's nest in her hand and walked down to the bed and sat down.

Xia Bingqing strode in, slapped the bird's nest on the table, and then walked to her side.

"I ask you, are you with Ye Lin these days?"

Then, it was Xia Bingqing's mysterious question.

Xia Liang held the pillow, lowered his head, and his eyes fell on the latest pair of red high heels on Xia Bingqing's feet.

The shiny vamp can almost reflect her shadow.

Xia Liang stared closely, trying to recognize his current expression from the vamp.

Must be impatient.

Xia Bingqing saw that she didn't answer, stamped her feet and reached out to poke her forehead.

"Ah!"

Xia Liang frowned and rubbed his forehead. He was a little angry: "Mom, what are you doing!"

Xia Bingqing turned and glanced at the door. Mysteriously, she closed the door.

Then his face sank and he hurried to her.

"I told you to get along well with Mo Shi. Although Ye Lin is not bad, he is not your goal!"

Because ye Lin is Tang Ziqi's goal! Xia Bingqing thought so.

These words again

Xia Liang raised his eyelids impatiently. In order to send Xia Bingqing away quickly, he perfunctorily said, "OK, OK, I know, mom."

But the careless appearance fell into Xia Bingqing's eyes.

A layer of anger rose from the bottom of her eyes, and she stood up and said angrily, "what's your attitude? If you can't do this well, I'm afraid our mother and daughter won't even have a place to stand in the Tang family in the future! "

Xia Bingqing's voice increased by several decibels, but he was afraid of being heard, so he had to try his best to suppress it.

His face was red and white, white and red

Xia Liang could not twist Xia Bingqing. Under her tough and angry tone, she sighed and gave in.

No good way: "I see."

As soon as the words came out, Xia Bingqing's face eased slightly. She glanced at the bird's nest on the table: "eat quickly, mom won't bother you."

Then he went out contentedly.

"Ho..." Xia Liang fell on the bed tired.

Before long, I received a text message.

Ye Lin: is everything all right?

Xia Liang tilted his mouth, sent it with an "OK" gesture, and then took a long sigh of relief.

In another room, with a crash, a figure swept all the things on the dressing table to the ground.

"I'm so angry!"

Tang Ziqi sat on the bed, his white face flushed with anger.

This can make this bitch pass, last time, this time!

She didn't believe it when she died. Xia Liang was lucky for the third time!

Xia Bingqing applied a mask, his hand lightly flapped on his face, and he sat down on the dresser with a humming song.

She looked in the mirror, gently massaged her eyes and muttered, "what a dead girl. I have more wrinkles when I'm angry."

The mobile phone on the desktop shook and the screen lit up, but it soon went dark.

She glanced and picked up her cell phone.

Almost for a moment, her face sank after seeing the content of the message.

Then he pulled down the mask on his face and threw it hard on the table.

With the essence of the liquid mask, crumpled and stuck in a group, lying on the table quietly, Xia Bingqing squeezed his mobile phone's hands more and more forcefully and grit his teeth.

She stared at the line on her cell phone.

What does this man want to do!