The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

Qi Lei's expression suddenly turned cold.

The other party's words reminded him of those past moments.

A nightmarish past.

"What do you want to say?" Qi Lei's voice was particularly cold this time, and his eyes when looking at Xie Que seemed to be filled with ice, cold to the bone.

"I suffer from nightmares every day, why can you live so well?" Xie Que seemed to be particularly confused, tilting his head slightly, his eyes full of confusion.

"What does your pain have to do with me?" Qi Lei replied indifferently, holding the phone and missing his sister.

"After all, I have been my friend for more than a year..." Xie Que smiled broadly, "Shouldn't you comfort me?"

Qi Lei felt that he might have been too busy to agree to this crazy invitation. He stood up and planned to leave.

Xie Que blocked the way and refused to let him go.

"What do you mean?" Qi Lei was in a bad mood, and he didn't like talking to the person in front of him.

He felt that it was a mistake for him to go to the banquet.

No, it was a mistake.

He had already thought about saying goodbye to the past. Xie Que had seen his past, and he should have stopped contacting Xie Que long ago.

But this lunatic always has to contact him twice a year.

"Today is the day when my grandfather announces that I am the heir. As my friend, shouldn't you witness such an important day?"

"Don't call me friends, Xie Que, you and I have never been friends, and we will never be friends."

"So, you have never considered me a friend?" Xie Que's eyes were cold, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Qi Lei was terrifyingly cold.

"Of course." Qi Lei pushed him away, "Don't block the way."

"Why, Qi Lei, you comforted me during those days." Xie Que seemed particularly confused.

"There is no need to mention what happened at that time." Qi Lei said in a very calm voice, "Help you, I regret it."

After all, if he didn't help Xie Que, his life at that time might have been a little easier, and he wouldn't be as embarrassed as he was when he met Xing Jiu'an later.

"Don't look for me again in the future, otherwise I won't let you go easily." Qi Lei wanted to leave after saying that.

"It's okay not to look for you." Xie Que's voice came from behind, "As long as you tell me how you got out."

"Every time I dream, I dream of someone whipping me with a whip soaked in salt water. I still can't forget the pain of being hit with a hot red iron rod." He seemed extremely confused.

"Qi Lei, can you tell me how you came out?"

"How can I forget all those things."

Qi Lei listened to his words and thought about the past, and seemed to feel the pain of the body ulcer. But the next moment, he seemed to see Xing Jiu'an's smile again, and the pain on his body seemed to disappear all of a sudden.

Xie Que had experienced the pain with him. Although he hated this psychopath, after hearing these words from the other party, he still said, "It's you who didn't let go."

"Just let it go."

After saying that, he was ready to leave.

"Wait, Qi Lei, today is so important, can you stay?"

"I will never look for you again from now on."

Qi Lei paused and stayed.

He said that, but in his heart, he still regarded Xie Que as a partner during that time.

There is no shared joy, only shared suffering.

Xie Que is as annoying to him as his buried past, but he will also be a little soft-hearted because of this companion.