This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

   Chapter 841 Ji Suxin, tell me, what have you done!

   After he finished speaking, Yan Shiqi sighed, "After all, it was an accident, no one could think of it."

  Song Qiyu squinted his eyes: "Then this'accident', did Mr. Qin investigate?"

  He actively mentioned that Yan Shiqi felt weird.

  She would not be so stupid to answer truthfully, she said dimly, "Maybe."

  Song Qiyu's gaze moved from the cuffs to her face, the look was very complicated, his thin lips moved, and he stopped talking.

  Yan Shiqi saw this scene and blinked gently, "What does Teacher Song want to say?"

  He was silent, and shook his head softly: “It’s nothing, you pay more attention to rest. I’ve been in Licheng recently. If you have any needs, you can contact me at any time. I have something to do in the afternoon, so don’t bother me.”

After finishing his words, he got up, nodded towards Wen Cheng, and hurriedly left the ward.

  Song Qiyu walked a bit urgently, and did not even greet Yan Shiyang.

  In the ward, Yan Shiqi and Wen Cheng looked at each other, only to feel strange.

   Just now Song Qiyu obviously had something to say, but the words came to a halt.

  The thoughts of the two sisters surged uncontrollably, Yan Shi Yang Ze forced to stand in place, not knowing what happened.

  ……

  Downstairs, parking lot.

When Song Qiyu returned to the car, his expression was very gloomy.

  He took out his cell phone and made a call.

   "Master!"

   "Bring Ji Suxin to Yuhe Tea Art House to see me." He threw out a sentence and hung up.

  Damn things, people who shouldn't be moved, bold.

  Half an hour later, Yuhe Tea House.

  In the Zen Xuan, Song Qiyu wore a gray checkered shirt and sat in front of the log tea table. He leaned in the chair of the grand master, his eyes were like blades, and fell sharply and darkly on Ji Suxin's body.

  Today's Ji Suxin looks like an ordinary passerby without the dress of beautiful clothes and beautiful clothes.

  The white down jacket is matched with a pair of black jeans, but her pure temperament is undiminished.

  Song Qiyu stared at her instantly, even if she didn't say anything, the depression and solemnity that made Ji Su panicked still spread in the tea room.

  "Mr Song..."

  Ji Suxin pursed her lips, and it took a long time before she made a sound.

  She was scared of the man in front of her, very scared, especially when staring at him with eyes like this, like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, she might be put to death at any time.

  Ji Suxin didn't dare to make any trouble, and could only bite the bullet and shrank to break the silence.

  Song Qiyu's posture is lazy, his shirt is pulled to the arm, he pinches his eyebrows with two fingers, half-closes his eyes, his voice is low, "Tell me, what have you done!"

  Ji Suxin's eyelids twitched, and her heart panicked.

   She blinked her eyes and asked in a strong and calm voice, "Mr Song, what do you mean by this?"

   "Ji Suxin..." Song Qiyu said her name very slowly, "You know, I don't have much patience."

   In one sentence, she almost broke the psychological defense line she had worked hard to build.

  Ji Suxin didn’t want to admit defeat. All the things she did had just begun. How could she stop in the middle? !

   "President Song, I...really don't know..."

   "Pop—"

   Accompanied by her blurt out sophistry, Song Qiyu directly smashed the teapot on the table onto the ground in front of her.

  His eyes were like torches, burning with anger, and sarcastically said with a smile but a smile: "Do you think that the things you do can be concealed from the sky and everyone?"

   Ji Suxin was full of horror, afraid of being seen through her, so she could only lower her head to cover up her anxiety and gaffe.

  Song Qiyu sneered and stood up from the master chair, walked slowly across the tea table, and stood heavy in front of her.

  He reached out and clamped her jaw.

  The force was so great that Ji Su’s eyes were wet with tears in an instant.

  (End of this chapter)