884 Possessiveness (I)

"Okay, let's make an appointment, who's afraid of who?" Tang Song certainly didn't take it to heart, knowing that Tang Jue was talking nonsense. He was always arrogant, how could he let himself fall into the company of a bunch of prostitutes? He only looked romantic on the outside, but there was nothing he could do about it, because he had a face that looked like a fairy who was always flirting.

Outside.

Qiqi fluttered her eyelashes after hearing what they said, and finally did not go in, but turned around and prepared to leave.

"Miss Qi." The servant followed, "Are you not going to have breakfast?"

"Well, I'm not going to eat, I'm going to work first." Qiqi suddenly felt that she had no appetite.

"Qiqi, come in." Before the servant said anything, a voice came from the restaurant. The tone was very flat, light, but there was an aura that could not be questioned.

It was Tang Jue.

Qiqi paused, but stood there without moving.

The servant looked back at the restaurant, as if to remind Qiqi, "Miss Qi, the young master asked you to go in."

"Go and tell him that I'm not hungry."

"Even if you're not hungry, you have to eat." She didn't lower her voice, and Tang Jue could hear it clearly inside. This sentence was from the restaurant.

Qiqi said to the servant again: "Tell him that I have no appetite."

The servant was embarrassed. What kind of message is this? The voice was actually heard clearly inside.

Tang Song laughed inside, "Brother, Qiqi is quarreling with you! Who told you to go out to whore just now?"

Qiqi couldn't see Tang Jue's expression inside, but Tang Song's words made her stunned.

Quarrel?

She... was she quarreling with Tang Jue? Just because of his chaotic private life?

"We are not in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. No matter how much I go out to play, I'm afraid it's not her turn to worry about me." Tang Jue's tone was always flat, but his eyes were always looking at the door.

Tang Song sighed, "Why do I sound so sour when I say this?"

Qiqi turned back and walked into the restaurant. She heard everything Tang Jue said just now.

She lowered her head and glanced at him, and could only see his slightly cold face.

Qiqi didn't say anything, but just sat down quietly beside Tang Song, diagonally opposite Tang Jue. Yes, as Tang Jue said, they have nothing to do with each other, so why is she making a fuss?

Tang Jue raised his eyes and glanced at her calm and slightly drooping face, and saw at a glance that she was clearly trying to keep a distance from him.

"Sister-in-law, my brother is out fooling around with other women, are you really not going to care?" Tang Song suddenly turned his head and asked her.

Qiqi was drinking milk, and when she heard the word "sister-in-law", she choked all of a sudden. She covered her mouth, coughed twice, turned her head to look at Tang Song, and then looked up at Tang Jue. I thought Tang Jue would correct him, but he just sat opposite and watched coldly, with no intention of saying anything.

Qiqi finally adjusted her breath, and the first thing she said was: "Don't call me that... I'm not."

Tang Song smiled, "It doesn't matter, sooner or later it will be."

"... No." Qiqi pursed her lips, and then added: "No..."

"Uh..." Tang Song could feel the gaze of someone opposite him, like a knife slamming on him, making his scalp numb.

It seems that he has mentioned something that he shouldn't have mentioned! Moreover, it is obvious that someone still has a long way to go in the road of chasing his wife!

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Since you don't like me calling you 'little sister-in-law', I'll still call you 'Qiqi' from now on." Tang Song turned sideways to avoid Tang Jue's gaze, pretending that he didn't see it, and spoke to Qiqi sideways, "Wipe your lips, there's some milk here..."

"Here?"

"No, the other side."

"Here?"

"No. Forget it, I'll help you." Tang Song opened his napkin, raised his hand, and before he touched Qiqi...

"Touch her!" A voice interrupted, and the originally harmonious scene between the two people became extremely cold in an instant.

Tang Song's hand trembled.

He smiled awkwardly with Qiqi, and then slowly, slowly, turned around and looked at a certain young master cautiously. He had put down his tableware at this moment, his hands folded across his chest, leaning lazily on the chair, looking at the two of them leisurely.

With a stunning face, he looked harmless.

But this was definitely an illusion.

Tang Song's hands were still raised in the air, "Brother, you misunderstood, I didn't touch her. You see, if I did touch her, it would be with a napkin. It has nothing to do with me."

Tang Song quickly distanced himself from the matter. He knew that Tang Jue was jealous. Qiqi didn't pay much attention to him from beginning to end, and sat far away from him, so he was naturally uncomfortable. Seeing Qiqi talking to him warmly, he vented all his emotions on himself.

Tang Song felt bitter!

Tang Jue slowly put down his hands, stood up, spread his long legs, and walked towards them.

Qiqi was confused and didn't know what was going on. But the next moment, she was picked up by Tang Jue. She was surprised to find that he had already wrapped his arms around her. The next moment, his tongue tip came out and swept across her lips with extreme temptation.

Qiqi's ears turned red when she felt the wet heat.

It took her a while to come back to her senses. When she wanted to move away, Tang Jue had already backed away from her lips and did not move any further.

"Brother, your method of wiping milk is really good." Tang Song was simply dazzled by this couple. Tang Jue was not wiping milk, but clearly showing his ownership all the time. He deeply felt that he had to consider moving out of this house.

"..." Qiqi was embarrassed by what Tang Song said. She raised her hand to wipe her lips, only to feel that it was wet and hot. She glanced at Tang Jue, and then quietly moved his hand away from her waist. Now, there were more than just the two of them in the restaurant, in addition to Tang Song, there were also housekeepers and servants.

Tang Jue did not entangle any more, and after his eyes passed over her face, he let her go. After a while, he tapped on the dining table with his long fingers, "Go and get a divorce with Mo Xun in the afternoon, and nothing will happen to him."

Qiqi was stunned.

Following his finger, she saw a check on the table.

She recognized the check, which she had taken from Mo Xun to give to Tang Jue before.

Qiqi thought of the agreement she had made with Mo Xun, "But, I promised him that if his father didn't..."

"Qiqi, I don't like people negotiating with me." Before she finished her words, she was interrupted by Tang Jue. Qiqi looked up and saw the authority and arrogance in his eyes that could not be challenged, "I don't like to hear the word 'but' either."

So...

There is no room for negotiation.

Qiqi also guessed that this would be the result. Tang Jue has always been obsessed with her divorce.

Qiqi looked at him, then at the check, and finally, reluctantly put the check in her pocket.