Chapter 89: Alienation

She had never laughed like this in front of him.

Zongfang adjusted his breathing and reached out to grab the door handle, but delayed opening it for a long time. After a long while, his hand slowly loosened the door handle and hung down again.

He was afraid he would see something he didn't want to see, and he was also afraid he would do something to hurt their relationship because of jealousy.

Zongfang suppressed the wild thoughts in his heart and took a few steps back until his back hit the cold wall. The man leaned his back against the wall and tilted his head, closing his eyes in annoyance, but the conversation in the room could still be heard clearly. He just stood in the empty corridor like this, not going in for a long time.

Inside the VIP room, Qiao Suisui was chatting with great interest, not noticing the movement at the door, but Lan Ze tilted his head slightly at the first moment. His mental power spread out like waves toward the door, sensed that Zongfang was outside, and then withdrew.

"Lan Ze, what's wrong?"

The young man smiled as if nothing had happened and said: "I was wondering if you would be thirsty."

"You didn't say it, and I didn't feel it. Wait a moment, I'll go call someone to help us get two glasses."

Qiao Suisui said she was about to get up and walk to the door, but was grabbed by the wrist by Lan Ze.

"Suisui, is he... good to you?"

"Huh? You mean Zongfang?"

She didn't know why Lan Ze would suddenly bring this up, but in front of Lan Ze, Qiao Suisui wasn't as defensive as she was in front of others, so she said without thinking: "Zongfang is very good to me now."

Lan Ze's mouth stiffened for a moment, but he still maintained a smile and asked again: "Then will you stay by his side forever?"

This time Qiao Suisui hesitated.

After a long while, she said: "No."

Because she always had to return to her own world, it was just that the time she stayed here could be temporarily decided by her. Whether it was Zongfang, or Luka, Laiboli, and the others, she couldn't stay with them forever. This was also why she didn't want to marry any male in this world. She felt that marriage was still very formal, and it really represented a kind of recognition... If she left one day, what would happen to the person left behind?

Lan Ze inadvertently "looked" toward the door, then smiled and said: "Thirsty, right? I'll go get you some water."

He opened the door, saw the corridor was empty, and a pair of flat shoes were placed under the wall opposite. Lan Ze walked out and closed the door, then picked up the shoes and put them into the flowerpot of the green plant at the corner, and finally called the waiter to get a glass of warm water and returned to the VIP room again.

The two chatted for a while, and it was getting late. Lan Ze proposed to send Qiao Suisui back.

"No trouble, I came with Zongfang. I'll go find him."

"Mm." Lan Ze lowered his eyes, his smile faded a bit, and he didn't say anything more.

When Qiao Suisui went downstairs, she saw that the banquet hadn't ended yet, and many people were still chatting enthusiastically. She looked around the venue but didn't see Zongfang's figure, so she grabbed a waiter and asked.

"Doctor Zongfang? Someone just saw him leave."

Qiao Suisui thought she had heard wrong. "Left alone?"

"It seems so. He left without saying anything. Someone came to find him to toast, but he grabbed their neck and threw them to the ground. That person was offended quite a bit and threatened to fix him."

Qiao Suisui frowned upon hearing this and wanted to go out to find him, but was gently pulled by Lan Ze beside her.

"He's in a fit of anger right now. Will you be okay if you go over?"

"He shouldn't... to me..." Qiao Suisui suddenly remembered that when Zongfang was angry before, he would either force her until she couldn't get out of bed, or she would be locked up by him, so she hesitated a bit.

Lan Ze said again: "How about this, Suisui, I'll go help you find him. You're tired today too, why not go back directly and wait for him? Maybe he's already gone back."

She thought it made sense and smiled apologetically at Lan Ze: "Still have to trouble you with this kind of thing... even though he treated you like that last time..."

Lan Ze shook his head with a laugh, pinched the tip of her nose, and said: "If you are so polite to me, it will make me sad, Suisui."

"And I can understand the situation last time. He couldn't control his emotions. I think he didn't mean it either."

Qiao Suisui felt that this was right and not right, and always felt that there was something strange, but couldn't say what it was. She looked at Lan Ze's simple smile and felt that it must be her overthinking. So she got on Lan Ze's flying ship and let the driver take her back to Suote.

The back of the banquet was an unmanned terrace. At this moment, the noise inside and the silence outside formed a sharp contrast. Zongfang walked to the lounge chair on the terrace, looked at it expressionlessly for a while, and then kicked the lounge chair over.

His coat didn't know where it had been thrown. At this moment, the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up casually, and the collar was open. The close-fitting tailoring outlined his chest line very clearly, which was a bit vaguely sexy in the dim light.

The man smoothed his hair in annoyance, and a feeling of stuffiness blocked his chest, neither up nor down.

Footsteps came from behind, unhurried. Zongfang turned his head coldly and saw a young man with ink-blue short hair walking out of the darkness.

"Do you think I really dare not kill you?"

Lan Ze's hollow eyes showed a bit of mockery. "If you touch me, you and her will be finished."

Zongfang gritted his back teeth, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes were full of sharp murderous intent.

He was right. Zongfang himself knew very well that Qiao Suisui had been unwilling to accept him because the violent side of his personality made her feel insecure. Now that the relationship between the two had just warmed up, Lan Ze's appearance was really not the right time.

Zongfang smiled coldly and said: "Do you think I will fall for your little tricks behind my back? You want to insert yourself, don't you weigh your own strength first? What can you give her? Does she need you? It's nothing more than a verbal engagement. She doesn't have that kind of thought for you at all."

Facing Zongfang's aggressive questioning, Lan Ze smiled slightly and said only one sentence, which made Zongfang's pupils shrink abruptly, and his expression became very ugly.

Suote.

Qiao Suisui only lit a soft floor lamp. At this moment, she hadn't changed her clothes and was sitting on the dining chair waiting for Zongfang to come home. Later, her butt was a bit sore from sitting, so she curled up on the sofa into a small ball, her hair spread on the sofa, some of it dragging to the ground, and she didn't notice it at all. Her spirit was a bit drowsy, and she was so sleepy that tears were streaming down.

Finally, after I don't know how long, the sound of opening the door rang out. Qiao Suisui bounced off the sofa like a nimble rabbit and walked quickly to the porch.

"Where have you been? Why did you leave without saying anything?"

Zongfang lowered his head to change his shoes and didn't answer her. He glanced at the champagne-colored high heels on her feet, and the depth in his eyes condensed into ice.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Qiao Suisui was stunned when she saw his reaction, feeling like she had been poured a basin of cold water over her head.

"Oh, I'm going to sleep now."

Zongfang said "Mm," and then walked past her directly toward the studio. After walking a few steps away, he stopped again, and the two stood back to back in the huge house.

"Rest early, I have to write a report tonight."

After speaking, the man entered the studio. For a long time after the sound of closing the door rang, Qiao Suisui was still standing at the porch, unable to recover. ===== CHAPTER 90 =====