"What are you hiding from? Have you done something wrong again?" Shangguan Rui scolded him coldly, his face was extremely dark, and he was as forbearing as before the storm.
Sikong Lingge's chest trembled and his face turned slightly pale, "No..."
"No?" Shangguan Rui snorted coldly, his voice coming from the extremely cold place, "Sikong Lingge, do you really think that I am a fool and can't see anything?"
Sikong Lingge was trembling and flustered, her heart clenched tightly, and she didn't know how to answer...
Zhixing did not tell Shangguan Rui that he planned to accept Mrs. Feng's threat to go to the Feng family. She must have a reason...
Sikong Lingge took a deep breath to calm down, but his voice was still dry, "Really not..."
Sikong Lingge paused, "If you don't believe it, you can ask Zhixing..."
Shangguan Rui sneered, "You don't need to remind me about this matter. I will verify it with Zhixing."
Sikong Lingge nodded, "You can call Zhixing right away and ask."
She also wanted to find out why Shangguan Zhixing hid part of the matter from Shangguan Rui.
Shangguan Rui stared straight at Sikong Lingge, thoughtfully——
Her expression looked very natural, and her eyes were even a little dazed, not like she was lying...
Maybe, he is overthinking?
Did Sikong Lingge really not hide anything about himself?
His long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and Shangguan Rui's expression slowly softened.
He held Sikong Lingge's hand and said gently, "It's getting late. Let's go downstairs for dinner."
After finishing speaking, he took Sikong Lingge's hand and walked towards the door.
He completely didn't expect that Guan Rui's attitude would change so quickly. Sikong Lingge was stagnant and followed numbly.
The two of them came to the corridor and met Fang Yiren, who happened to be coming out of the room.
"My dear, sister Lingge." Fang Yiren greeted warmly, with a sweet smile on her face.
Sikong Lingge stiffened and nodded unnaturally.
Shangguan Rui glanced at Fang Yiren coldly, said nothing, and just led Sikong Lingge forward, as if Fang Yiren didn't exist.
Fang Yiren's expression froze, and her eyes suddenly turned dark, with a hint of sinister coldness flashing across her eyes.
This touch of coldness only appeared for a second and then disappeared.
Fang Yiren strode forward to catch up, smiled at them "innocently and innocently", took Sikong Lingge's hand, and went downstairs with them.
The moment he was pulled by Fang Yiren, Sikong Lingge's chest shook. His whole body felt as if he had been hit by a strong electric current, and his limbs were as cold as ice.
He struggled for a moment, trying to pull his hand back.
Helpless, Fang Yiren's hands were like pliers, clenching tightly.
Sikong Lingge didn't dare to move too much for fear of ruining Shangguan Rui's plan, so she could only hold back the cold and let Fang Yiren hold it.
Fortunately, the restaurant is not far away, on the first floor, and it only takes less than three minutes to get there.
Otherwise, Sikong Lingge really couldn't guarantee whether he would be unable to restrain himself and violently throw Fang Yiren away.
As I was thinking about it, I felt something in my palm, something prickly, like a piece of paper folded into a square shape.
Fang Yiren, what does this mean?
What else are you trying to threaten yourself with?
Sikong Lingge frowned and looked at Fang Yiren.
Fang Yiren first looked at Sikong Lingge with a puzzled look, as if she had no idea why she was looking at him.
After everyone stopped paying attention, he smiled enigmatically at Sikong Lingge, let go of her hand, and went to sit down at the dining table.