After I was reborn, I became a big boss

Chapter 289 Let’s Make a Deal (3)

Yun Weiwei was full of doubts, in the end, what's going on.

At this moment, Zhang Ya felt dizzy and madly attacking her, she couldn't breathe and her eyes rolled.

She wanted to push Yun Weiwei away, but Yun Weiwei pressed her body against the wall and couldn't move.

What's more, she didn't intend to fight back against Yun Weiwei just now, and now she has no strength in her whole body due to lack of oxygen.

"Let go...let me go...I'm going to die...Yun...Yun Weiwei..." She said hoarsely in pain.

Yun Weiwei looked at Zhang Ya who had started to roll her eyes, as if she was going to strangle her to death.

Her heart sank, and the anger towards Zhang Ya in her eyes disappeared a little when she saw Zhang Ya's half-dead look.

The next moment, she quickly let go of Zhang Ya, and then stood sideways.

When Zhang Ya's neck was loosened by Yun Weiwei, she gasped heavily after being deprived of oxygen for a long time.

And her weak body was losing Yun Weiwei's body as a support point, she couldn't even stand firmly, and her whole body was leaning forward.

With a "plop", she fell face down heavily on the ground.

"Ah...it hurts..." She fell down and made a painful sound.

Yun Weiwei's face was gloomy, and she looked at Zhang Ya with a cold-eyed attitude.

"You deserve it to death!" She didn't go to help Zhang Ya, but said angrily, "You're courting death if you play tricks in front of me!"

Zhang Ya suddenly coughed because she was in a hurry to breathe fresh oxygen.

When she heard Yun Weiwei's words, she would have already become angry in normal times.

But she wasn't angry at all today, because she knew very well that she asked for it, and she didn't have the right to be angry with Yun Weiwei.

She challenged the secret hidden in Yun Weiwei's heart, which she overheard from Ouyang Jing and Ouyang Ye.

"Hey..." She coughed, endured the pain in her abdomen, and turned over with difficulty from the pain of her whole body falling to the ground. She looked up at Yun Weiwei and said, "I... I don't want to hurt you at all. I mean, I'm just curious about Huo Ziqing..."

"Haven't you heard that curiosity killed the cat?" Yun Weiwei gritted her teeth and said this to Zhang Ya.

Zhang Ya's long hair was disheveled, her face was still red and purple due to lack of oxygen, and her rising and falling chest showed that she was breathing rapidly and her emotions were intense.

Her brows and eyes were full of pain, and her little face was more tightly wrinkled than before. She looked embarrassed and in pain.

After a while, she managed to stop coughing, and panting, she sat on the muddy ground without any image, letting her body be covered in dust and her hair covered with dead grass.

She breathed unsteadily and said to Yun Weiwei: "A person without curiosity is no different from a salted fish."

Since Friday, Yun Weiwei has been very depressed besides being relaxed and happy beside her husband Huo Ziqing.

So Zhang Ya's actions and words were an igniter, which ignited all the anger in her heart and made her extremely angry.

She can befriend Zhang Ya, but it doesn't mean she trusts Zhang Ya.

In addition, when Zhang Ya was lying on the ground just now, she thought for a moment that it was pointless to blame Zhang Ya. The most important thing was that she wanted to ask Zhang Ya how she learned about Huo Ziqing from Ouyang Jing.

She secretly took a few deep breaths to dissipate the anger in her chest. She looked coldly at Zhang Ya, who was sitting on the ground with her underwear exposed, and said, "You are talking nonsense."

After finishing speaking, she leaned over to pick up the cigarettes and lighter that Zhang Ya had dropped on the ground earlier.

At this moment, after Yun Weiwei lit a slender women's cigarette, she did not smoke it herself, but she took a step forward and stood in front of Zhang Ya, and handed the just lit cigarette to Zhang Ya.

Zhang Ya groaned and writhed in pain, but saw Yun Weiwei offering the cigarette on her own initiative.

She immediately raised her hand to pick up the cigarette, because it meant that Yun Weiwei finally calmed down.

"It's strange to say that the two of us are not friends, but we are not real enemies either." After taking a puff of cigarette, she looked at Yun Weiwei, "You almost strangled me, but I can still talk to you here , the atmosphere is very strange."

Yun Weiwei lit a cigarette for herself, held the cigarette between her slender fingers and held it to her mouth, her cherry red lips parted slightly, and the white smoke drifted away with the wind like white clouds in the sky.

Her expression was very cold, a pair of sharp black eyes fell on Zhang Ya, the corners of her mouth moved slightly and she said in a cold voice: "It's really strange, I don't know when the two of us got along like this."

Zhang Ya didn't speak, but she was still calming down after being beaten up by Yun Weiwei.

It took a while for her to fully recover, and she wiped the sweat off her face casually. At the same time, because it was too hot, she untied the tie around her neckline to cool herself down.

"Don't hit me. I know I'm wrong and I won't fight you back. I just want to know if Huo Ziqing is handsome? Anyway, I already know that you and Huo Ziqing are in love. It's not too much to ask if he is handsome."

When Yun Weiwei was stabilizing Zhang Ya's emotions, she was also completely calming down her rage.

She stubbed out the cigarette she had just finished smoking, lit another cigarette, leaned against the side wall, her brows and eyes were full of laziness, but her eyes were still coldly looking at Zhang Ya.

"Handsome." Her cherry lips parted slightly, and when she thought of Huo Ziqing's face, she couldn't help but uttered a gentle voice with a touch of love for him, "Handsome still can't be described as a word."

His handsomeness was an indescribable perfection.

Strong.

Honorable.

ruthless.

Chill.

overbearing.

She couldn't use many words to describe him enough. He was so handsome that he was not like a mortal in the world. He was perfect like the exile from the Heavenly Palace, and also like the noble god.

Zhang Ya was very keen to hear the gentleness in Yun Weiwei's tone, and her eyes were suddenly filled with gossip interest.

She hurriedly asked Yun Weiwei: "Then you describe him, what do his eyes look like? Is his nose high? Is his mouth nice? What do the facial features look like?"

Yun Weiwei: "..."

She snorted coldly, "Zhang Ya, don't push your nose on your face."

"Hey, just say it, please." Zhang Ya immediately put on a look of begging, "I don't satisfy my curiosity, and I feel that there are hundreds of cats scratching my heart, which is very uncomfortable. "

Yun Weiwei couldn't help but roll her eyes when she saw Zhang Ya's funny pleading look.

"You don't want to be ashamed. If your little sister sees you like this, your image will be completely ruined."

"Image is nothing, I just want to satisfy my curiosity." Zhang Ya didn't care about her image at all, she asked Yun Weiwei, "Say it quickly, say it quickly."

Yun Weiwei didn't want Huo Ziqing, but Zhang Ya, a crazy woman, kept saying that her mind was full of her husband's handsome face at the moment.

But she didn't intend to answer Zhang Ya's detailed questions, Zhang Ya was curious casually, so she was not responsible for satisfying Zhang Ya.

(End of this chapter)