Chapter 696 - I dare to swear on my life for her.
Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âMom, Iâll be off. I might not be back before lunch, so donât wait for me and just have something by yourself. Iâll make sure to get home for dinner tonight.â
Pei Ge slung her bag over her shoulder and raced downstairs.
Zhang Manhua shook her head helplessly as she remained sitting in the living room.
âItâs a holiday, yet sheâs still so busy.â
Once she was out of their neighborhood, she hailed a taxi.
âMaster, please drive to this location first. Iâll tell you the exact address later.â
Getting in, she gave the driver this instruction.
âNo problem.â
When the car started moving, she quickly fished out her phone from her bag.
She then dialed a number. It rang for a while before the person on the other end picked up.
âHello...â
âBi Zheng, where are you right now?â
The person she called was none other than her male officemate.
Leaving Qin Qitongâs home last night, she thought to clarify the situation to the man.
Hence, early in the morning of the next day, she rushed to find him.
â... I am at home now.â Surprised by her unexpected call and question, he took him awhile to answer.
âGood. Whereâs your house located? I have something to discuss with you...â
Once she got his address, she quickly relayed it to the driver, and they made their way there.
The young manâs house was not far from hers, so the taxi reached it faster than she thought.
She paid the fare and then gazed up at the apartment building before her.
From its outward appearance, this mid-rise building was built years ago.
She sucked in a deep breath and slowly made her way to the given address.
Third floor.
She looked at the brown door and plate number 306 before she raised her hand to knock.
Knock, knock, knock!
She had just knocked on the door when it was opened from the inside.
She raised a brow when she saw Bi Zheng looking much like a homebody with his unkempt hair, casual clothes, and square-rimmed glasses.
This lad was every bit of an elite at the company and a handsome male student on the streets, yet at home, he looks just like everybody. He was really multifaceted!
âWhatâs the issue?â He looked at her, who was standing outside his door, inquiringly.
âArenât you going to let me in? We havenât seen each other for so long, yet youâre just making me stand here as we talk?â
He stepped aside at her words.
âCome in.â
He opened the door and she entered with a smile.
She received indoor slippers from him at the doorway. Following him into the living room, she was slightly surprised.
That was because his house... was too clean.
It was spotlessly clean.
The walls and the floor were white. All his furniture was made of wood and painted in light colors. The place was super clean it looked lonely and did not seem welcoming.
âDo you... live alone?â
When he took out a bottle of mineral water from the fridge for her, she lightly coughed and inquired hesitantly.
âI am now.â He passed the water to her and sat down beside her on the sofa.
âHe is nowâ? Does it mean that he used to live with someone before?
âIâm here today to ask you about what happened between you and Qitong.â She received the bottle from him and gave him a solemn look.
Unexpectedly, upon hearing the lassâs name, his expressionless face morphed into a stiff and frigid one.
âThereâs nothing to talk about.â He coldly refused to say anything.
From his words, she could tell that he was angry, and the person he was angry with was the lass.
âI went to visit her yesterday. Sheâs nowââ
He cut in mid-speech.
âIf you are here to talk about her, then I donât think we have anything to discuss.â He gave her a dull stare; his face said that he was not joking.
âLet me finish speaking first. Qitong, sheâs not in a good state now. You have all misunderstood her...â She moved to explain the lassâs situation.
Her words fell on deaf ears, alas.
âSheâs not in a good state? Mengmeng is still lying on the hospital bed immobile!â
His eyes turned sharp. His expressionless face showed fierceness and anger for once.
Regrettably, he was having this expression because of that lass.
âDonât you believe her? Youâre with her all the time, yet you donât not know what type of person she is? Do you think she really hurt your girlfriend?â She was also a little frustrated. She now understood the hurt and anguish that lass was enduring.
The people she cared for, the people important to her, and the people she loved deeply, they all did not believe her. If this continued, she was afraid that that innocent girl would have a meltdown.
âI only believe the scene captured by the CCTV.â He looked at her coldly. His voice was filled with displeasure. âYou donât need to defend her. I donât want to hear anything about her ever again.â
âSometimes, what the eyes see may not be the truth. That CCTV footage may also be unreliable. Thereâs a term called âtrick of the eyeâ.â She did not give up because of his refusal to listen.
Trick of the eye...
His forehead creased slightly as his dark eyes glinted with suspicion.
âBi Zheng, I dare to swear on my life that that wasnât done by Qitong.â