The daughter is poisonous: The Boss' runaway bride

Chapter 232 Woman, Concentrate 01
Ye Wanqing couldn't help frowning, this action obviously hurt Tang Xi, he directly understood that she didn't want to see him, did he think he ruined her good deed?

Do you think he interrupted her going out to eat with Zhao Yinger?
The anger in his heart was originally only a little bit, but now it was burned into a fire by her eyes, almost swallowing him himself.

Ye Wanqing could feel his anger immediately, she was so familiar with him now, she could tell whether he was happy or angry with his eyes and movements.

He has always been indifferent about his emotions and anger, and he will not yell when he is angry like others, and dance when he is happy. When he is happy, his eyes are softer and more lazy. When he is angry, his eyes are as bright as a knife.

He is too deep, even if he is furious, he can make eyebrows and lips without any abnormality, just like an ancient well, unfathomable, making people unable to guess his mind.

Just like now, when he was angry, he didn't look at her, his brows didn't raise, and the corners of his lips didn't straighten. He was still so calm, without any expression.

But Ye Wanqing knew that if he glanced over, that glance would be so bright that it would make people tremble.

She turned and fled subconsciously, entered the house, and closed the door.

She was very scared. She didn't want to experience what happened in the villa that day again.

She couldn't take more.

Maybe the more he loves Xia Zhenzhen, the more he feels guilty, and when he finds that he can't satisfy his desire/desire, he will turn to look for her and vent on her to the fullest.

The more he does this, the more he will hate her and hurt her.

She couldn't, and didn't dare to say it, she was afraid that if Tang Xi knew that he was just using her as a substitute, and that the one he really loved was Xia Zhenzhen, he would kill her to silence her.

She can't die now, she hasn't helped her father, she hasn't taken good care of her grandma.

Ye Wanqing closed the door and stood inside, eavesdropping on the movement outside. Fortunately, Tang Xi didn't kick the door in, which made her heave a sigh of relief.

She walked to the bed weakly and sat down, but she was restless. She didn't hear anything for a long time. Tang Xi neither went out nor came.

After a long time, she couldn't help but opened the door and went out, only to find that Tang Xi was lying on the sofa and fell asleep.

He wore the suit he wore at work and didn't take it off. He just slept with his clothes on like that. He was probably too tired and slept deeply, his brows were tightly frowned, and the long eyelashes that women would be jealous of perched quietly, like the wings of a butterfly. wing.

Ye Wanqing sighed, took out the quilt, and covered him gently.

Who knew that he woke up, opened his eyes and looked at her, his eyes were so cold and sharp, she couldn't help but tremble in fright.

Tang Xi pushed her hand away and sat up. The suit on his body was custom-made and did not leave any creases because of his rudeness.

Following his movements, it immediately returned to a flat appearance without any wrinkles.

"Where's your wallet?" Tang Xi asked directly.

Ye Wanqing blinked, "What wallet?"

Tang Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze was like a torch, and stared at her brightly, "Playing stupid?"

Ye Wanqing suddenly remembered that what he said was the wallet he gave her back then, she gave it to Lin Ting.

Even if that bag is expensive, it is a woman's bag after all, he, why does he ask this?
Ye Wanqing was flustered and could hardly answer. She hesitated, her voice trembling slightly, "I, I am useless, too precious."

(End of this chapter)