"Long Time no see, " Li Feihuan stopped in front of her and said gently. There was no trace of guilt or guilt in his voice. He was as calm as before.
"I think you said the same thing to me the last time we met, " Zhao Siqing smiled and said gently.
Li Feihuan's gaze fell on the scar on her cheek. He slowly raised his hand and slowly touched her cheek, as if he wanted to touch the scar.
Zhao Siqing tilted her head to avoid him. She looked at him with an exceptionally cold gaze. "Young Master Li, please respect yourself. "
Li Feihuan retracted his hand, smiled and said gently, "if Huo Jingchen treated you like this, would you avoid him as well? ''
"You're not him. " Zhao Siqing only replied with a few words.
He was not him, so many things did not have this assumption from the beginning.
Li Feihuan smiled and said again, "if one day, Huo Jingchen lost everything, would you still love him like this? "
Zhao Siqing furrowed her beautiful brows slightly, looked at him and said slowly, "you seem to have known about the last time Gu Anhui kidnapped me. "
Li Feihuan smiled and said, "you're worrying too much. I just think that Huo Jingchen is too arrogant and has too many grudges. Since he holds you in his hands like a jewel, you will inevitably become the target of public criticism and get revenge. "
Zhao Siqing's gaze was fixed on his face, trying to find some clues from his expression.
It was a pity that people like Li Feihuan had no flaws in his expression and there was no trace of him at all.
After a moment of silence, Zhao Siqing said gently, "It seems that I have to thank you properly. It's a pity that I still couldn't avoid that kidnapping. "
Li Feihuan approached Zhao Siqing, getting closer and closer.
Zhao Siqing did not expect him to suddenly approach her and took a few steps back.
However, she was already standing in front of the windowsill. After taking a few steps back, she leaned against the edge of the windowsill and had nowhere to retreat to.
Her gaze was cold as she looked at Li Feihuan warily.
However, when she thought that this was a hospital and that old Madam Huo was in the ward not far away, she gradually relaxed.
Li Feihuan's pair of warm and clear eyes looked straight at her and said in a low voice, "does it hurt? "
Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. She felt that the man in front of her was only an inch away from her. He was so close that she felt uncomfortable.
Zhao Siqing could not help but push him away. She looked at him coldly and said, "thank you for your concern, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you. "
Li Feihuan smiled. The red mole between his eyebrows and his pale face made him look a little strange. "Aren't we friends? "
Zhao Siqing looked at him directly and did not say anything this time.
Li Feihuan smiled lightly and did not say anything else.
Zhao Siqing didn't know what to say. When Li Feihuan was close to her, he would also give her a strong sense of oppression. However, this man's oppression was different from Huo Jingchen's overwhelming aura.
This man's oppression was more like a tangled vine growing from the inside. It wrapped around you bit by bit and tightened until you were suffocated.
The two of them stared at each other for a few seconds. Zhao Siqing slowly said, "what is the grudge between you and Huo Jingchen? "
She had to admit that Huo Jingchen's personality was often unlikable. He was arrogant, domineering, and even cruel and arrogant.
However, Li Feihuan's hatred and hatred towards him had clearly surpassed any ordinary feud. Even though he did not show it clearly, Zhao Siqing still felt that Li Feihuan was like a poisonous snake that was chasing after her.