Madam Dihao is not good

On the big screen, a picture really appeared, showing every room in this villa, even the bathroom.Bai Yunshang was transferred to the study on the first floor, and Sikong sat on the 360° swivel leather office chair with a majestic expression and exuded a strong air-conditioning.

Sikong Ying'er was leaning against the table with her long legs crossed, dangling and talking about something.

Bai Yunshang couldn't hear the sound.

She fumbled for a moment, zoomed in on the camera...

At first, Sikong Ying'er had a casual smile on her face, and while she was talking, her smile was stiff. Sikong Zeye waved her hand violently, and the vertical vase beside her was broken on the ground. [

Sikong Yinger started to argue, and Sikong Zeye said a word, according to the shape of his mouth: get out

Bai Yunshang was silent for a while. As far as she knew, although Sikong Zeye was cold and violent, he had always loved Sikong Haoran and this younger sister...

Bai Yunshang frowned tightly, and kept groping for the device. Finally, she found the sound control button, but the rustling sound was too loud, which made it blurry and hard to hear:

"...That car accident really has nothing to do with me... Back then... I saved you..."

"I advise you... don't embarrass yourself... remember..."

"If you really love her... love? What is love?..."

With a disgusted expression on his face, Sikong Zeye said coldly, "Let's go."

"Brother Ze, don't you forgive me?"

"Walk!!!!"

Sikong Ying'er's voice became lower, she didn't know what she said again, but Bai Yunshang couldn't hear clearly when she pressed against her.

"Brother Ze, I beg you... please... even if it's for me..." Suddenly Sikong Ying'er squatted down, wrapped her arms around Sikong Zeye's legs, put her face on her, and kept begging for something.