Wealthy Poison Pet: Leng Di's No. 7 Bride

Chapter 143 I Can Afford to Lose

Hong Jiaqi nodded and watched him go downstairs along the corridor.

"An Lan, ask Aunt Qiu to prepare eight-treasure porridge, and bring it to Miss Leng later."

"Yes, Miss Hong." Hearing this, An Lan quickly went downstairs.

In the living room, Hong Jiaqi stood at the window, looking at the wisteria tree in the courtyard that had lost its green leaves, her eyes could not help moving to the easel covered with white cloth, thinking of the scene when Pei Zhihan was painting, she couldn't help walking over and opening the window. Bai Bu, as expected, saw the familiar painting, under the smoky blue sky, in the rain of purple petals, the purple figure standing alone under the sky, the wind blows her hair, spinning and struggling with the petals in the air.

What kind of complicated state of mind can draw such a complicated painting.

Hong Jiaqi involuntarily reached out to touch the painting. The paint had already dried and the painting was finalized, but she could clearly feel Pei Zhihan's breath when he painted this painting.

Cold and cold, the people in the painting are cold and cold.

Just a back view can feel her frailty, which is indeed not comparable to Leng Shuangruo.

"When my sister died, I remember Zhihan said that he would never marry anyone in his life." On the stairs, Leng Shuangruo stood there with a pale face, hands on the railing, looking at the standing woman with a complicated expression. Hong Jiaqi in front of the easel, "Maybe you will really be an exception."

Hong Jiaqi didn't expect that Leng Shuangruo's tone would be very calm when talking to herself, and she couldn't help but look back in surprise, "Why don't you take a good rest in the room and run out?"

"Is it because you appeared in his life earlier than me?" Leng Shuangruo clasped her fingers tightly on the armrest, her fingertips turned white. If she had entered Pei Zhihan's life before Hong Jiaqi, would Pei Zhihan love her now? Will it be her?

"..." Hong Jiaqi looked at her but didn't know what to say, she was just silent at the moment.

"I always thought that with a face like my sister's, I would be able to get together with Pei Zhihan more logically, and even faster, but it was also because of this face that Zhihan would get along with him again and again. Let me down, it seems that no matter at any time, he will always inadvertently call me by the wrong name." Leng Shuangruo said every word, walked to the easel with a distressed expression, looked at the back figure in the painting, stretched out his hand and gently Touching lightly, "I knew at that time that I would never be able to replace my sister. But, I just couldn't be reconciled, and I also loved Pei Zhihan. Why is it that my sister is the only one who walks into his heart? If she is dead, my chance should be Yes, I always felt that I could succeed.”

"Shuang Ruo" Hong Jiaqi listened to her sour confession, and for a moment didn't know how to comfort her.

"But you showed up." Leng Shuangruo turned her head to look at her, her sunken eyes were filled with hazy tears, "I could tell from the time in the apartment that Zhihan looked at you differently. But Where would I have thought that the person who should be my sister-in-law is not."

She still foolishly believed it.

Thinking of the first time we met in the apartment, Hong Jiaqi bowed her head sadly, "Leng Huang and I didn't mean to lie to you, and Pei Zhihan and I were not as affectionate as she imagined.

"I lost." Leng Shuang took a deep breath, forced back the tears in her eyes, and turned her head to prevent Hong Jiaqi from seeing, "Don't worry, if I, Leng Shuang, can afford to lose."

Resisting the soreness in her heart, Leng Shuangruo looked back at Hong Jiaqi with a smile on her face. Although there were still tears on her face, she said openly, "The girls in our Leng family are all strong. Just Like my sister, even when she died, she left with a smile."

(End of this chapter)