The man paused, his dark eyes suddenly becoming unfathomable.
Bi Xie touched him briefly and then left. Her face was slightly flushed, but her voice was clear and calm. "Mr. Wei, no matter what secrets I discover about you, I will not tell anyone. Because I love Mr. Wei and will always be loyal to him. Even if the whole world is against Mr. Wei, I will stand shoulder to shoulder with him. I am Mr. Wei's person..."
Wei Zhaoye remained silent, his dark pupils resembling two bottomless whirlpools.
He braced himself against the wall with one arm, while his other hand moved from Bi Xie's cheek to the girl's slender neck. After a long silence, he suddenly asked in a low, deep voice, "Are you mine?"
Bi Xie's heart skipped a beat. He stared at the man for a long time before saying, "Yes."
Wei Zhaoye straightened up expressionlessly, turned and left.
Bi Xie's legs went weak, and she leaned against the wall for a long time without moving, racking her brains to figure out what secret Wei Zhaoye had discovered.
Suddenly, the white pills scattered on the floor of the room came to her mind.
Could it be that Wei Zhaoye really has a hidden illness?
Because she discovered he had a hidden illness, did he want to kill her to silence her?
Bi Xie's expression became somewhat strange. After relieving herself, she left the Wei family villa in a daze and was taken back to her rented room by Uncle Deng.
After washing up, Bi Xie covered his entire face with the blanket.
After a while, Bi Xie's phone rang, and she gently pressed the answer button.
Jiang Han's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Qin Xiaoxie, are you home yet? Why didn't you send me a WeChat message?"
Bi Xie's voice sounded even more dejected than Jiang Han's sickly voice: "I forgot."
Jiang Han sensed something was wrong: "What's wrong with you? Did you catch a cold too?"
"No."
"What's wrong? You sound so weak?"
"Nothing much, I just suddenly felt like my life was completely dark," Bi Xie sighed.
Jiang Han jumped up in surprise: "You're such a young girl, don't be so sentimental all the time. The world is beautiful, don't do anything rash. Look at my cousin, his life is so boring, he's 25 and hasn't even held a girl's hand, but he's living a pretty good life."
Bi Xie chuckled.
"What are you chuckling about? No, did you really catch up with my cousin? I feel like something's not right between you two. You even gave all the cakes to my cousin behind my back, and my cousin's been acting strange these past few days too. I've noticed..."
Before she could finish speaking, Bi Xie heard a sudden silence on the other end of the phone. She frowned and called out a few times, "Jiang Han, Jiang Han—"
With no response, Bi Xie was about to hang up.
A distant and indifferent voice suddenly came from the phone: "Hello, Teacher Qin."
Bi Xie stiffened and immediately sat up, wrapped in the blanket. "Mr. Wei, hello."
"Is Teacher Qin sick?" The man's voice was devoid of any warmth. Even through the phone, Bi Xie could sense the man's expressionless face as he held the phone.
Was Wei Zhaoye worried that she would tell Jiang Han about his hidden illness?
Bi Xie's mind raced with various thoughts, and he spoke with a strong survival instinct: "No, I'm fine. It's just that I forgot to let Jiang know I was safe when I got home, and she was a little worried, so she called to ask."
Wei Zhaoye gave an "oh," and just as Bi Xie thought he was about to hang up, the man spoke indifferently: "Teacher Qin is dating my cousin? Besides letting him know she's safe, shouldn't she also say good morning and good night?"
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