Chapter 1989 Young Master Li Chases His Wife (1)

After saying that, she walked straight out. When she reached the stairs, she raised her hand and touched her neck, which was covered with bruises. She turned her head and looked towards the office, with a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes.

An Ziqi, you wait!

She will definitely let her taste the taste of life worse than death, and then send her to the eighteenth level of hell with her own hands.

Finally, there were only two of them left in the president's office.

The smile on An Ziqi's face faded, and she sat motionless on the sofa.

The hand on her side finally couldn't restrain itself anymore and trembled slightly.

The thorns on her heart tightened more and more, piercing her heart closely, and the pain made her almost unable to breathe.

A pair of eyes that were always full of stars and shining brightly, now looked dimly and lifelessly ahead.

The originally fair little face was now as pale as paper.

The rosy little mouth was bitten by her and turned white, oozing a little blood.

Xiao Moli finally didn't have to worry anymore, and turned her face around in panic, "An An, I didn't, I really didn't want to betray you. What Lin Qiaoqiao said was not true, I don't know what happened last night? I just drank a cup of green tea."

A light flashed in his mind, and he thought of something, and his face suddenly became uglier, "She must have tampered with that cup of green tea, I will ask someone to take it for testing immediately."

He usually pays attention to these things, and it was Sasha who brought it to him at that time, so he didn't have any doubts.

Unexpectedly, he was still used by Lin Qiaoqiao.

He turned his head and looked for the cup of green tea on the desk, but there was no shadow of the water cup on the desk.

There was only the dinner he hadn't touched last night, and a thermos box.

Thermobox?

Xiao Moli felt even more uncomfortable. It turned out that An Ziqi came here so early to bring him breakfast. She always thought about him like this.

Just because he had a stomachache in front of her once, she remembered it in her heart and kept thinking about it, fearing that he would forget to eat and starve himself.

But what did he do?

When she came to bring him breakfast with love, she saw such a scene.

Self-blame, regret, pain and correction mixed together. Seeing An Ziqi's eyes dim and lifeless, her heart ached and she wanted to die.

All the explanations seemed so pale and powerless at this moment.

"An An, believe me, I really don't know."

An Ziqi sat there stiffly with her eyes motionless, and slowly said, "I know."

The moment she saw that it was Lin Qiaoqiao, she had guessed that this must be a trap designed by Lin Qiaoqiao.

She also didn't believe that Xiao Moli would betray her for Lin Qiaoqiao.

However, she knew rationally that it was not Xiao Moli's fault, but emotionally she couldn't accept it for a while.

She needed time to slowly digest and accept this fact.

However, the looming bite mark on the collar of Xiao Moli's shirt reminded her all the time that Xiao Moli was really with Lin Qiaoqiao...

The red bite mark stung her eyes.

"An'an."

Xiao Moli looked at her. The calmer An Ziqi was, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Even if she cried, hit him, or scolded him, he would feel better.

But her calmness and rationality made him feel more distressed and sad.

"An'an, I'm sorry."

"I don't blame you."

An Ziqi spoke bitterly. Xiao Moli was a human, not a god. As long as he was a human, he would always be careless.