C10 (1/2)

Liang Zhendong gnashed his teeth, his anger raging.

”Qiao Xia, I'm warning you, don't play any tricks on me. If you dare to hurt a single hair on your head, I'll definitely make you look bad.”

Qiao Xia didn't say anything. Tears flowed down her face and into her heart, making the wound even more painful to the core.

Liang Zhendong had no choice but to leave. However, he still instructed Feng Sheng to keep a close eye on this place. He had to report anything that came his way as soon as possible.

Qiao Xia's heart became cold because of Liang Zhendong's actions. But even so, she still didn't have the heart to leave without a care.

Liang Zhendong was the tribulation of her life.

After Qiao Xia had settled in, he began to pay attention to He Yanqing's every move. Although Qiao Xia did not discover any clues, He Xianqing still felt uneasy. Every day, she would sit on pins and needles and secretly make a phone call, afraid that Qiao Xia would suddenly appear and eavesdrop on her conversation.

He Sanqing could not stand it any longer. She kicked open Qiao Xia's door early in the morning.

He Yanqing cursed at him hysterically, ”Qiao Xia, what do you want? Do you think you can change anything just by watching me like this? ”Stop talking nonsense. If you're smart, hurry up and scram.”

Qiao Xia didn't have much of a reaction to He Yanqing's curses. She had seen He Sanqing's ugly face clearly these days. This woman was no longer a good friend that she had known for more than a decade; she was someone who would use any means necessary to achieve her goals.

Since Qiao Xia had decided to stay, it was to keep an eye on He Yanqing and prevent her from playing any tricks. Thus, no matter how rude He Sanqing might be, Qiao Xia was indifferent to it.

He got up and tidied his blanket as usual. Qiao Xia didn't even bother to reply.

This infuriated He Yanqing even more. She stepped forward and grabbed Qiao Xia's wrist, forcing him to face her. He Yanqing shouted loudly, ”Qiao Xia, I'm talking to you. Do you hear me? I told you to scram.”

He Xianqing seemed to lose control. She grabbed Qiao Xia's shoulders and shook them, as if venting her anger.