C68

"Song Qiting, let go of me."

Tang Zhen struggled, but how could that man be willing to let her go at this time?

Although he never admitted it before, and continued to torture Tang Zhen on the surface, but his body was extremely honest.

After so many years, no one other than Tang Zhen could give him any illusions, not even Yu Yifei.

Other than the girl whom he had met when he was drunk by Chu Hao, Tang Zhen was the only woman he had ever met in all these years …

"Tang Zhen, don't reject me."

Song Qiting's deep voice was filled with charm. It was like a drop of poison, ruthlessly bewitching Tang Zhen's heart, causing her to relax her guard bit by bit, and from there, sink deeper and deeper in …

When Tang Zhen woke up again, Song Qiting was no longer by his side.

If not for her body which was aching as if it had been crushed by a truck, she would have thought that last night's warmth was just a dream.

Tang Zhen rubbed her shoulders with much difficulty. The bandages on her arms had already been replaced, there was no need to think to know that it was Song Qiting.

Tang Zhen stared at the bandage on her arm for a long time. She didn't know why, but she felt a sweetness in her heart that had never been there before.

"Tang Zhen, you're awake?"

Yu Yifei stood at the doorway to Tang Zhen's room, and her gaze immediately fell on the red scar on Tang Zhen's neck. In an instant, her eyes were ruthlessly stung, and the pain directly spread to her heart, causing a large amount of hatred to accumulate in her heart once again.

"Qi Ting is already at work. I've already had breakfast with him, but I want to ask if you're willing to take a walk outside. Qi Ting wants me to accompany you more."

Yu Yifei smiled, but Tang Zhen could see the sharp sword in her eyes clearly.

She followed Yu Yifei's line of sight, and looked towards her own neck. Even though she felt a tinge of shame, facing Yu Yifei, the aura around her was not the least bit inferior.

"No need, I'm worried sick to my heart to be out with people I don't know."

After Tang Zhen finished speaking, she closed the door with a "bang" and was unwilling to waste any more words with Yu Yifei.

She didn't have the heart of a villain. She was just used to being on guard against people who had hurt her and didn't know what tricks they would play in the future.

"Tang Zhen, you …"

Yu Yifei pointed fiercely at the door, not daring to breathe, his face had already turned green.

She had already suffered enough humiliation for so many days. Song Qiting's warnings, Xu Miaomiao's sarcasm and Tang Zhen's scorn had all deeply aggravated the hatred in her heart.

Especially when she thought of the red mark on Tang Zhen's neck, she felt that it was really too eye-catching.

She quickly returned to her bedroom, picked up her phone and dialed the number of the phone that she knew so well.

"Chu Hao, help me get something over here. That's right, I must have it by tonight."

Yu Yifei said with a sinister face. No one knew what he said, but he continued to shout into the phone.

"I can't wait any longer, I have to get Song Qiting today. Don't say anymore, at three in the afternoon, I'll be waiting for you at the usual place."

After Yu Yifei finished speaking, he quickly ended the call.

This time she seemed to have an even later, complete plan, and tonight she was going to go to hell.

She deliberately found an excuse and quickly ran out in the afternoon. uncle chen had originally wanted to let the servant follow her, but she rejected him immediately.

Being forced to date by Father Xu, Xu Miaomiao did not come to the villa. However, even so, Tang Zhen still did not have a single moment of leisure.

"Miss Xu, you can't do much even if you grumble like this."

Tang Zhen could not help but tease, hearing that Xu Miaomiao continuously moaned about not wanting to go on a blind date, and even begged her to let Song Qiting know, so that Song Qiting could personally persuade her parents.

"Tang Zhen, I'm really going to be driven crazy. What should I do? Moreover, those people I meet are either the young masters who live like princes or the kind children who have mercy everywhere. Every single one of them is my type."

Xu Miaomiao was extremely vexed. Moreover, she already had someone she liked in her heart, so she was even more unwilling to participate in the blind date.

"Then what kind of type do you like? Do you like Gu Yun that much? "

Tang Zhen understood Xu Miaomiao's thoughts the best, but when the usually carefree Xu Miaomiao heard Gu Yun's name again, she instantly became shy.

In order to avoid Tang Zhen's teasing, she quickly said a few words and quickly hung up.

Tang Zhen could not help but shake his head and smile helplessly. was clear in his heart that most of those rich kids were also silkpants who did not know anything.

And the young masters and young ladies who were born in these rich families could never enjoy their own lives. Their choice of spouse could only be one of them.

Thus, being born in a Wealthy Class was not a good thing, moreover, this concerned Xu Miaomiao's lifetime happiness. She naturally could not stand by and watch without doing anything, and the only person who could speak up on these matters was Song Qiting.

Tang Zhen turned her phone. She wanted to call Song Qiting initially, but in order to show more sincerity, she decided to wait until Song Qiting came back at night to ask for his help.

She put down her phone, as if she already had a plan on how to persuade Song Qiting, but she didn't expect what would happen next, would cause her to no longer have the qualifications to meddle with these Wealthy Class aristocrats.

In the evening, due to his family's reasons, the villa's chef was temporarily taking leave to return home. Song Qiting had already approved it, but as for the following dishes, he personally ordered Tang Zhen to take care of them.

"Buzz …"

Tang Zhen was standing in the kitchen in a daze when her phone suddenly rang. Looking at Song Qiting's name on the phone's screen, she quickly picked up the phone and picked up the call.

"Mr. Song, please tell us about tonight's menu."

Tang Zhen was the first to speak, her official attitude was extremely cold, making it impossible for others to detect any emotions. She had originally wanted to call Song Qiting to inquire about the dishes for the night, but coincidentally, he called ahead of her.

"Boil the porridge. Your hand is still injured. If it's too troublesome, you'll get tired."

Song Qiting's sudden concern caught her off guard. She held the phone for a long time, as if the scene in front of her had stopped moving.

After a long moment passed, he finally spoke.

"Alright, Mr. Song."

Tang Zhen's attitude was still cold. After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone and started to prepare dinner.

She carefully listened to the conversation between Tang Zhen and Tang Zhen, and sure enough, Song Qiting had already started to pay attention to her.

She tightly gripped the medicine bottle in her bag. Tonight, she was determined to obtain it.

Just as she changed into a new set of clothes and came down from the second floor, Song Qiting just happened to return home.

"Qi Ting, why did you come back so early?"

Yu Yifei immediately ran down and received the briefcase, then hung the suit neatly on the clothes rack. It looked extremely virtuous and dignified.

"Where's Tang Zhen?" Song Qiting asked.

He did not notice Yu Yifei's culture, and asked Tang Zhen anxiously.

Previously on the phone, he was afraid that she would hang up on him, so he did not ask her about her condition. After all, he wanted to ask her about yourself a few times last night, so he believed that Tang Zhen must be tired.

"He's in the kitchen. Qi Ting, take a shower in your bedroom first. It's not appropriate for you to enter the kitchen after working all day."

Yu Yifei pulled on Song Qiting's arms, stopping him from entering the kitchen.

Song Qiting looked at his formal attire and confirmed that it was not suitable for him to enter the kitchen. He turned around and with Yu Yifei's push, he went upstairs.