A Star Reborn: The Queen’s Return

The ward is very empty, with fine grained wooden floors, floor to ceiling windows, and large expanses of haze.

Ye Xingfei’s bed is opposite to the side of the bed, with a set of sofas, an expensive leather texture, and a man sitting on it. He casually put a wool coat on his hand, wearing a black shirt, silver vest, quietly looking out the window, smoking a cigarette.

Xia Wei’s footsteps stopped, and for a few seconds, the brain was blank.

He turned his face and looked at her quietly, high above, like an emperor.

She stepped back a few steps and suddenly turned and pulled the door of the ward with her hand. The heavy wooden door seemed to have rooted on the ground, and she couldn’t move it until she pushed and pulled. She slammed her body a few times and then heard the voice of the scorpion -

"Don't waste your effort. When you come in, the door is locked from the outside."

Xia Yu panicked back, facing his dark eyes, against the sky, can not see the look. She involuntarily retracted her body, and her back was pressed against the smooth wooden door, and she had to integrate herself into the door.

"You are very afraid of me." He looked at her and asked slowly, "Why?"

She is stiff and can't speak.

He slowly quenched the smoke in his hand in the ashtray: "Chu Yu sometimes does things rudely. If you scare you, I am sorry. Right, I haven't introduced myself yet, I am..."

"Zi Ziheng," Xia Wei tried to hide the trembling in his voice. "Let your people open the door and let me go."

"You know who I am." He said, smiling slightly, very gentle. "Few people dare to talk to me in this tone. I appreciate your guts."

In fact, she has no guts, her legs are almost unable to stand, and she can’t wait for the door to stand out.

Hiding her hands behind her, she secretly pulled the door handle, but no matter how she tried, the door was always strong. Xia Yu was anxious to see the sweat on his forehead, the six gods have no owner, and Jiao Xin’s parents still can’t come, if they can appear immediately, how good it is to open the door for her...

Zhai Ziheng seems to have seen her mind: "Give up, hope that your parents are useless - I let Chu Yu contact them, so they will bring you here today."

She stunned and her heart sank slowly.

It turned out that they got together to fool her. This trip is not about Fifi.

In this life and in this world, she has been careful and consciously to alienate everyone around her. However, she is always unable to prevent it, or is sold completely by people around her.

"What advantage do you give them?" she asked hard.

"With a little money, it is enough to make them grateful." Yan Ziheng still smiles. "It is better to talk about our affairs than to care for others. You can sit down, I am not used to talking up."

He pointed to the couch opposite him.

Xia Wei stood in the same place and did not dare to move. He only said: "There is nothing to talk about between us."

He doesn't mean nothing: "My patience is very limited, Ye Xingyu. Are you coming over, or am I helping you?"

Xia Wei learned the hidden danger from his voice. For more than ten years, she has understood deeply that the man in front of him, the softer the voice, the gentler the posture, the more terrible the means of disposing of the person.

At this moment, the fear of sleeping deep in the soul is boundless and inexhaustible. It seems to be a curse. She instinctively moves her footsteps. Before she realizes it, she has already walked to him and sat down to the designated position obediently.

He looked at her with satisfaction: "This is what you are."

She woke up and was terrified about what had just happened - what is the situation, why, after experiencing life and death, still as long as his words, she will do it? !

Looking at him in a panic, separated by a glass tea table, his face is clearer than the night snow, handsome and majestic, like a god... as the eternal father, mentor, and lover in her memory.

Stinging in her heart, she struggled to stop.

Zhai Ziheng is also looking at her, even if she is holding her head, she can feel the burning sight, as if she peeled off her clothes in an inch and inch, evaluated her body and baked her soul.

In front of him, she seems to never be in the limelight.

Xia Yan frowned and embarrassed to hide in the sofa.

He smiled and condescended: "So far, you have made me very satisfied." Then he threw out the same thing and threw it on the glass tea table. "Maybe Chu Yu did not tell you clearly, follow me, you can get the ratio." You can imagine a lot more."

She looked down and the table was a blank check.

"As long as you nod, the numbers above are filled in."

She only felt a little embarrassed, as if there was any history in the re-enactment - that year, the 12-year-old Xiao Xia was going home to follow her sister’s money for the treatment of her sister’s money; now, the man has paid for it and tried to get her Follow him?

It is a pity that she is no longer a little Xia in the past, and she will not make such mistakes.

Her voice is very dry: "I don't need this kind of thing."

Zhai Ziheng patiently spoke to her: "What do you need? Tell me."

She bit her lip and said in her heart, 裴子衡, you can't afford it.

So choose silence.

He ordered another cigarette: "It seems that Chu Yu is right, you are still a child who is not sensible." Slowly spit out the white smoke circle, his eyes are very distant, "but you have to know, occasionally play If you are tempered and rude, if you are too capricious, you will always be taught..."

His voice gradually went down, as if he was talking to her, and he was talking to himself.

Xia Wei’s eyes were a little uncomfortable, about being smoked, and closed slightly. The scenes of the past have come to the fore, in those days of imprisonment, those terrible memories...

I couldn't help but shudder, and she took the courage to open her mouth: "Hey... Dong," she whispered. "I am just a trivial little person. It is not worth your thoughts, let me go, okay?" There are so many people waiting to be picked by you..."

"Who I choose is not yours, Ye Xingzhen." He interrupted her words and his eyes returned to clarity. "What you need to do is accept this check, or..."

He looked at her coldly: "Or you will want to appreciate, your sister is pulled out of the infusion tube."

Once, the world said that he was cold and cruel, but she did not agree, because at that time he was too good for her, and the gentle side was always revealed. Now, when she is no longer the Xia Wei who is held in the palm of her hand, standing in front of him as a small person, she deeply understands the indifference of the absolute power that is unique to me.

In his eyes, it is probably like crushing an ant to crush a leaf sister.

But Xia Wei can't back down. The result of retreating can only be death. It's not Ye Xingfei's death, or she's dying. She would rather die once she returned to her life and was kept at the mercy of others.