Chapter 999 I Don’t Hate Her, I Just Feel a Little Distressed

Zhuo Qi's deep black eyes squinted at her little face.

"If you want to play, play big." Zhuo Qi said in a deep voice, pushing her down with force.

Yao Rong was knocked down by him, she looked at him with a smile, turned her beautiful eyes cunningly, took the bottle of wine, suddenly jumped up, and "splashed" towards Zhuo Qi's head.

"Haha." She looked at him covered in wine, smiled and threw the bottle to the side.

"Look at you, Zhuo Qi, you should." Yao Rong whispered, and wanted to run.

After running a few steps, she looked at his figure in the mirror. Although Zhuo Qi's injuries had healed, the scars on his body from the fire and the wounds stabbed by Madam Xiao were still branded on his body.

"Yao Rong." He strode forward and hugged her from behind.

"Rongrong, don't be sad! I was willing to take this knife, it has nothing to do with her. Even if you meet her in the future, don't hate her!" Zhuo Qi heard her sobbing and whispered in her ear.

"When she was young, she was the wife of the Xiao family, but she tried her best to save me and Wenshui. We were still young at that time and often played on the cliff of the Xiao family. She almost died that time! I gave her this knife back." Zhuo Qi hugged her tightly.

"I know she is very good, so good that Chu Yan was willing to get hurt to save her." Yao Rong's voice was choked with sobs.

Sometimes, Yao Rong was also curious.

What kind of legendary woman was Madam Xiao!

She could make this group of people defend her at all costs! To protect her, even willing to get hurt himself, not to let others blame her.

"Rongrong, thank you." Zhuo Qi stretched out his hand, straightened her face, and made her look at him.

Zhuo Qi's tall body came forward, he held her waist and held her forward.

"I hope I can see her again in this life! I really want to see her." Yao Rong whispered, full of curiosity about Madam Xiao's affairs!

"Ah." Yao Rong screamed, her little hand grasped his shoulder tightly.

The words she just spoke were so sentimental that it made her heart ache.

"As long as she treats Chuyan well, nothing else matters." Yao Rong whispered. How could she hate Gu Chuyan for her?

As a best friend, how could she pick a fight? Besides, she never thought of having Gu Chuyan as her husband.

"Yao Rong, you are indeed different." Zhuo Qi listened to her words, and his heart was finally at ease.

But seeing her so generous, Zhuo Qi felt bad. He reached out and picked up the bottle of wine, poured it into his mouth again, and drank a big bottle of wine, and the whole person felt dizzy.

"Hiss." Zhuo Qi felt pain. Looking at her tired little face, he picked her up, turned around and walked over the glass fragments on the ground and walked outside.

"Zhuo Qi." Yao Rong got into his arms.

"Zhuo Qi, what do you mean by playing big?" Yao Rong was stunned and looked at the wine he just drank.

She smelled something wrong. If it was a strong wine, why was he still so conscious?

"What do you think?" Zhuo Qi said in a deep voice, turned around and walked forward with a rope.

But Yao Rong rushed forward and pressed him down. When Zhuo Qi didn't react, she took the rope and tied him up, whispering: "Young man, dare you play dirty with me?"

Zhuo Qi swallowed his saliva, watching her pick up the rope, tie his hands and feet, and tie him to the side. She stared at him coldly with a sneer on her lips.

"You're not drunk?" Zhuo Qi's deep black eyes stared at her little face, obviously not surprised, but also not doubtful.

She tied her hair up casually, walked to the side, took a bottle of drink, and said: "I just drank fruit wine, and the bottle you drank is real strong liquor."