You Covered Me with Scars - C22 Call me husband

“Who?” He ran out of the dining room and saw Qiao Yifan sitting on the floor, trying to move his legs.

“Why are you here?”

“You’ve really received retribution this time. Are you satisfied?” Qiao Yushi didn’t raise his head and coldly threw out those words, continuing to heal his pitiful feet.

This direction should be from the dining room to the study. Did he overhear her?

Although Zilogg was slightly embarrassed, he was still happy to see him grimacing in pain.

He was right, she was satisfied with his punishment.

“You … Is it serious? ” Seeing how he was frowning, she still couldn’t help but feel sympathy for him.

“It’s still too early for me to die. What’s the point of such a small injury?”

“Don’t frown even if it’s nothing. I saw a tough guy in a TV show taking out bullets without batting an eye.” She regretted it. She shouldn’t have pitied the wicked.

“You! Zilogg, see how I’ll deal with you tonight! ” He loosened his brow and stood up, enduring the pain.

To think that a little girl would look down on him. He was so angry that smoke was coming out of his mouth, and his face was even tensed up.

“You’re not afraid of getting worse, I don’t care.” Trogg crossed his arms over his chest and looked gloatingly at his injured foot. There was nothing wrong, he could tell.

“A friendly reminder, when the heavens punish a person, they will first give a hint. “You can only be considered a hint. If you don’t let me go, there will be a good show for you later on!”

This damned woman! He scolded her a hundred times in his heart, but his face was smiling sinisterly.

“Little baby, you want me to let you go, in the next life! “Don’t worry, I will overcome all of your difficulties and take care of you. Wait for me at night to give you some stimulation!”

He had been wrong. He had thought that she would love him more or less, like him, care about him.

Who would have thought that she was just a vixen, with no sympathy for him whatsoever.

With a sullen face, he hopped back into the study on one foot in front of her.

After a long moment of silence, Zilogg quietly went to the door of the study to take a look. He was slightly conflicted over whether he should go and buy some medicine for him.

No! If he really had something on, he would call his family doctor and tell him that Jiang Donghai was still waiting outside.

Such a moment should have been left for Xue’er to accompany him in order to increase their relationship.

She wanted to be cold to the end, to ignore his feet.

He locked himself in his study and sat in a chair, adjusting his ankles. After a while, he turned around, no longer feeling pain.

He was somewhat puzzled by his abnormal behavior. He was clearly very angry just now, yet he did not leave when he opened the anti-theft door.

He sneaked back to his study to open his notebook and occasionally thought about the damned woman’s rumbling stomach. In the end, he still called Jiang Donghai and told him to go buy some things from the restaurant.

He found himself growing softer and better with her. But for her, aside from her smelly face, there was also her smelly face.

When she loved, she resisted. When she spoke, she was cold.

Even when he had twisted his leg, not only did she not care, but she also ridiculed him.

This woman was a natural born actress. In the past and now, she was like a completely different person.

She still remembered that not long after she came to his door, he had a fever and she had not taken it seriously. However, she had been so worried that her eyes had even turned red.

He was unwilling to let her call Jiang Donghai. She took care of him all night, without closing her eyes, and kept him up with towels and water.

Perhaps, this was her strategy. She would treat you well, be obedient to you, and let you get used to her. Now, she knows that her dreams of wealth have been shattered, so she deliberately ignored you and put pressure on you to let her have her way.

Qiao Yifan was already extremely foolish after being betrayed once. He absolutely could not be betrayed a second time.

Between you and her, you must take control of her, control her, hold her tightly in your hands.

When he thought of this, he gave Jiang Donghai a call to confirm the issue of Hon Hiro’s additional investment.

After that, he calmed down and stopped thinking about Zilogg and focused all his attention on his work.

Recently, some projects had not progressed smoothly. Especially the joint development project with the Cheng family, it seemed like someone had intervened.

After making a few more calls, he felt a little tired and picked up the cup of water in front of him.

This cup of water was also chosen by Chilog. It was made from Jingdezhen’s porcelain, and the base color of the cup was white. He picked it up and took a closer look. The design was very warm, a couple sitting on the ground in front of a fancy house. Not far away, their children were running on the grass.

It had taken almost two years for him to notice such details in the cup.

Zilogg had once said that a cup was a life of its own. What was she trying to hint at with this cup?

Would such a simple and romantic life be her wish?

He used to like coffee, she said. Coffee was bad for the body.

Such a considerate little woman, if not for her scheming heart, would indeed be a good partner. Unfortunately, everything was fake. Moreover, he had already married Cheng Feixue, and marriage was not child’s play.

His heart softened again. He changed the gentle expression on his face and shouted coldly, “Zilogg!”

“What’s the matter?” asked Zilog, opening the door.

“Make me a cup of tea!” he ordered, pointing to the glass, his face very serious.

“I won’t make you any tea. It’s not written in the contract.” Trogg watched for a moment. His feet should be fine.

“There’s no such thing as an additional investment. Do you want me to cancel tomorrow’s investment? If the investment is withdrawn, your father will end up exactly the same as he did two years ago. ”

“Why invest again? Isn’t the problem solved long ago? ” Chilog asked curiously.

“If you are going to ask your father, he really does have a good management background.” “Miss Qi, looks like you’ll have to spend your whole life selling yourself to your father.” He pointed to the cup again.

He was about to touch the glass with his small hand, but he pulled and sat down on his lap.

“Zilog, remember! Not only will you pour water for me, cook for me, give up your body, and do everything I want you to do. If they dare to disobey again and challenge me, I will make Hongxiu pay! I don’t want to say this a second time. ” In her ear, he said very softly.

It was a cruel society. Since she had turned to him, it was not up to her to set the rules of the game.

He felt bitter, and the resistance of the past few days returned to its original point. She struggled desperately to fly out, only to discover that she was still trapped in his hard shell, unable to resist at all.

However, she was truly unwilling to accept this. She also truly did not want to be restricted by him in this manner, allowing herself to stand between the two of them.

“Qiao Yushi, if you insist on doing this, I will hate you!”

He was stunned for a moment before his face darkened.

He stuck a finger under her chin and met her gaze. In her eyes, there was an unbreakable hatred. In addition to it, there was also a desolation. Without any warning, his heart was stifled once again.

Ignoring the feeling, he said in the same cold voice, “Zilogg, I don’t care if you hate me or not. Pour tea! ”

So it turned out that he really didn’t care. In his eyes, she was truly insignificant. To a certain degree, sorrow meant numbness and death in one’s heart. No matter what he wanted, she could only cooperate.

Slipping down from his lap, she restrained her tears. No more tears from now on.

She took the cup and left the room. Qiao Yifan scratched his head in annoyance.

He had originally pulled her onto his lap in order to kiss and touch her. His intention was to tempt her to fall in love with him. How could he do anything different from what he was thinking? Meeting this woman made it seem as if his actions were off track.

Zilogg brought in the tea very quickly. It was the same tea, the same method of brewing. When the state of mind changed, the taste would also be different.

“At least six dishes will be prepared tonight. From now on, I want to eat before 6 o’clock.”

“Alright!” This simple word seemed to be a submission to fate, but it also seemed to be a silent resistance. How ironic, he even said in the afternoon that he would never cook for him, and he had no choice but to take back his words so quickly. With such an identity, what could he do?

He frowned, but didn’t say anything. He continued to work.

At 5: 50, Zilogg prepared six dishes and a soup.

She knocked on his door. After he entered, she opened it and said, “Mister Qiao, dinner is ready. Please have a meal.”

“What did you call me?” He looked at her in surprise.

“Mister Qiao!”

“Why do you call me that?” he asked, pacing up to her and staring at her.

“Greetings, Mister Qiao.” She was trying to remind herself to draw a clear line between herself and him.

He could have her body, he could have her service, he could have her as a servant. But he would never want what was in her, and she would go farther and farther away from him.

“No need for honorifics.”

“But you want me to completely obey you, calling you Mister Qiao is a reminder of my identity.”

“Oh? In other words, will you really follow all of my orders? ” The corners of his mouth curled in amusement.

“Yes, Mister Qiao.”

“Call me husband!” When he said this, he was also shocked.

Zilogg looked up at him in surprise, and he saw that he took the joke seriously. For some inexplicable reason, he wished that this hypocritical woman could be like Cheng Feixue and call him ‘husband’ in a sweet and gentle manner.

Their gazes clashed in the air like lightning. Other than shock, there seemed to be something else in their eyes.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Qiao. This is not within the scope of service.”

She didn’t scream! She didn’t scream, this damned woman! But he was even more damned disappointed that she didn’t scream. Maybe this was a man, he told himself, whether he liked her or not. He wanted to force her to shout out, but he was afraid of betraying his intentions.

Without looking at her again, he said sarcastically, “You’re serious? Do you really think I like you calling me husband? It was Xue’er’s patent! You will never call me that! ”

After throwing down those words, Qiao Yushi was the first to leave and went to the dining hall.

With a bitter, self-deprecating smile, he came up behind him and stood at the table to help him with his food.

“Sit down and eat together!” “No,” he said.

She sat down in silence, scooped herself some food, and ate without a word.

At that moment, his phone rang. It was his mother.