"Liu Fei, do you think I don't know what you did?!"
At the mention of last night, Zong Beili suddenly turned around and stared at her coldly. There was a storm gathering in the bottom of his eyes. Liu Fei's body trembled with his fierce eyes, and his hand holding the quilt involuntarily tightened.
"Beili, what are you talking about? I don't understand what you mean..."
Fear doesn't mean that Liu Fei still pretends to be innocent.
Anyway, the facts were already in front of him. Even if Zong Beili was angry about the process, he couldn't do anything about her!
"Don't understand what I mean?"
Zong Beili narrowed his eyes and stared at Liu Fei. With a cold smile, his body suddenly moved like lightning.
Liu Fei felt a shadow flash in front of her eyes, and the next second, a large, cold hand stuck to her neck!
"Liu Fei, I really underestimate you. How can you persuade your mother to drug you!"
Zong Beili pounced on the skin of Liu Fei's face with a violent breath. His tight hands made Liu Fei tremble. The quilt had already fallen off her body, but he didn't bother to take a look. There was nothing but murder in his eyes!
At this point, of course, Zong Beili already knew that there was something wrong with the tea he drank yesterday, but he didn't expect his mother to be Liu Fei's accomplice!
"Beili, you... Cough... You're blaming me. I really don't know anything. It was... Aunt told me to wait for you in the room. I... Cough..."
Liu Fei struggled to breathe as he argued.
"You still dare to argue?!"
Zong Beili stared at her coldly.
"Beili, I really... Don't know..."
Liu Fei's teary face looked pitiful. Zong Beili stared at her and suddenly swung her body away with a big hand!
"Bang!"
Liu Fei fell on the bed, covering his neck and coughing violently.
"Whether you know it or not, you must hear it clearly. You are not allowed to say a word about what happened today!"
Zong Beili stood by the big bed, his hands in his pockets, and a strong chill hung over his body.
"Beili, you... What do you mean?"
Liu Fei stopped coughing and looked up at Zong Beili in astonishment.
"You don't understand?" Zong Beili's cold face was expressionless, and his cold eyes stared mockingly at Liu Fei, "Why, do you still want me to take responsibility?"
Of course Liu Fei thought so, but Zong Beili's eyes told her that this man was not what she thought he was!
"Beili, you can't do this to me!" Liu Fei looked at Zong Beili anxiously and said, "We were like that yesterday... Uncle and aunt must know. Beili, if you don't take responsibility for me, how will I meet people in the future?"
"They didn't know about my relationship with you before? It wasn't your first time, was it just one time for a grown man and woman to marry you?"
Zong Beili seemed to have heard the funniest joke, and his mocking eyes fell on Liu Fei.
"Beili..."
Liu Fei never thought that Zong Beili would be so direct and cold!
"No one has to waste time. Make a price."
Zong Beili was not in the mood to listen to concubine liu's nonsense. The effect of the medicine made his head ache.
"What?" Liu Fei was stunned.
"Don't pretend to be innocent!" Zong Beili frowned impatiently at Liu Fei and said, "How much do you want? But if you let me know a single word about last night, you know what will happen!"
"...
Liu Fei understood. Now that Beili wanted her to keep last night a secret, he didn't want Tong Huaer to know! Oh, that bitch is so important to him!
Liu Fei blinked and lowered his head, "I don't want money, Beili. You know I treat you..."
"You don't want money?" Zong Beili interrupted her with a cold face.
"Of course! Beili, why would I want your money? I treat you..."
Zongbei said sternly, "I gave you a chance. Since you didn't want it, then let it go! Remember what I said! If this gets out, I guarantee that none of your The liu family will survive!"
With that said, Zong Beili turned around without hesitation and strode towards the door, leaving behind Liu Fei, who was still affectionately about to say something nice, looking at his back in astonishment.
"Master zong......"
Zong Beili opened the door and the maid at the door looked at her in fear.
A flash of rage flashed through Zong Beili's dark eyes, which were frowning, "Throw everything off the bed, and the bed too! And..." Zong Beili squinted, a murderous gleam in his eyes, "You didn't see anything in the room! Do you understand?!"
"Yes! I didn't see anything!"
The maid nodded in terror.
Zong Beili glanced at her coldly and walked downstairs without looking back.
The maid looked at his back in fear and hurried into the bedroom. She looked at Liu Fei and said, "Miss Liu, young master Zong just said..."
Liu Fei's face turned red and white as she clutched the quilt tightly. Of course, she heard what Zong Beili said. She glared at the maid fiercely. She lifted the quilt and grabbed her clothes to cover her body. She got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.
On the other side.
At noon, Tong Huaer put the vegetables into the water to wash them. Suddenly, an arm hugged her from behind. She was shocked. She turned her head in horror and found that Zong Beili was standing behind her.
"Tong Huaer!"
Zong Beili hugged her tightly.
The faint fragrance from her body made his nervous pain slightly better.
"Uh, Zong Beili, let me go first." Tong Huaer frowned as she regained her senses. She was almost out of breath.
"...
A dark light flashed through Zong Beili's dark eyes, and his big hand that was holding her loosened a little, but it was still circled around her waist.
"Why are you here?"
Tong Huaer asked doubtfully.
"Nanny Wu said you were here."
Zongbei said sternly.
So he went back to the villa and drove here?
"Don't you have to work today?" Tong Huaer asked doubtfully.
"I don't want to go."
Zong Beili's low voice was a little hoarse.
"Ah?"
Tong Huaer was stunned.
In the past, whenever she asked zong beili why he didn't go to the company, the man gave her either "No" or" do you want to take care of it? This was the first time she heard Zong Beili say' I don't want to go'.
"Nothing. Come and press my head."
Zong Beili took her hand and walked towards the living room.
In the living room.
Tong Huaer stood behind the sofa, his little hand slowly pressing down on Zong Beili's temple, his voice soft and soft: "Zong Beili, did you not rest well last night? Is it late to talk to your father?"
"...
The already quiet living room was a little quieter.
After waiting for a while, Tong Huaer didn't hear the man's voice. She raised her eyebrows in curiosity. Did she fall asleep? It seems that he should have stayed up late.