Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Zhao Ke looked at Pei Qiqi, and Pei Qiqi sensitively discovered that Zhao Ke didn't want to look at her. He just glanced at her and immediately lowered his head and gently stirred the coffee in the cup.

Zhao Ke picked up the cup elegantly, took a sip, looked up and saw that Pei Qiqi hadn't moved, and smiled faintly, "These are coffee beans imported from Holland, and you can't drink them in ordinary cafes."

Pei Qiqi pushed the cup forward and looked directly at Zhao Ke, "I don't like coffee."

Therefore, no matter how good coffee beans are, there is no appeal.

There was a hint of discomfort in Zhao Ke's eyes, but she still concealed it well, put down the cup, wiped her lower lip with a tissue, and took out lipstick to touch up her makeup. Then she said in a hurry, "Say Right, how much do you want?"

Pei Qiqi just looked at her like that, her eyes were a little hot.

This woman who looked very similar to her appeared in front of her not to see her, but to let her leave Tang Yu.

There was no expression on Pei Qiqi's small face, her eyes were fixed at Zhao Ke's.

Slowly, she said, "You are married to Tang Yu's father, right?"

In Zhao Ke's eyes, there was a touch of anger and a touch of embarrassment, as if being seen through.

"Anyway, I am Tang Yu's mother now. I don't want you to pester him. Let's talk about how much you want to leave him." Zhao Ke said, taking out a long slender cigarette from his handbag and lighting it. Take a sip.

The posture of smoking is also extremely beautiful... Once the No. 1 beauty in City B, the city is full of people.

Pei Qiqi couldn't remember how long she hadn't blinked, and she was already a little numb.

"One billion, I will leave him, Mrs. Tang, can you?" Pei Qiqi's voice was very soft, but it was extremely ironic in Zhao Ke's ears.

One billion...It was Zhao Ke who married Tang Zhiyuan. After so many years, Tang Zhiyuan didn't give her one billion.

She pressed down her cigarette **** a little irritably and looked at Pei Qiqi, "Too many, ten million, if you agree, I will write you a check immediately."

Pei Qiqi did not move, she looked into Zhao Ke's eyes, "You, are you my mother?"

Zhao Ke had already reached out to take the check, but after hearing Pei Qiqi's words, his movements became stiff.

She slowly raised her eyes and looked at Pei Qiqi as if she had seen a ghost.

She wanted to take out another cigarette, and found that the box was empty... Suddenly, her voice was almost sharp: "I'm not your mother! I don't know you... I never knew you."

Zhao Ke trembling hands, grabbed the bag on the table, almost staggered out...

The sound of high-heeled shoes hit Pei Qiqi’s heart, very painful and painful, one click, like a nail...

And the chair she had sat on was diagonally there...

Zhao Ke accidentally dropped a paper bag on the table, Pei Qiqi took it, and a business card fell out of it. The director of a certain club was named Zhao Ke.

Zhao Ke...

Pei Qiqi read the name repeatedly.

Pei Minghe always told her that her mother loved her very much, and that her mother passed away after giving birth...

But now she sees her mother, Zhao Ke... is Tang Yu's stepmother.

She married someone else and had Pei Ming and other men.

She doesn't love herself at all, she doesn't even dare to look at her...

Pei Qiqi closed her eyes, it turned out that she was abandoned and her biological mother.