C15 Flower of Evil 4

He looked at her in surprise.

"I've put in a lot of rat poison, so it won't kill you even if I take it."

Without hesitation, he picked up the bowl and ate almost all of the noodles in one gulp.

In the end, he saw the woman beside him staring at him. He subconsciously put down the bowl and said with a panicked voice, "You … Qiao Xiaomai, why are you looking at me like that? "

"Is there some hatred between my father and your mother that I don't know about?"

He raised his eyebrows and laughed, his voice hoarse from the wailing. "If that's the case, will I still pay to save your father?"

Qiao Xiaomai was speechless.

Indeed, if it really was such a monstrous hatred, how could he really give her father money to spend on the medicine?

It was not a stone falling from the sky, but a large amount of money.

The money of the rich was no joke.

Not to mention treating his enemies!

Impossible.

No matter how he looked at it, Yi Xiangxi did not seem like a kind person who would repay good with good.

This guy, his heart was even darker than coal.

But if that wasn't the case, why would he come and play with her for no reason at all?

She turned, her hand held.

His voice sounded a little urgent and weak, "Qiao Xiaomai, tonight, accompany me … I mean, accompany me until daybreak … "

She jumped.

Although the two of them enjoyed each other's company every day, they would always take their positions after each incident.

She had always lived in the bedroom on the first floor, and he on the second.

No matter how intimate or intimate they were, they would still end up separated.

Yi Xiangxi never shared a bed with others.

She didn't have time to refuse or to agree. Her feet were off the ground, and he lifted her into the bed with his big hands. He turned out the light and fell asleep with his arms around her.

Qiao Xiaomai's body was extremely stiff. Even though the physical contact between the two of them had been settled and they had done more intimate things, it was mostly because she was angry at him. Being forced and being forced were two completely different things.

But before she could struggle, she heard his snores — really just sleep, nothing else.

That night, he couldn't sleep. Qiao Xiaomai had finally fallen asleep when she suddenly heard an extremely mournful cry, "Don't …" Don't kill me... "Mom, don't kill me …"

Qiao Xiaomai was jolted awake.

Before she could react, she was kicked off the bed.

She rubbed her eyes and pushed Yi Xiangxi. She had heard people say before that if someone had a nightmare, they must wake him up in time so that his soul wouldn't be scared off.

She immediately pushed him: "Yi Xiangxi... "Yi Xiangxi …"

He woke up, sweating profusely.

Moonlight came in through the window.

His voice was colder than ice. "Who are you? How did you come to my room? Get out! "

He didn't know her. In fact, she didn't know herself at all that night.

She went out in silence. Just as he reached the door, he was suddenly stopped by a big hand. The moonlight shone in through the window and his face turned pale. He looked panicked, like a helpless child.

Qiao Xiaomai's heart jolted as her waist suddenly became light. She had already been lifted up by his waist.

"Lord Yi, you …"

However, he stretched out a hand and held her hand. With his fingers interlaced, he said in a weak voice, "Mai..." "Don't leave me …"

She could not move, she could not move.

He didn't do anything that night.

That night, he slept peacefully. When Qiao Xiaomai opened her eyes, it was almost noon. Yi Xiangxi was still fast asleep, for the first time ever. Perhaps he had let down his guard in the dream, but the terrible shrewdness of calculation was gone from his face.

She recalled everything that had happened last night, but she did not know whether it was true or false. What kind of secrets and love and hate were hidden on Yi Xiangxi?

She tried her best to find the answer, but she couldn't find any clues.

Yi Xiangxi finally washed up and went downstairs after Qiao Xiaomai finished her lunch.

The restaurant was filled with piping hot fish porridge and a few light side dishes.

He was stunned.

It was the first time he had seen breakfast at home. He had never eaten breakfast before.

"Lord Yi, how about you try some fish porridge?"

She was still wearing his big shirt, and her ponytail was pulled up high. His face was red and his eyes were sparkling.

He looked down and saw her snow-white ankles in his big slippers, her fingers glistening.

"West …"

He opened her hand and said coldly, "I never eat breakfast."

"It's lunch!"

"Ah!

"Lord Yi, hurry up and eat."

A cruel and mocking smile appeared on his face, "Qiao Xiaomai, are you trying to please me? I suggest that you don't let your imagination run wild, lest you regret it in the future. "

She wanted to say something, but after a moment of thought, she remained silent.

Perhaps because the taste of the fish porridge was too fresh and sweet, he ate two big bowls in succession. When he finally put down the bowl, Qiao Xiaomai finally spoke in a low voice, "I want to be able to talk to my father often …"

A strange light flashed in his eyes. He neither agreed nor objected to it as he turned around and left.

It was a very elegant office, covered with trees and flowers, and looked very different from the imposing and luxurious offices of the bosses that people remembered.

Even the chair made of pear wood had a cold, classical quality to it.

However, to dare to build such a large low-density building in a prime location, the price of the owner could be imagined.

A man walked in casually. The secretary took a look and greeted him politely. Before he could finish his sentence, he gently waved his hand and silently walked straight to the office in the innermost room.

The door was open.

He swaggered in without his master noticing.

Ye Zichen raised his eyebrows when he saw the man on the chair. This guy, what was he thinking about that made him so focused? They were almost turned into fossils.

"Dang, dang, dang, dang …"

He knocked three times on the table.

His master had finally recovered his soul.

"Hello …" What the hell are you thinking? "

He suddenly grabbed Song Weichao's hand and shouted: "Song Weichao, I was just looking for you …" "You are an expert in this field, hurry up and tell me about your experience …"

Weichao hurriedly retracted his hand and said in shock: "You rascal, why are you pulling and pulling? "I am only interested in beautiful women's pulling. You, go to the side …"

He was tall and straight, with a cheerful and handsome look between his eyebrows. He wore a big green T-shirt, and his hair was very fashionable. If it wasn't for the fact that Yi Xiangxi had known him for so many years, he would have thought of him as the Hoodlum on the street.

However, who would have thought that such a person would be a renowned lawyer?

Song Weichao sized him up and teasingly said, "Heading west. Ha, why do you look so haggard? I've known you for so many years, but I've never seen you like this … "Hua …" Cat's Eye... "To be honest, isn't it too much of an orgy?"

"Nonsense, only women have panda eyes."