Chapter 239: How Much Money Did You Get?

For a moment, everything was quiet.

Si Zhengting didn't know how long he stood there and how much he heard.

He was wearing a white shirt and had a lean and slender body. He looked so cold and distant in the night, and his whole body was filled with a cold air that kept people away from him!

In his sharp phoenix eyes, there was no change in any emotion, but it was more frightening than anger, because, in those twin pupils, a huge wave was brewing at this moment.

Being looked at by him like this, Zhuang Nainai felt a strong pressure coming, and the air around her was condensed, making her even a little uncomfortable to breathe.

He was so scary, so scary that her brain short-circuited for a moment.

Zhuang Nainai widened her eyes and tried to recall what she had just said, connecting the previous and subsequent sentences. Zhuang Nainai suddenly realized that Si Zhengting had misunderstood something. She hurriedly stepped forward and explained: "Si Zhengting, listen to me, it's not like that, I..."

"How much money did you take?"

The voice was cold and suppressed with anger. If you taste it carefully, you can hear the tremor in it.

Zhuang Nainai felt that her heart was inexplicably tightened because of this voice. The relationship that had finally eased in the past few days was about to reach a freezing point again?

No, she had to explain it clearly.

Zhuang Nainai's throat tightened and she swallowed hard, "Listen to me, it's not like that! It's your mother..."

Before she finished speaking, the man in front of her suddenly stepped forward, and his iron-like fingers tightly grasped her chin, making her raise her head to face him.

A trace of regret flashed across Si Zhengting's eyes, "Answer my question, how much money did you take?"

How much money could be compared to his position in her heart?

He thought of all kinds of reasons why she suddenly left him that year, but he had never thought of this.

Even when she said that Ms. Ding did something bad to her, he believed her without hesitation and was still thinking about how to make it up to her, but what was the result?

Was it because she promised Ms. Ding not to tell what happened that year, or because... she was too embarrassed to say it?

Thinking of this,

his fingers unconsciously exerted force.

Zhuang Nainai felt like her jaw was about to be pinched off. She was in pain and her tears were rolling in her eyes. The words she wanted to explain were stuck in her throat. She stared at Si Zhengting with her eyes wide open, knowing that if she couldn't explain this matter clearly, then they would never be able to reconcile.

At this point, what else did she care about?

Zhuang Nainai bit her lip and said in one sentence: "Si Zhengting, it's your mother who is sorry for my mother..."

Before she finished speaking, the man in front of her suddenly raised his voice, "How much?"

Zhuang Nainai was frightened by his raised voice and trembled all over. The words that came to her mouth were stuck again.

She looked at him in horror...

Whether it was five years ago or five years later, Si Zhengting had never been so radical.

Five years ago, when he was angry, at most he ignored you.

Five years later, he was ruthless. If you offended him, even if he was angry, he was indifferent, and his tone was calm even if he was venomous.

But now...

His eyes were full of sinister intent, and the hand that was pinching her chin tightened again, causing Zhuang Nainai to feel as if her bones were about to break.

She was already afraid of him. Thinking about his means of revenge, thinking about the last time he caught her with a tattoo, thinking about how he pressed Boss Huang's hand into the iron plate, his usual means gradually emerged in front of her...making Zhuang Nainai even more afraid at this moment.