"What do you want to eat?"

Sometimes fried chicken, sometimes French fries and burgers.

Qu Xiaojue reluctantly tapped the tip of Liu Zhenyi's nose, took out the packaged fried chicken from the thermal bag, placed it in front of her, and asked someone to bring a glass of warm water over, saying: "Now there is only fried chicken, first of all

I'll make do with two bites, but I still have to eat less, as it's easy to accumulate food at such a late hour."

"oh."

Liu Zhenying didn't know whether he heard it or not. He swayed forward and staggered forward. He just swallowed a mouthful, and before the second bite of chicken reached his mouth, he remained in a sitting position and became drowsy again.

I fell asleep, with a peaceful face and even breathing.

Qu Xiaojue really didn't know how she struggled to get up when she was so trapped.

Is it possible...

Is this the power of foodies?

Si Ting also took advantage of this time to bandage his wounds. Most of his injuries were concentrated on his back, presumably caused by hitting the TV.

As for the bruises on my face...

The personal doctor packed up the medicine box and warned in a gentle voice: "Master Si, this bruise does not need to be applied. It will disappear automatically in three to five days."

But in the past few days, he was probably too embarrassed to go out.

Because of the injuries on his body, Si Ting felt a blue rage burning in his heart, but his face did not show any emotion, and he could even smile warmly: "Young Master Qu, can we discuss the issue of compensation again now?

?”

"I said compensation is impossible, but..."

Qu Xiaojue raised his eyebrows and said in his usual tone: "We can discuss what happened three years ago."

Inexplicably, Si Ting's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his hand to cover up his eyebrows, revealing an inhuman indifference: "Young Master Qu, are you kidding me?"

"What happened tonight was something you experienced personally. I think you should know that I'm not joking."

Anyone who has come into contact with Liu Zhenying's abilities dare not underestimate him.

Qu Xiaojue was particularly certain about this, and his eyes looked invisible and sharp: "Although I don't know exactly what happened three years ago, but whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, there are always people behind the scenes. Si Shaonan

If you don’t succeed, you don’t want to know the truth.”

The expression on his face instantly faded. How could Si Ting not want to know, that was...

A human life.

The fingers rubbed against each other. At this time, he no longer concealed himself. He looked at the two people opposite him without scruples. After a few seconds of silence, he tried with a keen sense of probing: "Young Master Qu said it is easy, but you arranged the matter.

It's your fault, so it's not up to you how to reply to me then? Deception is just a matter of thought."

"I do know how to do it, but..." With his profound facial features, Qu Xiaojue's posture remained unchanged, but the innate arrogance rushed towards him, saying word by word: "My wife can't."

Liu Zhenying has her own unique way of doing things and beliefs. She doesn't know how to do things like lying, let alone do it.

It's a pity that in the past three years, personnel changes have made Si Ting unable to trust him easily.

After thinking for a moment, Si Ting narrowed his eyes and stood up, smiling calmly and warmly: "It's too late now. I'm afraid Miss Liu is sleepy. How about we find a time to discuss the remaining matters in detail?"

This is summation.

Qu Xiaojue understands.

He leaned over and hugged Liu Zhenying's body horizontally, his handsome face cast half a shadow in the light: "Okay, I'll be waiting for Mr. Si's visit at any time."

Stepping out of the gate of Si's house, tiny particles were scattered under the orange street lights in the courtyard, which turned into water stains when they fell on the ground.

Qu Xiaojue raised his head and looked at the sky. This is...

It's snowing.
Chapter completed!