Luxury family's favor: BOSS's forbidden heart

She waited quietly for the call, like an unpopular concubine waiting for the emperor's call, waiting for suffering, inexplicably happy.

Yes, why do you feel happy? That feeling made Ziqi very incomprehensible, but it felt like she had a root in her heart and couldn't get rid of it.

I don't know how long it took. When she felt that she was about to suffer, the heavy carved door was finally opened.

The person who came in was No. 38. She was holding a bright red yarn skirt in her hand. As she walked in the direction of Ezi Qi, she said, "madam, the young master said, let you change into this skirt to see him."

Huang puyong is a very overbearing person. Even at such a moment, she still cares what clothes she wears. Ziqi hates the color of the skirt.

The bright red color was dazzling. As soon as it fell into her eyes, she immediately remembered Huang Pu lying on the ground with blood flowing from her chest.

The dazzling bright red frightened Ziqi. She shook her head and refused: "no, I don't wear it, I don't wear it."

No. 38 had held the gauze skirt to her eyes. Ziqi stretched out her hand and grabbed the gauze skirt. Then, like a demon, she threw the gauze skirt on the ground and stepped on it.

Her behavior was very abrupt. She startled No. 38. No. 38 asked anxiously, "madam, madam, what's the matter with you?"

Zi Qi was upset. She rushed to No. 38 and said, "go tell Huang puchong and tell him that I don't wear this skirt and I don't want to stay in this room. I want to go out immediately."

This is the scene of the accident. She was very afraid. She took the tone of command with her words. When she calmed down a little, she realized how passive her position is now. In such a passive situation, what qualifications does she have to ask for.

No. 38 did not leave because of her order, but stood quietly beside her without saying a word.

Ziqi turned her head and asked, "Why are you still standing here? Go and ask him quickly. Go quickly, go quickly."

No. 38 bowed his head and was full of apology: "I'm sorry, madam. I dare not say that to the young master."

After a moment of silence, she continued, "the young master said, if you don't want to wear this skirt, you won't see her, and you'll stay here forever."

Nothing can punish her more than to let her stay here. Ziqi's eyelids beat wildly, and her heart was breaking.

She hugged herself and said, "if you don't see it, you won't see it."

Curled up on the sofa, his eyes will always look at the floor unconsciously, and Huang Pu's pale face will appear in his mind.

Is she really going to be locked up here for life? There is no sunshine, no breeze, no smell of the air, and even after today, I don't know for a few years.

Such a life, a gray is not enough to describe.

What she hates most is being bound. What she hates most is that she has no freedom.

Her eyes moved slowly and looked at the bright red gauze skirt. The gorgeous color was very dazzling. She knew that Huang Puyu was intentional and deliberately asked someone to bring her a bright red gauze skirt in order to scare her.

Don't you just wear a skirt? What's terrible? He must have expected that she didn't dare to wear it, and she was going to wear it.

Ziqi rushed down from the sofa. She quickly walked towards the floor and reached out to pick up the big red dress on the ground.

Holding a long skirt, she went to the bathroom.

The dazzling bright red always reminded her that she was almost carrying a human life, just a skirt, but it gave her infinite pressure.

When Ziqi came out of the bathroom, No. 38 stared at her and her eyes were straight: "madam, the young master's eyes are really good. This skirt and suit you. It's so beautiful."

Obviously, she has a good figure and wears everything like a clothes shelf, but she has to say that Huang Puyu has a good eye. Ziqi despises such words on No. 38.

She asked, "can you go to see Huangpu now?"

No. 38 nodded and said, "madam, come with me."

Finally, she was able to leave the dark room. Ziqi was suddenly in a good mood. She followed the footsteps of No. 38 out of the heavy door. When she turned back, the heavy door was closing slowly and making a dull sound.

I hope she will never come back to this annoying place. Don't come back to her. Even if she dies, she won't go into that dark and depressing place again.

Following the footsteps of No. 38, Ziqi arrived at the top floor. Outside the door of Huangpu's house, there were more than 20 bodyguards, windbreaker and sunglasses, all of whom stared at Ziqi with great spirit.

Ziqi is very uncomfortable. Those bodyguards are full of hate for her and hate her for her actions against Huang puchong.

But she felt that Huang puchong was too abnormal to people. He couldn't get people's support at all. How could these bodyguards really care about him? It must be because of his money.

Ziqi had to let herself think a lot of things. Only in this way, she would not let herself calm down and think about the scene of assassinating Huang puchong.

The footsteps stopped at the gate. Two bodyguards standing on both sides of the gate, one holding a door handle, opened the gate and let Ziqi in.

Ziqi walked slowly. Huangpu's room was so big that it was as big as a playground. Although the room was large, Ziqi saw him as soon as she stepped in.

He sat with his back to the gate, his upper body bare, and gauze wrapped around his left shoulder to his chest. Even if he was injured, his back sat upright, and the muscle lines of his body were faint.

Ziqi walked slowly over. It was a sunny day. The warm sunshine came in from the bright landing window without stinginess.

"Are you all right?" Ziqi opened her mouth carefully.

Huang puchong, who was sitting with his back to her, didn't look back at her, but asked her coldly, "you want me to die, don't you?"

I had this idea before. Who called him so hateful.

But looking at the way he fell in a pool of blood, she was afraid. Now she doesn't want him to die. She doesn't want to carry a human life on her. She doesn't want her life to be more unscrupulous and run in the dark direction.

Ziqi was silent and didn't answer.

A faint voice came from Huang Pu. He said, "I'll give you another chance."

Ziqi wondered, "a chance?"

She doesn't understand. What does he mean, what chance? A chance to escape? If so, that would be great, but she thought she thought too much.