I'm married to a bigoted man

Chapter 92 What if the other party is Su Daji

The car soon arrived at Jinzhu Garden.

Baijiu got out of the car and entered the house, but saw a strange man standing in the living room.

Wearing a white shirt, her skin was abnormally fair, and her blue eyes were as indifferent as the deep sea.

"Hello." The man nodded slightly to her lukewarmly.

Baijiu looked at the strange man who appeared out of nowhere in bewilderment, and took a few steps back defensively.

Song Heting noticed the girl's movements and frowned suddenly.

After parking the car, Uncle Zheng walked over, smiled and introduced to Baijiu, "His name is Song Heting, and he is the young master's psychiatrist."

Baijiu's expression froze for a moment, and he looked suspiciously at Song Heting opposite him.

Huo Sicheng's psychiatrist?

It turns out that the man also knew that he was mentally ill.

"Oh." Baijiu didn't ask any further questions, and went straight upstairs to his room.

downstairs.

Song Heting looked at the girl's slender and petite figure with deep eyes.

At this time, Uncle Zheng's cold and stern voice sounded: "You don't want your eyes anymore?"

Song Heting withdrew his gaze, and said quietly: "She is not worthy of the young master."

"Whether you deserve it or not is not up to us." When Uncle Zheng's face darkened, he carried an aura of authority without anger.

Song Heting straightened his collar, which was not messed up at all, and his expression remained unchanged: "Miss Manwei dumped her [-] blocks."

Uncle Zheng was more calm than him: "But the young master only wants his wife."

Song Heting: "..."

The cold mask on Song Heting's face cracked instantly, revealing an angry expression: "Uncle Zheng, the young master has lost his mind, why do you..."

Uncle Zheng took out a cigarette from his pocket expressionlessly and put it in his mouth, beckoning Song Heting to fire him.

Song Heting didn't give it.

Uncle Zheng took down the cigarette and put it back in his pocket casually: "It doesn't matter who the young master marries, the important thing is that the young master likes it. As long as the young master likes it, Lao Zheng has to snatch it back for the young master even if he grabs it."

"Are you sure the young master likes her, rather than being fascinated by her beauty?" Song Heting gritted his teeth.

Uncle Zheng squinted at him, and sneered: "Young Master, is this kind of person?"

Song Heting didn't speak, Huo Sicheng naturally didn't look like the kind of faint king who would be fascinated by sex, but what if the other party was Su Daji?
"Just tell me and Zuoyou what you said." After all, he raised the child by himself, so Uncle Zheng still has some preferences, "If the young master hears it, you should know the methods the young master uses to punish people. .”

Song Heting didn't take it seriously: "I'm just telling the truth."

Uncle Zheng angrily threw the only cigarette in his pocket at the other party's face: "I asked you to come back to see the young master's doctor, not to court death."

Song Heting didn't dodge the cigarette thrown by Uncle Zheng, and the cigarette butt hit his handsome and indifferent face directly.

"Waste." Uncle Zheng snorted coldly, "Buy me a new box tomorrow."

Song Heting: "..."

uncle.

Did you do it on purpose?

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After Baijiu returned to his room, he kept thinking about what happened downstairs just now.

Psychologist?

Why has she never seen it in her previous life?
Rubbing his hair irritably, Baijiu threw himself on the bed, burying his face in the pillow.

I don't know if it's because of the weather, but since she returned to Jinzhu Garden, her mood has been irritable and cold.

Turning her head slightly, the girl looked at a part of the room without focus, as if seeing a golden birdcage again.

birdcage……

Baijiu suddenly thought of something, his pupils constricted suddenly, he got up from the bed in the next second, took out his mobile phone and dialed Huo Sicheng.

No one picked up.

The anxiety in Baijiu's heart is getting stronger and stronger, the man's sudden absence today, Uncle Zheng's cliché...

Each of these small details indicates one thing:

Huo Sicheng wanted to hide her...

　#The next two chapters are chaotic chapters, and they will be revised between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] noon, alas, annoying#
　　
　
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