The man's large hand held her shoulders tightly and asked, "Qingqing... do you not miss me anymore... "
His deep voice rang in her ears.
Zhao Siqing's heart trembled slightly. She lowered her eyes and did not make a sound
He was a little dissatisfied and said angrily, "speak! "
Zhao Siqing slowly opened her heavy eyelids and said softly with a choked voice, "No... "
He slowly raised the corners of his lips. His Bright Red Lips made people feel a sense of coldness for no reason. Clearly, he was not very satisfied with this answer.
"Ah! It hurts! "
Zhao Siqing woke up suddenly from her dream and broke out in cold sweat again.
The sound of her anklet seemed to be echoing in her ears. Zhao Siqing was extremely flustered.
She turned her head and looked around. The bedside lamp was still on, and the room was also hers.
It was a dream.. It was a dream again... ...
She looked at her ankle worriedly. It was still fine. There was nothing there.
Zhao Siqing let out a long sigh and leaned against the headboard of the bed. She was a little distracted.
Was she.. Dreaming Again?
Who was the man in the dream?
Why was she constantly dreaming about being bullied by him... ...
Zhao Siqing got up and poured herself a glass of water. She was a little upset.
When she thought of the chain that was locked on her feet in the dream, she felt her heart tremble.
Zhao Siqing sat in a daze in front of her desk. She really didn't feel sleepy.
Even now, she could still feel the cold and heavy pressure from the man. It was hard for her to breathe.
Zhao Siqing curled up in her boss's chair and looked at her computer, but she was a little absent-minded.
It was all Huo Jingchen... ...
But did the man in her Dream Really Exist?
*
The next morning.
Zhao Siqing had just arrived at the studio when Yang Jingqiu came over.
After Yang Jingqiu entered the studio, she glanced at her and saw that there were two faint patches of gray under her eyes. She frowned and asked, "is Huo Jingchen still staying at your place? "
"No, I'm a little late, " Zhao Siqing said slowly.
Yang Jingqiu laughed mockingly. "Do your few clients need you to be so late? "
Zhao Siqing did not say anything. She looked at her coldly.
Yang Jingqiu didn't continue the topic. She sat across from her and threw a few photos to her.
Zhao Siqing looked at the photos in front of her and frowned slightly.
The photos were all of the same woman. She looked a little delicate, but she was still a beauty.
Zhao Siqing only felt that the woman in the photos looked familiar. She thought for a while, but she still couldn't remember who the person in the photos was.
She simply stopped thinking and looked at Yang Jingqiu gently. "What do you want to say? "
"This is the young lady whose legs were broken by Lu Qian, " Yang Jingqiu looked straight at her and said coldly.
Zhao Siqing was stunned. She could not help but recall the scene she saw at Lu Qian's house that day... ...
At that time, she saw a side profile of a woman, but she did not have a deep impression of her.
"Back then, when you insisted on being with Lu Qian, I thought you had a lot of confidence. Now, it seems that you are not as good as a young lady! " Yang Jingqiu said coldly. Her words were extremely harsh.
Even though she had been used to her cold words for so many years, at this moment, Zhao Siqing's heart still hurt slightly.
In this world, how many mothers would compare their children to miss?