Aunt Mei asked worriedly, then lowered her voice and said: "Young Mistress, last night the Eldest Young Master lost his temper, didn't eat dinner, and was alone in the study without seeing anyone."
He loses his temper?
Is it because of her, or Tang Ruomeng?
"What happened to him?" Xia Qiao sighed secretly, but couldn't help asking one more question.
Pei Lichuan is a man who doesn't know how to cherish himself. He is not in good health. If he doesn't eat dinner, his stomach will probably feel uncomfortable.
"I don't know too well! The young master has been unhappy these days I wanted to call the young mistress last night, but the young master ordered us not to look for anyone, saying that you will come back if you like."
Will love come back or not?
These four words are full of so much sadness and disregard.
Xia Qiao is not being hypocritical, but she also feels ashamed to death.
"Really?" Xia Qiao lowered her head, her voice was very low.
"Young Mistress, what happened to you and the Eldest Young Master? The two husband and wife have been fighting at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. It's been several days. Why is it getting more and more violent?"
Aunt Mei sighed, and handed Xia Qiao a glass of water, "Young Mistress, bring the warm water that the young master asked for just now, and take a look at the young master by the way."
Xia Qiao reached out to take it, hesitated for a few seconds, and went to the study to find someone with the water glass.
In the past few days, the relationship between them seems to have fallen into a freezing point.
The two lived under the same roof, but they seldom met and did not speak. They were busy with their own affairs. At night, he either stayed in the study to sleep, or simply went out.
Xia Qiao was a little confused about the current situation.
"Knock, knock!" While thinking, she reached out and knocked on the door.
A man's cold voice came from inside: "Come in!"
Xia Qiao pushed the door open and walked in. The man was working at his desk, his broad shoulders resting on the table, his slender neck stretched out in an arc, and he was looking down at the documents in his hand meticulously. There was still a laptop open in front of him
It seems that it is really busy.
"Your water!" Xia Qiao said, only to realize that her voice was very hoarse.
Last night, she drank too much and her throat became hoarse.
Hearing her voice, the man seemed to pause, but he didn't look up: "Put it down!"
Xia Qiao put down the cup, lowered his eyes, and could see his curled eyelashes cast a shadow on his face, cold and stubborn, with a cold aura all over his body, repelling people thousands of miles away.
"Pei Lichuan, I want to talk to you"
If he really still cares about Tang Ruomeng and wants Tang Ruomeng to come back, she can
Pei Lichuan frowned fiercely, raised his eyes, and said coldly: "I'm very busy! Get out!"
He doesn't want to talk to Xia Qiao at all now!
This woman is a big liar! She said she won't like Ye Shaohua, and she sticks to him as soon as she sees him, and she smiles so happily
Now that Ye Shaohua has broken up with Xia Mo'er, she should be very happy too!
When Pei Lichuan thought that there were other men hidden in this woman's heart, he couldn't control his anger and wanted to get angry.
But that night, he drank and forced her.
Pei Lichuan didn't want to become irrational again, so he simply avoided meeting and talking with Xia Qiao.
"Pei Lichuan!"
"This time should be working time, right?" The man turned his eyes so coldly that Xia Qiao couldn't say a word.
That kind of indifference, alienation, and even a touch of sarcasm made Xia Qiao's mind go blank, as if he was half deprived of oxygen and unable to think.
Xia Qiao moved her lips, but she didn't say anything after all. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com