Father Lei, who was sitting on the sofa and looking down to read a magazine, raised his head when he heard the words, and when he saw that it was her, the light in his eyes sank suddenly, his already majestic face became more and more suffocated, and the lines of his lips condensed unpleasantly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Closing the magazine, the slight sound was still clearly transmitted to Pei Xiaorou's ears in the somewhat noisy lobby, and the hands clasped in front of him trembled slightly.

Father Lei's heavy gaze was projected on her, and her already sharp face had a heavy sense of oppression at this time, which made Bei Xiaorou's heart feel heavy like a boulder pressing down on her chest, and she had the illusion of being out of breath.

She watched as Father Lei put the magazine on the coffee table in front of him, and then picked up the teacup next to him and sipped it himself, his slow movements and the cold and hard expression on his face formed a world of difference.

Bei Xiaorou stood alone in place, and Father Lei didn't want to pay attention to her, which made her heart feel a little sad at the same time, but also a kind of expected understanding.

Pursing her lips, her clasped hands were clenched tightly, she pursed her lips, and said softly and politely again: "Uncle, I won't bother you, goodbye." ”

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, she looked at Father Lei's still ignoring expression, her eyes darkened slightly, she bent slightly towards him, and was about to turn around and leave, when an old and majestic voice suddenly sounded behind her, "Give you a month, leave my son!" ”

Not far in front of her were all kinds of people coming and going, mixed with chaotic whispers that sounded in the distance, which made people unable to hear it at all, but this could not hide Father Lei's low and condensed tone, like a heavy hammer slamming on her heart, and her body stiffened for a moment.

Retracting the steps she was about to take, she slowly raised her eyes to look at the old man sitting on the sofa, his cold and hard gaze fell directly on her, and a heavy pressure came to her face.

Her hands were tightly clenched, she pursed her lips, and after a while, her voice was soft but firm, and under the sharp gaze of Father Lei, she spoke cautiously, "Uncle, I won't leave Ziqian!" ”

Father Lei's gaze became more and more contemplative, and his sharp and displeased eyes were like fine needles in the sky, constantly piercing into Pei Xiaorou's skin, bringing a chill.

"I'm informing, not discussing!" Father Lei slowly stood up, lowered his eyes and looked down at the petite woman standing in front of him, with an impatient warning in his eyes, "If you really love him, you should know what is best for him, not drag him back!" Jinyuan Group's project, in the final analysis, isn't it because of you? ”

On the surface, he seems to be indifferent to his son, but after all, he only has this one son, how can he not care about his affairs.

The last time Lei Mu learned about this from Chen's mouth at the party, she came back and told Lei Father worriedly, Lei Father scolded him on his face, saying that if he couldn't solve even such a little thing, then the Thunder Building would fall sooner or later, so angry that Lei Mu had a cold war with him for a few days.

But in private, he sent someone to secretly investigate the matter, and finally found out about Shen Mushi, and knew about the matter between her and Bei Xiaorou and his son, so he said this.

And Bei Xiaorou's heart sank heavily because of his words, her eyes were full of shock and panic, she looked at Father Lei in a daze, her clenched hands trembled coldly and lightly, her lips were bitten, and the guilt and uneasiness in her heart surged again.

Although Lei Ziqian appeased her before, she always felt that she had caused things to come to such a point, and she had suppressed a lot of guilt because of the man's comfort, but now because of Lei's father's words, she was turned up again, and her heart became more and more suffocated.

Father Lei's elite eyes swept lightly across her face, and at a glance he could see the self-blame and guilt in her eyes, his eyebrows became more and more condensed, and the expression on his face became more cold, he took a step, and when he crossed her side, he threw down a sentence in a low voice but without losing his strength, "I have chosen a wife for him, and his life experience and ability are all superior, so that such a person can help him." You, unworthy! ”

After the words fell, he stopped looking at her, and walked towards the driver who was hurrying towards him.

Bei Xiaorou's little face was pale, her teeth were biting her lower lip, the shallow tooth marks were falling, her clear eyes seemed to be looking at the cup of tea on the coffee table in front of her that was still steaming hot, and it was as if she hadn't seen anything, confused and bitter intertwined, the hands tightly clasped in front of her were almost transparent, and the cyan tendons on the back of the hands were faintly visible, without a trace of blood.

Turning his head sideways, his gaze passed through the staggered crowd of people, casting on the back that exuded an invisible majesty and fierceness, and watched in amazement as he walked out of the revolving door with the respectful bow of the doorman.

She fluttered her long eyelashes, slowly withdrew her gaze, lowered her eyes, and looked at her clasped hands in a daze, her ears were the staggered whispers in the lobby, which made it difficult to hear, but another clear and mocking voice was repeated over and over again, and the more she listened, the more painful her heart became.

She hung her head and didn't see it, and when she withdrew her gaze, a graceful figure walked towards Father Lei, who was about to sit in the car, and called "Uncle Lei" sweetly and softly.

Father Lei's body paused slightly, and he looked sideways at the visitor, with a slight hint of kindness in his eyes.

With a decent smile on her face, Shu Manxue stood in front of him and asked obediently, "When did you come, Uncle Lei?" I didn't even greet you personally, don't be angry. ”

Father Lei stood up straight, and waved his hand absently when he heard the words, "I happened to be passing by, and I missed the new cake here, so I came to taste it, it's not a big deal." ”

As he spoke, his eyes swept over her face, and he found that the makeup at the corners of her eyes did not hide the traces of light fatigue, and asked with a little concern, "Haven't you rested well lately?" Busy with the resort? ”

Hearing him mention the resort, a trace of annoyance flashed in Schumann's eyes, and it was fleeting, but he still had the obedient appearance of a light smile on his face, and nodded slightly, "Well, there are still some details of the architectural design that are being communicated." “

Since the last time she met Pei Xiaorou, Lei Ziqian promised to continue to take over the resort project as she expected, on the one hand, she was angry at Pei Xiaorou's influence on men, and on the other hand, she was glad that this matter had finally passed without danger.

Unexpectedly, although the building was still designed by Lei Ziqian himself, in the whole process of coordination and communication, he did not show any faces, and it was all Yu Tezhu who came forward.

Suppressed unwillingness and annoyance in her heart, when Yu Tezhu called him to report the situation, she couldn't suppress her emotions, stepped forward and snatched the mobile phone, and asked the man on the other end of the phone aggrievedly why she was so ruthless to herself. Unexpectedly, he said indifferently that there was nothing to say between them except for business, and hung up the phone.

At that moment, the resentment in Shu Manxue's heart was stacked layer by layer, like an unscheduled bomb, constantly her heart was beating and expanding, and at the same time, she hated Bei Xiaorou who had caused her and Brother Ziqian to get to this point.