125 Fake seriousness (3)
Tang Xin hung her head dejectedly and sighed. Every strand of her hair seemed to be depressed.
PEI Qiqi looked on and remembered what Tang Xin said. She hoped that Tang Zhiyuan and Zhao Ke would fight more often.
there was also an unspeakable heartache in her heart.
tang xin came over and hugged her. it was a bear hug, and her voice was a little low, â â qiqi, iâm leaving. can you send me down? â
PEI Qiqi didnât want to see Zhao Ke, but she couldnât reject Tang Xin now.
She was so sad and couldnât bear to let go of her tears.
He hummed and pushed Tang Xin away a little.
tang xin sniffed and said to tang yu, â âBig brother, Iâll be leaving first.â
Tang Zheng sighed but still came over to help her carry her small backpack. He rubbed his hair. Iâll pick you up in the future.
In fact, Tang Xin knew that her brother was just saying it. He liked her, but he would also be worried about his mother, Yingluo, and that he couldnât keep in touch with her often.
she hummed in a low voice, carrying a small bag and a small bear in her arms. â âQi Qi, letâs go!â
pei qiqi looked at her dejected expression and almost wanted to ask her to stay, but what position did she have? what right did she have to ask her to stay?
His throat suddenly felt like it was blocked and he couldnât describe the discomfort, but he still took Tang Xinâs hand and sent her to the first floor.
In the living room on the first floor, Tang Zhiyuan stood and admired the famous paintings on the wall. Zhao Ke stood straight and her gaze fell on the electric ladder. Her whole body was a little tense.
When she saw PEI Qiqi, her beautiful eyes revealed a dangerous glint.
Tang Xin slowly walked over and said in a low voice, â mom.
zhao ke said in a low voice, not too gentle, â âGo back to the car with your father.â
tang xin nodded and walked in front of tang zhiyuan. tang zhiyuan smiled gently, â âyour mom and i will bring you to eat your favorite french food later.â
tang xin made a face in her heart. french food was what her mother liked because she thought it was high class. she never liked it. she would rather eat qiqiâs stir-fried meat. it was very good.
Tang Zhiyuan placed his hand on Tang Xinâs shoulder and looked at PEI Qiqi. He said politely, â â thank you for taking care of tang xin for a day. â
PEI Qiqi just smiled.
As she watched Tang Zhiyuan and Tang Xin leave, Zhao Keâs expression turned ugly, â PEI Qiqi, donât try to use Tang Xin to persuade her. Even if you please her, it wonât bring you anything. Itâs even more impossible for you to marry into the Tang family because of this.
PEI Qiqi was already numb to Zhao Ke and her words.
She smiled faintly and said in a light tone, â Mrs. Tang, arenât you the one who used Tang Xin to marry into the Tang family? â
zhao keâs face turned ashen as she glared at pei qiqi.
âMrs. Tang, not everyone is like you.â pei qiqi didnât want to talk to her anymore so she turned around and walked towards the elevator.
zhao ke was furious. she looked at pei qiqiâs back and blurted out, â âDo you think Tang Yuâs true to you? Do you know his past?â
PEI Qiqiâs body froze and a bitter smile appeared on her face.
tang yuâs past wasnât something she could care about and it wasnât something she could pursue.
he was the one who had bought her. he might like her a little today, but he might not like her tomorrow.
If she took it seriously, she would be really pitiful.
Zhao Ke gritted her teeth. At the same time, she deeply felt that PEI Qiqi was different from her.