Chapter 162 Do you still like him?

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Qiao Jueqiang swallowed the anger choked in his throat.

Staring seriously into Zhuli's eyes, he said in a seductive voice: "As your leader, I order you to go back with me immediately."

Zhuli glanced in the direction of the corner of his eye: "Qiao Jue, I am fully responsible for this project. I want..."

"Zhuli!"

Before she could finish speaking, he interrupted sharply.

There was confusion in her clear pupils.

"You still like him, don't you?"

Qiao Jue pointed to Jing Huaizhi who was standing at the door.

The man was not as gentle and elegant as he was five years ago, and his dark eyes had an evil aura.

He was staring at the speaker's angle for a moment, and he was wearing a black suit that was tailored to the letter.

A trace of panic flashed briefly in Zhuli's bright eyes.

But he still caught it.

"what about me?"

"I am the one who has been by your side these five years!"

Qiao Jue's bloodshot eyes stared fiercely at the person in front of him.

His face was full of anger.

She lowered her eyes and stared at her toes quietly.

If he hadn't called her three years ago, crying and telling her that the company was in crisis and needed her help, she most likely would not have resigned from the branch.

Nor will he leave Haishi.

"I..."

Zhuli raised his head again, the words of rejection came to his lips.

A warm touch suddenly came from her wrist bone, and then she saw the overly familiar back of the man's head.

"She can't go anywhere."

Jing Huai's brows furrowed, and there was a hint of blood in his eyes.

"Jing Huaizhi! It was you who didn't want her first!"

"What do you mean now?"

Qiao Jue's eyes widened angrily, with a frightening chill in his eyes.

Su Shaoqing, who was standing aside watching the show, clenched his fists and strode forward to stand between the two of them:

"Mr. Qiao, Brother Huai, it's time for dinner. Let's go eat first."

After saying that, he also glanced at Zhuli.

"Little bastard, go on your way."

Qiao Jue is going crazy now. He is no longer his subordinate, so naturally he will not be afraid of him.

But as soon as he said these words, he regretted it.

Will he offend this young master by doing this?

Su Shaoqing has never been a grudge-bearing person. He knew that Qiao Jue was angry at this time and would inevitably say bad things.

Who let his wife be snatched away?

No, if Brother Huaizhi heard this, it would be time for his father to spank him.

"If they don't leave, let's go."

Su Shaoqing chose to hold Zhuli's hand. As long as the 'culprit' was taken away, the remaining problems would naturally be solved.

But as soon as he raised his hand, a sharp look came directly over him.

"Brother Huai, Sister Lizi said she was hungry and didn't have breakfast."

Su Shaoqing pursed her lips and said aggrievedly.

Jing Huaizhi half-squinted his eyes, "How do you know she didn't have breakfast?"

Su Shaoqing: "..."

Of course it’s a guess!

Restaurant on the first floor

The servants arranged the dishes prepared in advance neatly, then bent down and stood aside.

How could Qiao Jue be in the mood to eat? All he could think about now was how to take Zhuli away.

From the moment she decided to come back, he had a premonition that she would definitely meet him...

He picked up a piece of fish with serving chopsticks, cleaned all the fish bones first, then stood up slightly and put it gently on her plate.

Zhuli, who was sitting next to Jing Huaizhi, had a speechless expression on his face.

"She doesn't eat fish."

Jing Huaizhi raised his hand to pick up a piece of chicken wing for her, then raised his eyes to look at him: "She likes to eat this."

Zhuli didn't want to become the object of their jealousy, so she picked up her mobile phone and left the restaurant.

The steps under my feet became more and more urgent.

Suddenly, his wrist was pulled hard by someone, and his progress was forced to stop.

She turned around and met the man's seductive grape eyes.

She raised her arm to slap him again, but this time the man anticipated her move.

His broad palm grasped her slender and white wrist.

Zhuli was furious and hit him again with the hand holding the handbag.

Still being held by the man.

"What do you want to do?"

"Three years ago you were the one who said the game was over, why don't I make room for you and your Bai Yueguang?"

Zhuli's eyes seemed to be on fire, angry and annoyed.

"I'll leave after I finish my work."

"It's not because of you that I came back this time. Please don't think too much about it."

Her delicate eyebrows were gradually covered with anger, and she couldn't help but raise her voice.

"I'm already asleep, what else do you want?"

"Are you done?"

Jing Huaizhi listened to her venting and only answered her with this sentence.

Zhuli tightened her lip lines and hummed in a low voice.

"Follow me somewhere."

He put her into the car without any explanation.

Along the way, the two of them were in such tacit understanding that they didn't speak.

As the road in front of her became more and more familiar, a bad thought suddenly surged in her heart.

Finally, the black Bentley parked slowly at the door of the main building of the Jing family's old house.

Jing Huaizhi hurriedly got out of the driver's seat and then ordered the butler to park the car in the garage.

He took Zhuli into the main building.

bedroom

The cold instrument made a beeping sound, and the life of the person lying on the bed seemed to have entered a countdown.

Zhuli curiously looked at who was lying on the bed.

"pear?"

Behind him, Shang Jin shouted in surprise while holding a bowl of soup and medicine.

Only then did she realize that the person lying on the bed was actually Jing Gaoming.

"Mrs. Jing."

Zhuli shouted respectfully.

Shang Jin's eyes wandered back and forth between the two people. Needless to say, she also understood the purpose of Jing Huaizhi bringing her here.

She slowly placed the soup bowl in her hand on the coffee table next to the sofa, went out and closed the door.

"Don't you want to know what happened five years ago?"

Jing Huaizhi stood in front of the hospital bed and spoke in a neutral tone.

"You mean it has something to do with your dad?"

Zhuli took a few steps closer to him, stared at his long eyelashes and asked.

"Not at all."

"It can only be said that he brought it upon himself."

His deep and magnetic voice echoed in her ears.

What he said still made Zhuli a little confused.

"Back then, if he hadn't used the shareholders of the company to suppress me, would I have been stupid enough to send you away?"

Her bright eyes blinked again and again, seemingly understanding: "So why did your dad do this?"

Jing Huaizhi moved his eyes to her and chuckled good-naturedly: "You are really cute and silly."

Zhuli's face flushed, and she stood on tiptoes to look at him without showing any signs of weakness:

"You mean, your dad wants us to divorce?"

"Is it right for you to marry that Miss Mu?"

He nodded gently and reached out to press her head.

"It's been five years, and I finally learned to be smarter."

Her smile that just opened was gradually replaced by doubts.

"In other words, you don't want to marry a madman to be Youyou's mother, so you asked me to support you, right?"

"If you put it that way, it makes sense."

Zhuli put his tiger's mouth against his chin and began to analyze himself:

"Because the CEO of the Tangtang Qisi Group is unwilling to marry a lunatic's daughter, he hereby finds a fool to fake a marriage..."