Chapter 37

suddenly. After taking a sip on his forehead, Cheng Ling touched his forehead in pain, his eyes sparkling. Filled with grievances.

"stupid."

After knocking. Seeing that the white and tender skin on Cheng Ling's forehead was slightly blush, he rubbed it gently, and Cheng Ling saw it. Stretch out the little paw. Grabbing his hand, he asked a little nervously, "Are you angry?"

Standing beside Xi Shiche. She could smell the faint smell of smoke disappearing.

"Can you not be angry? After killing a few ants, you still have to do it yourself? The clothes are all dirty."

Xi Shiche glanced at her water-stained sleeves in disgust, with deep dissatisfaction in the corners of his eyes.

Hearing what Xi Shiche said, Cheng Ling's tense nerves also relaxed. She was always worried whether she was too good at causing trouble and made him feel troublesome.

After all, everyone wants their pets to be well-behaved and obedient. Do not cause trouble. She is well aware of her identity.

The movement was too big just now, and it was inevitable that some river water would splash up and wet her hair. The drenched bangs were sticking to the skin, which was uncomfortable. Cheng Ling was about to reach out to touch it, but someone moved faster than her.

Xi Shiche's icy fingertips stretched from her forehead to her hairline, moving the wet hair that was sticking to her skin to the back of her ears. The movement was gentle, and the cold touch did not disappear, but With the pinna slowly descending, it reaches the sensitive position behind the ear.

His thumb rubbed back and forth on the sensitive spot behind his ears, his eyes were ambiguous/sultry/personal.

"Actually, death is not torture, but liberation. It really tortures a person, crushes everything she has, including her spirit, and makes her life worse than death."

His pleasant bass was transmitted from the ear to the brain, and the deceptive words ate away at her heart bit by bit.

His movements were so gentle, but his eyes were piercingly cold. Cheng Ling thought that just now she had been dominated by the devil called impulsiveness in her heart. Who knew that it was this handsome man in front of her who really shook her will... man.

Cheng Ling's thoughts were still lingering on Xi Shiche's words, the fourth course was already served in front of her.

Cheng Ling ate mechanically, not knowing the taste of the food. She had been trying to figure out the meaning of what Xi Shiche said just now.

The dishes in front of them were very delicate, and they were specially prepared by the big boss of the hotel on the grounds that the monitoring system was broken and made them feel inconvenient. It seems that someone's ability to cover the sky with one hand has already been maxed out, and he is just short of bursting the table.

Cheng Ling supported his little head, feeling something was wrong in his heart. With Xi Shiche's temper, how could he let Zhao Wenqin go so easily?

Knock, knock, the crisp knock on the door broke Cheng Ling's thoughts. She thought it was the waiter who came to serve the food, so she tidied up her bowl and chopsticks.

It wasn't the waiter who came in, but a middle-aged man in his fifties. He was short and his facial features were thick and wretched. Cheng Ling didn't like it at first sight. When she saw the familiar figure standing behind the man, she had a score in her heart.

It seems that someone came to find fault.

Cheng Ling put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, and looked at the two people who came in with a look of wariness, his eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to see through them.

The man looked around cleverly, and when he touched that noble figure, his face sank slightly, and there was unconcealable fear in his small eyes.

"Come here, quickly kneel down to Young Master Xi."

The man dragged Zhao Wenqin into the door and kicked her on the knee. Zhao Wenqin didn't pay attention and knelt on the ground. She rolled over in pain, but she didn't dare to waste time, crying like Xi Shiche, begging for mercy, She knew very well that this was her last chance.

"Master Xi, I was wrong, please don't remember the villain's mistakes, please let me go."

Zhao Wenqin was really scared. When she thought of what Zhao Zhixin said to her just now, her heart was being pulled and she couldn't breathe.

"It's not good to tell you not to have eyes, to offend anyone. How dare you offend Young Master Xi. I will kill you, a disobedient woman."

Zhao Zhixin picked up the lamp casually, and slammed it on Zhao Wenqin's body fiercely. The momentum was quite scary.

Zhao Wenqin didn't dare to say anything after being beaten, and could only obediently beg for mercy while being beaten.

Cheng Ling was stunned, what is the situation? Didn't you come to find fault? How did you come to act?

Moreover, it's only been less than an hour, how did Zhao Wenqin change so much? Wasn't it cruel to scold people just now?

With a click, the lamp was smashed by him. It seems that Zhao Zhixin is not just acting, he is for real.

Zhao Wenqin's forehead was exploded, blood was all over her face, her delicate skin was scratched, and the azure blanket was covered with her blood. She seemed to be bathed in blood, weird and terrifying.

Seeing such a scene for the first time, Cheng Ling was a little flustered, she didn't want to get Xi Shiche into trouble because of her own affairs.

"Seat..."

Xi Shiche swallowed her words with a look, and he patted her hand gently, telling her not to worry.

Zhao Zhixin was also frightened by the blood red in front of him. He looked at Zhao Wenqin distressedly, and finally, he knelt down in front of Xi Shiche, "Mr. Xi, my daughter is young and ignorant. I offended Mr. Xi. She deserved what she deserved today, and my goddaughter There is no way, I am willing to make compensation, I only hope that Young Master Xi can have a lot of adults, I am just such a daughter."

Creak creak, the sound of the knife cutting beef, although very soft, but in the quiet and sensitive room, it was like Ling Chi's knife, cutting their hearts piece by piece.

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Zhao still has a son. If he wants a daughter, he still wants everything now. Mr. Zhao should know how to choose."

"Master Xi, you."

In a word, Zhao Zhixin understood Xi Shiche's words.

That's right, he has an illegitimate child, but that was the scourge of a drunken mistake he made once. He didn't think about letting him recognize his ancestors, but now Xi Shiche said that he would separate from his father and daughter with Zhao Wenqin. Relationship, never interacting with each other, or waiting for Xi Shiche's sniper attack.

This capital city is Xi Shiche's world. In a word, all his former rivals and friends would attack his company together. At that time, it was not only Zhao Wenqin who had nothing, but also their Zhao family.

He originally came out of the poor mountains and remote areas, and he has worked hard all his life to get to where he is today. He must never go back to the past. The previous days were too bitter, and he no longer has the strength to face them.

"Dad, don't, I'm your daughter, that illegitimate child is nothing, I don't want to break away from father-daughter relationship, I don't want to."

Zhao Wenqin crawled towards Zhao Zhixin in panic, her eyes widened, and she shook her head fiercely while crawling.

"I'm sorry, Qinqin, in the days to come, you will have to rely on yourself."

"Young Master Xi, tomorrow morning you will see the news that we have severed the relationship between father and daughter. At the same time, I promise that no one will help her."

Zhao Zhixin gave Zhao Wenqin a reluctant look, and finally turned around and left cruelly. Ever since he received the call from Xi Shiche's subordinates, his heart had been restless. Now, his heart finally settled down, but it was very painful. It's like being stabbed in the heart and lungs with a knife.