"Jia Jia..." Zheng Zilin dragged out his last syllable and revealed a wicked smile. "We'll meet again next time..."
When she reached the corner, her slender wrist was faintly aching. "Let go! You're pinching me!" Zhao Jia struggled hard. "Peng Zezai!"
"Let go..." he said coldly. "Is that so?"
"Yes! You're pinching me."
In the next second, he released his grip.
Although she liked good-looking hands, it did not feel nice to be grabbed so harshly.
Ever since she was young, she had never suffered this kind of injustice.
No one dared to touch her.
She rubbed her wrist and said with a smile, "Peng Zezai, you're so anxious. You must be jealous."
'You ignored me in the morning, but now you know how to talk to me?
'Heh.'
She looked at his side profile. "You even sent someone to pick me up. So It's you who missed me..."
Peng Zezai said calmly, "That wasn't one of my people. I won't be jealous for you."
If he knew that the gift Lu Ming was talking about was her, he would stop him from doing such a thing no matter what.
All day long, he was actually causing trouble for him.
Zhao Jia was slightly stunned. If that was not his subordinate, then did this mean Li Yuan was not either?
Then what exactly happened yesterday?!
Although he let go of her, his footsteps were still very fast as he walked into the elevator.
She helplessly followed him.
In the dark night, a black Rolls-royce drove out of the parking lot.
In the car, Peng Zezai crossed his legs. He placed his slender hands on his legs. His white sleeves were rolled up. The streetlights outside the car window were shining brightly. His eyelids were slightly drooping, and his long eyelashes left a faint shadow on his face.
The two of them were separated by a noticeable distance. They were clearly in the same car, but they seemed to be separated by a thousand miles.
She stared at his gorgeous right hand as he took out the phone in his pants pocket and answered it.
Lu Ming's voice came out of the phone. "D*mn, brother Peng, what's the situation? Where did you take her? To bed?"
"Home."
Lu Ming smiled. "Hey, you're suddenly so affectionate! Then I won't disturb you anymore!"
After saying that, he immediately hung up the phone.
Peng Zezai held the phone carelessly and casually placed it on his lap.
She asked curiously, "Who was that man upstairs just now?"
"Zheng Zilin."
His voice was quite pleasant to hear.
"Do I know him very well?"
Peng Zezai said coldly, "You'd better stay away from him."
"Why? I think he..." That devilish face appeared in Zhao Jia's mind. "He's very pretty..."
Peng Zezai's lips curled up slightly. Pretty? To describe a man?
"I have no problem with good-looking people..." She leaned back in her chair with a smile. "Zheng Zilin is very good-looking. I think I should be able to become good friends with him."
'Why, are you unhappy?
'I want you to be unhappy!
'I won't stay away from him!
'Zheng Zilin might even be the father of this child!'
The car drove to a quiet road in the suburbs. There were no buildings on either side of the road, only the dim light of the street lamps, which made it seem much dimmer.
His face could not be seen clearly in the car, but she could still catch the outline of his perfect face.
His Adam's apple bobbed as he spoke. "Go ahead, I'm ready to collect your corpse at any time."
'Collect my corpse?'
She recalled Zheng Zilin's understatement just now: "Do you want me to help you kill her...?"
Ah!
She swallowed her saliva in fear. It was better to stay away from the devil.
Survival was the most important thing.
Thinking of this, her mood became even worse. She should have been drinking with her friends last night. Now, she should be on a flight to a foreign country. When she opened her eyes, she could go to the luxurious apartment outside campus that her father bought for her and just enjoy her university life.
But now, she had to carry a baby, face complicated family relationships, and a husband with no feelings for her. She was still not sure if the baby in her belly was her husband's...
What a rough fate! It was difficult!
The car drove into a manor called Yonghe. It was a ten-minute drive from the boulevard at the entrance to the villa inside. The car finally stopped at the fountain in front of the villa. The villa was brightly lit, and more than a dozen servants walked out, they stood on both sides.
The driver opened the door, and Peng Zezai was the first to get out of the car.
She was wrong.
The Peng family was not low-key at all.
Her family was also very rich, and there were only a few servants in the house. These dozen or so servants did not seem to be all the servants in the villa.
"Eldest young master, eldest young madam."
When they entered, they were led to the dining room by the butler.
Old Madam Peng sat at the white round table, and there was another person who should be Old Master Peng.
She did not see Peng Zezai's parents.
Old Madam Peng's face darkened when she saw her, but when she turned her gaze to Peng Zezai, she immediately smiled, afraid that her grandson would leave in the next second.
"I thought you guys wouldn't come back, but I'm glad I waited for you guys..."Old Madam Peng smiled and said, "Quickly sit down and eat. These are all your favorite dishes."
Zhao Jia looked at the light dishes on the table and complained internally because this was not her favorite food!