C10 (1/2)

When he woke up the next morning, Song Qiting was not there as usual. Tang Zhen propped himself up from the bed, feeling an intense pain all over his body.

When she went downstairs, she only saw Yu Yifei gracefully eating at the dining table, and not Song Qiting.

”You woke up, Zirconia? Qi Ting went to the company. Housekeeper Liu wasn't here today, so I prepared breakfast for you. Yu Yifei smiled.

Tang Zhen was completely incredulous. She slowly walked to the opposite side of Yu Yifei and sat down, then said coldly: ”Yu Yifei, there's no one else at home right now. Who are you acting for?”

Yu Yifei laughed indifferently, picked up the milk and took a sip, then said: ”The mask will be worn for a long time, and I won't be able to take it off.”

Her eyes swept across Tang Zhen's collarbone, where there were obvious red marks, and her gaze darkened.

Tang Zhen felt Yu Yifei's gaze on her and uneasily pulled at her collar. The humiliating scene from last night entered her mind immediately, her face flushed red.

”What did you say to Song Qiting last night?” Tang Zhen asked coldly.

”I didn't say anything,” Yu Yifei shrugged his shoulders. ”I just helped you make up a reason to marry Qi Ting. You didn't want to say it anyway.”

Tang Zhen looked at her angrily: ”Don't go overboard!”

Yu Yifei's hand that was holding the cup tightened, she put away her polite smile, and spoke with a calm voice: ”You know, Song Qiting likes me. As long as I think about it, Madame Song's position will sooner or later be mine.”

Tang Zhen did not refute her, but when she looked at this familiar face, she felt that it was really strange.

”Why did you come back? Where's Chu Hao? ”