Qi Shaoyou was very uncomfortable by her gaze, and he felt even more regretful. He sneered with a stern face: "Grandma, are you confused? I have nothing to do with Miss Zhao. Is she your granddaughter-in-law?" , it doesn’t matter to me at all. I am twenty-six years old this year, and I have already passed the age of engagement. The daughter-in-law I want to marry can only be a well-matched boudoir girl, and Miss Zhao is just an arrogant and domineering girl. In this way How can someone like me be worthy of my Qi family!"
Mrs. Qi's face turned livid with anger. She pointed at Qi Shaoyou and roared: "Get out of here! Get out immediately!"
Qi Shaoyou snorted coldly, turned around and walked away.
When Zhao Qingya saw Qi Shaoyou leaving, she sneered secretly in her heart. What she just said was all false. If Qi Shaoyou really liked her, how could he be willing to humiliate her?
Qi Shaoyou, is this your attitude towards feelings?
If you treat me like this, I will never let you get what you want!
Mrs. Qi couldn't help but sigh when she saw Zhao Qingya's stubborn face, stretched out her hand to stroke her hair, and said softly: "Silly girl, this matter is your young people's business, don't take it out on yourself." , if you really feel wronged, then have a good talk with Shaoyou. Although he doesn’t live up to expectations, he is still a man, and some things can still be discussed!”
"Thank you, grandma." Zhao Qingya responded in a low voice, but she sneered in her heart.
After Mrs. Qi said a few words of comfort, she sent Zhao Qingya back to rest.
Zhao Qingya returned to her room. As soon as she lay down on the bed, she heard a familiar footsteps coming from outside. She was startled. Could it be that Qi Shaoyou was catching up?
She immediately put on her clothes, tiptoed out of the house, looked outside the door, and sure enough she saw Qi Shaoyou walking this way.
His face was angry and his eyes were cold.
Zhao Qingya was horrified. Did Qi Shaoyou really find out that she was lying to him?
Qi Shaoyou walked into the house and saw Zhao Qingya dressed neatly and about to go out, so he sneered and said, "What? Do you know anything?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhao Qingya pretended to be confused.
Qi Shaoyou took a step forward, reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look at him. He said sinisterly: "Did I say something wrong and you feel guilty? I was scolded by my grandmother just now."
"How about it, does it feel good to be scolded by grandma? Zhao" Qingya sneered, holding her head high.
Qi Shaoyou's face turned cold. He suddenly let go of Zhao Qingya and strode towards her: "Zhao Qingya, you are angry with me on purpose, right?"
Zhao Qingya looked at him without fear and said calmly: "I'm not angry with you, I'm just telling the truth."
Qi Shaoyou's face became even more gloomy. He gritted his teeth and glared at Zhao Qingya: "Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"
"Haha, Mr. Qi, do you want to kill me? Come on!" Zhao Qingya looked at him with a sneer.
A flash of cruelty flashed in Qi Shaoyou's eyes. He grabbed her neck and lifted her up with force. Then, he punched her in the face. Zhao Qingya screamed and her cheeks swelled.
Zhao Qingya struggled to push him away, but Qi Shaoyou grabbed her wrist, put his knee on her abdomen, and pressed her against the wall.
Zhao Qingya twisted her body in pain, but couldn't move at all.
"Zhao Qingya, you'd better be obedient, otherwise..." Mr. Qi stopped here suddenly, and a strange smile flashed in his eyes: "I will make your life worse than death!"
"What do you want to do?" Zhao Qingya looked at Qi Shaoyou in horror.
Qi Shaoyou's eyes fell on her eyes, and those eyes seemed to see through her.
"You...let me go quickly..." Zhao Qingya was so frightened that she trembled all over. She struggled desperately, but she couldn't move.
Qi Shaoyou curled his lips and smiled: "Zhao Qingya, do you know who I hate the most?"
Zhao Qingya was startled and shook her head.
"You are a woman like you who thinks highly of yourself, looks down on others, and is ignorant! Do you think you are great just because you are a wealthy lady? Let me tell you, in my eyes, you are nothing!" Qi Shaoyuan finished. , stared at her viciously, and said coldly: "Zhao Qingya, I warn you, don't provoke me again, otherwise... hmph, I will definitely not let you go!"
After Mr. Qi finished speaking, he let go of Zhao Qingya, then turned and walked out of the house.
Zhao Qingya clutched her aching neck and gasped for air.
Qi Shaoyou, how dare you hit me? Zhao Qingya's eyes were filled with resentment.
Qi Shaoyou walked out of the courtyard and walked straight out of the house.
Zhao Qingya looked out of the window and noticed that his leaving figure was getting further and further away.
Zhao Qingya was unwilling to give in. She clenched her fists and thought bitterly, I, Zhao Qingya, will not let you get what you want!
Zhao Qingya secretly made up her mind and came up with a plan. She must find a way to make Qi Shaoyou fall in love with her, and then use him to achieve her own goals!
Qi Shaoyou ran all the way and came to the garden. He stood in the pavilion and looked up at the sky. Zhao Qingya's beautiful face appeared in his mind, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He thought to himself: Zhao Qingya, You'd better not challenge my patience!
A hint of coldness flashed across his face.
When Qi Shaoyou returned to Qi Mansion, it was already dinner time. He was sitting at the table eating, and suddenly saw a plate of pastries on the table. His heart moved, and he immediately picked it up and took a bite. Then he frowned and said, "This is Who did it?"
The maid hurriedly knelt down and replied: "This slave is new and her cooking skills are limited. This is sent by Miss Zhao. Please punish me, Master."
Qi Shaoyou sneered: "Punishment?"
He raised his eyes to look at her, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold tone: "Do you dare to eat what Zhao Qingya made?"
"How dare you eat what Miss Zhao made, but..." The maid looked at Qi Shaoyou, her face changed slightly, and asked cautiously: "But... This is what Miss Zhao ordered the slave to do." Yes."
Qi Shaoyou's face turned even darker, and he shouted coldly: "You cheap maid, did Zhao Qingya give you money? Are you just going to obey her orders? I don't think you will shed tears until you see the coffin!"
The maid's face turned pale, and she hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy: "This slave deserves to die, this slave deserves to die! Please, Master, please bypass me this time!"
"Hmph!" Zui Shaoyou snorted coldly, threw the cake on the ground, and strode out of the living room.
Zhao Qingya, I don’t believe it, I can’t fight you!
In the back garden of the Qi family, Zhao Qingya was sitting on a stone bench. At this time, the maid led Nangong Yueyi in. Zhao Qingya hugged Nangong Yueyi.
"Brother Yue Yi, you are finally willing to come see me. Where have you been these days? I'm so worried!" Zhao Qingya was buried in Nangong Yueyi's arms, her voice choked with sobs.
Nangong Yueyi stretched out her arm and patted her shoulder: "Qingya, I'm sorry, I went on a business trip and couldn't come back in time to see you, which made you worry."
Zhao Qingya raised her head from his arms, looked at him with a bit of resentment in her eyes, and muttered: "Brother Yue Yi, why are you always so busy? I'm so scared, so scared that you will never come back again." Take care of me..."
After Zhao Qingya said these words, her eyes turned red and tears flowed down involuntarily.
Nangong Yueyi quickly comforted her: "Qingya, don't cry, it's all my fault. I came back this time specifically to see you."
"Are you really here to find me?" Zhao Qingya opened her eyes wide, looking in disbelief.
"Yeah." Nangong Yueyi said, "What is uncle busy with recently?"
"Father, he..." Zhao Qingya hesitated for a moment. She didn't want to tell her about the squeeze, so she said vaguely: "Father is very busy recently, and I don't know much about it."
"Qingya, are you hiding something from me?" Nangong Yueyi frowned, with a bit of doubt in his eyes.
"No, what can I hide from you?" Zhao Qingya's tone was a little urgent.
Nangong Yueyi noticed her abnormality. He reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look directly at him.
"Qingya, tell me, are you hiding anything from me?" Nangong Yueyi asked in a low voice.
When Zhao Qingya saw his serious expression, her heartbeat accelerated.
"I......"
"Say!" Nangong Yueyi hugged her into his arms and hugged her slender waist.
Zhao Qingya was choked by him and had difficulty breathing. There was a sharp pain in her chest, but a happy smile appeared on her face, and she put her hands around Nangong Yueyi's neck.
"Brother Yue Yi, I don't hide anything from you. Just trust me, okay?" Zhao Qingya gently stroked his handsome face and said softly.
A gentle look appeared on Nangong Yueyi's face, and he nodded: "Okay, I believe you, Qingya."
"Brother Yue Yi, do you believe me so much?" Zhao Qingya felt a burst of joy.
Nangong Yueyi smiled faintly, hugged Zhao Qingya tighter, and said softly: "Because I love you, I am willing to believe you unconditionally."
Zhao Qingya had a shy look on her face. She leaned into Nangong Yueyi's arms, and a warm current surged in her heart, as if the spring breeze was blowing on her face, making her feel light.
"Brother Yue Yi, I..." Zhao Qingya was about to say something, but suddenly she felt something was wrong. She pushed Nangong Yueyi away suddenly, and then hid aside, looking at him with evasive eyes.
Nangong Yueyi asked confusedly: "Qingya, what's wrong?"
"No, it's nothing." Zhao Qingya's eyes were evasive, and she said hesitantly: "Brother Yue Yi, it's almost time. You should go back quickly. I will write to you to explain anything."
"What's wrong with you?" Nangong Yueyi frowned. Do you think it must be something unspeakable? So, Nangong Yueye said okay, in that case, I will wait for your letter. My father just happened to be looking for me. Some things may need to be negotiated. I will go to court before the time, so I will go back first. "After saying this, Nangong Yueyi said goodbye to Zhao Qingya.
Zhao Qingya watched him get into the car before returning to the house.
She sat at the table, looking at the pastry she had just put on the plate, with a wry smile on her face, and her eyes fell on a piece of broken pastry.
