After hearing Li Feihuan's words, Zhao Siqing finally understood.
His goal was not to directly take her or Huo Jingchen's life, but to let Huo Jingchen think that she was dead.
Zhao Siqing was a little dazed. If Huo Jingchen thought that she was dead... ...
Zhao Siqing did not dare to imagine how painful it would be for him to see her die in front of him again, even without a complete corpse.
If he thought that his negligence and carelessness had caused her death, he would feel remorse and regret.
"What on earth do you want to do? Why do you have to provoke him so much! " Zhao Siqing turned her head and looked at Li Feihuan, not understanding what he was trying to do.
Li Feihuan looked straight at Zhao Siqing and said unhurriedly, "I just want to let him have a taste of what it's like to lose a loved one. I want to see him in so much pain that he wants to die. "
Zhao Siqing pursed her lips and the hand that was placed on the blanket slowly clenched into a fist. After a long while, she said coldly, "you're really a bastard. "
Li Feihuan did not care and smiled instead.
A few seconds later, he approached Zhao Siqing and said slowly, "He owes me this. "
Zhao Siqing's lips trembled slightly when she met his warm and strange eyes.
Their eyes met in the air. After a long time, Zhao Siqing avoided his gaze and said coldly, "since you hate him so much, why don't you really kill me? "
Hearing this, the smile on Li Feihuan's face faded a little. His gaze fell on the woman's small face and fell silent.
Zhao Siqing was not a fool. She knew that it was difficult for him to not reveal his weakness after all his efforts. Once Huo Jingchen found out that he was not the one who died, all of Li Feihuan's plans would be ruined.
Since he wanted Huo Jingchen dead, there was no need for him to take such a big risk. Wouldn't it be more thorough if he just killed her.
Li Feihuan stared at her for a long time and said slowly, "I have my own plans. You can live your own life for now. "
Then, he got up and left the room.
Zhao Siqing could feel that his face had changed, which was rare for a man like Li Feihuan.
After Li Feihuan came out of the bedroom, he spun the prayer beads in his hand a little faster.
The woman who had gone to Zhao Siqing's office with her that day walked out from the side. She looked at him coldly and said, "Zhao Siqing is right. You should have killed her directly. "
Li Feihuan's gaze turned colder. He looked up at her and said slowly, "I don't need others to question my decision. "
The woman met his calm gaze, lowered her head, and took two steps back to make way.
Li Feihuan left her side The woman looked up at his figure and could not help but say again, "you know Huo Jingchen is not easy to fool, but you still chose this method. I don't understand why you must protect Zhao Siqing. "
Li Feihuan's footsteps slowly came to a stop. He turned his head slightly to look at her and said, "she saved my life. "
The woman smiled lightly and said slowly, "you know this is not a reason. "
This time, Li Feihuan did not answer her question. He only said slowly, "do your own thing, or leave. "
After saying that, Li Feihuan turned around and left without looking back. It was obvious that he did not intend to talk to her anymore.
The woman stood behind him and watched his back. She slowly clenched her fists that hung by her side, getting tighter and tighter.
Even if he refused to admit it, she knew it.
He was moved by that woman. He was moved by the woman of his enemy.