Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

Sikong Jingqiu raised his head suspiciously after waiting for a long time to hear from Butler Li, followed his gaze, and found a pale-faced person standing in the corner of the living room, he froze for a moment, his tone suddenly became bad, "What are you doing down here?!"

"I——" Haiyue trembled in shock from his stern tone, the soup in her hand almost overflowed, she faltered for a long time before uttering a word: "You... want to go out?"

Sikong Jingqiu stood up, glanced at her haughtily, and snorted coldly, "What? Should I report to you when I go out?"

"No, it's not... I didn't... mean..." Haiyue's voice was unbearable.

"No?" Sikong Jingqiu narrowed his eyes, walked up to Haiyue step by step, and stared at her sharply, "In this case, please tell me, why did you ask me if I wanted to go out? Now I'm standing here doing it again." What?"

"I—" Haiyue took a step back involuntarily.

"What? I told you the truth..." Sikong Jingqiu sneered, "Or was the tongue bitten off by the cat?"

"I didn't! I didn't ask you to report anything to me..." Haiyue gritted her teeth, mustered up the courage to look directly into his sharp eyes, "I just... I just... Doctor Xia said, you just had a cold, you need to have a good rest."

"So?" Sikong Jingqiu stared at Haiyue for a few seconds, his eyes slowly moved to the steaming soup in her hand, his expression turned cold, his jaw was as rigid as a rock, "You just' Obediently stewed the soup to recuperate the body for young master?"

"Doctor Xia said..."

"Doctor Xia said? Doctor Xia said?!" Dark pupils flickered, Sikong Jingqiu took a step closer, the veins on his forehead were faintly jumping, and his low voice came out from between his teeth, "If Xia Dongye wants you to Master Ben is tied up, will you do the same, eh?"

Haiyue backed away with a white face, her lips trembled so that she couldn't speak, she didn't understand why Sikong Jingqiu asked such a question, and why she suddenly became so angry.

She just... felt guilty, guilty, and felt that she should do something for Sikong Jingqiu...

Sikong Jingqiu stared angrily at the guilt on her face, the corners of his eyes twitched, and his pupils shot out a terrifying anger that could burn everything down, "Song Haiyue! I don't need you to worry about my young master's health! You just need to remember Stay a little longer, that's your duty here!"

After finishing speaking, Sikong Jingqiu turned around angrily, and left lividly.

Holding the soup in her hands, Haiyue stood there with a dull expression, looking at the back of the angrily leaving, she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

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The door was empty, Sikong Jingqiu was no longer there, and the living room was very quiet.

Haiyue didn't know how long she stood there, she only knew that her legs were sore and numb, and she was even trembling slightly.

Haiyue wanted to move, but just as she took a step, her feet suddenly softened, and she fell to the ground directly, pouring all the soup in her hand on her body, and her arms turned red quickly.

"Ma'am!" Steward Li turned pale with fright, and rushed forward in three steps at a time. While helping him up, he ordered the maids who surrounded him to call Xia Dongye.

"Come back!" Haiyue endured the burning sensation from her skin, and stopped the little maid who ran out in a panic, "I'm fine... just apply some medicine, and I don't need to call Dr. Xia."