Chapter 1367 Qin Qiao vs Zhan Qing

Chapter 1369

The more Zhan Qing thought about it, the more he couldn't control himself, suppressing the sadistic nature in his heart.

The idea of ​​just wanting to do bad things to Qiao Qiao could no longer be suppressed.

Corridor

Qiao Qiao stood at the window, while Zhan Yihan stood at a certain distance from her.

He didn't say anything, just stood there and looked at Qiao Qiao, with a calm expression.

"Before I lost my memory, I asked someone to watch you. What have you done in the past three years?"

"Your uncle Jiu may not know, but my people know."

Qiao Qiao supported her elbows on the windowsill, leaning slightly there, with her legs crossed, and her posture was casual and lazy.

It was this lazy temperament and slightly narrowed eyes that made people more unpredictable.

Zhan Yihan didn't expect Qiao Qiao to say this to him directly, and a slight surprise flashed under his gold-rimmed glasses.

He didn't rush to hide this surprise, but let it fade away slowly.

Then she returned to her normal state and said lightly, "Aunt Jiu, you are too suspicious."

"Don't call me Aunt Jiu. Just like I said to Si Nan just now, Uncle Jiu and I are not married. Don't call me that."

Qiaoqiao had a faint smile on her lips, very faint, but very cold.

"You call me Aunt Jiu. For me, it's just a feeling, uncomfortable."

"I don't know what you feel when you call me, but no matter how you think about it, you won't be willing."

"Since you are unwilling, why bother pretending."

Qiaoqiao's words can be said to be quite ruthless, although there are no dirty words or curses.

But, it is also impolite, however, Zhan Yihan, there is no embarrassment or displeasure.

"Okay, then call me Qiaoqiao, that's what I used to call you."

Zhan Yihan looked at Qiaoqiao, although his eyes were normal, but his tone was a little emotional.

Qiaoqiao's eyes sank, and he narrowed his eyes slightly to reveal a mocking arc.

"I don't remember our past, but I can't erase the past."

"But that only represents the past. My present and future are only related to your uncle Jiu. You'd better put away those self-righteous thoughts and don't fantasize about what you can do with me."

"Don't play any affectionate and lingering drama with me."

"I, Xi Qiao, will leave you here today. If you dare to make plans for the Zhan family, I will let you know what regret is."

"You should be familiar with the means I use to do things."

Zhan Yihan listened to every word Qiaoqiao said in his heart, listening carefully to every word.

"For me, what is unfamiliar is the present you."

Zhan Yihan nodded at Qiaoqiao after speaking, and then turned and left, saying only this sentence.

Qiaoqiao looked at Zhan Yihan's back and narrowed his eyes.

People who can be as calm as Zhan Yihan are either born with such a personality.

Or his endurance of forbearance is beyond ordinary people. Such people usually do things extremely cruelly.

It's fine if I don't show my fangs, but once I do, I'm sure I'll take your life.

When I quietly returned to the ward, Zhan Qing was sitting on the sofa.

I bit my lip quietly and walked in as if nothing had happened.

As if Zhan Qing didn't exist, I got on the bed and rolled myself up with the quilt.

Zhan Qing looked at the woman on the bed who had wrapped herself up like a silkworm pupa, squinted his eyes, stood up, walked to the door, and locked it.

The sound of the lock was particularly clear in this silent room.