Luxury family's favor: BOSS's forbidden heart

Then, she said in a cold voice, "Huang Puyu, don't you just mind that Su ziyao has another man in his heart? I tell you, if there is, what can you do? You bastard, you don't know love at all, and what qualifications do you have to deprive others of the right to love? You think it's too smooth. Do you think everyone will revolve around you like a bee?"

Ziqi forked her waist, and the more she scolded, the more energetic she was.

"I tell you, you are not fart in Su ziyao's heart. It's ridiculous that you thought you were her day. She loves others. How can she treat you? It's ridiculous. If you have the ability, get out of here and let's theory..."

Su Ziqi successfully angered Huang pucong. Looking at Huang pucong on the screen, her eyebrows were deeply locked, and her face suddenly became pale. The goblet in his hand was crushed by him, and the glass residue was cut into the skin. It was very painful, but he didn't care.

At this moment, Huang puchong had only one idea, that is, he would not let the woman go. Since the woman took the initiative to provoke him, he would wait to die.

Huangpu pushed open the door and went out. The servant standing outside the door saw his hand pierced by broken glass. The blood donation on his hand kept flowing, shocking.

The servant anxiously said, "young master, I'll get the medicine box."

Huang puchong didn't answer, but turned and walked quickly towards his bedroom.

Ziqi still scolded: "don't think you can cover up the sky and control my life. Even if you bully me, you don't want to occupy my new life. There are others in my heart..."

The door of the room was kicked open by Huang Pu. His dark face and cold voice shouted at the people outside the door: "no one is allowed to enter this room without my command. No matter what you hear, you are not allowed to enter."

The bodyguards and servants outside the door answered, "yes."

After closing the door, Huang Pu walked towards Su Ziqi with a calm face. After seeing him, Su Ziqi seemed to look at hope.

She smiled at him in surprise, and her tone changed 180 degrees: "you're here."

The contrast is so great that people feel bored.

Huang Pu glanced at Su Ziqi's clothes and ordered coldly, "wear a normal dress."

Ziqi looked down at herself. She was wearing the same clothes as she didn't. She fell into the state of sleeve length, and her face turned red and hot to death.

If there was a seam, she would try her best to get in and hide herself. However, there was no one here. She could only continue to show off with her scalp.

Su Ziqi stretched out her hand to support her head and looked up at Huang Puyu: "master, come and enjoy me."

Her tone is whiny and full of charm. Her body is white and her sleeves are slim. She is a good product. If it had been in the past, Huang Puyu might have rushed over.

But at this time, he has an unusually good concentration.

The reason why he will have such a good concentration is not that Su Ziqi's style is not in place, but that her suit of clothes really makes him uncomfortable.

Huangpu looked at Ziqi. Without any hesitation, she turned and quickly walked to the wardrobe, took a long coat and wrapped Su Ziqi directly.

Then he dragged her up from the ground and threw her heavily on the sofa.

Su Ziqi was very quiet and let Huangpu throw her on the sofa. She looked up, looked at him, and smiled gently at the corners of her mouth.

It seems that she is very happy, but in fact, her inner emotions are complex.

Just as Ziqi was waiting for Huang puchong's domineering attack, Huang puchong supported her body and glanced at her coldly.

Then, with a cold voice, he said to her, "be honest and don't let any moths rise."

The voice fell, and he turned to leave.

Looking at his back, Ziqi was anxious. She took out all her courage to let herself go out. She was so shameless that she made herself feel sick.

But she had worked so hard, but she had not played any role. She was attacked by a feeling of failure.

That's a terrible feeling.

Ziqi asked Huang puchong, "is it because I didn't do well? Didn't it make you feel?"

Also deliberately stopped and asked her coldly, "are you doing everything for that man?"

The question suddenly plunged into Ziqi's heart. The answer was yes, but she didn't want to admit it. She was silent and didn't deny it.

Huangpuyong suddenly seemed to be stimulated by someone. He turned uncontrollably, quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed Ziqi's collar.

He pulled her up from the sofa with great force, making her less than ten centimeters away from him. Then, she said fiercely to him in a cold voice: "listen to me, that man could still live, but now, I've decided that I want him to die ugly."

After saying that, he threw Su Ziqi heavily on the sofa, like throwing a garbage bag, so ruthless.

Ziqi, who fell on the sofa, was flustered. She had worked so hard, but she didn't expect that things were developing in the opposite direction. No, she couldn't let things go so bad.

If the situation goes on so bad, she knows that Tang Zhongyan will die, because Huang puchong is a devil.

When Tang Zhongyan turned around, Su Ziqi fought her life and hugged his thigh. She was full of panic and shouted at him: "no, no, I beg you, just let him go. As long as you let him go, I'll do anything."

What he hates most is that Su Ziqi is so humble. The more he hates this woman, the more humble she is. This is to challenge his limits.

Huang Pu looked back and saw Su Ziqi looking up at him, pitiful.

He didn't have half pity for her. He had a lot of hate for the man who made this woman so humble. She took that man very seriously.

"Is he really that important?" Huang puchong was suddenly curious.

Zi Qi nodded and answered definitely, "he is the closest person in my life."

Doesn't the woman think it's enough to stimulate his nerves? Even so, Huang puchong, who was already very angry, was even more angry, but he had not done anything. Su Ziqi, who grabbed his feet, said anxiously: "as long as you let him go, I promise I will never contact him again. I promise I will never appear in front of him again."

"Really?" Huang puchong was suddenly interested. He stared at Ziqi and asked.