After conquering the male supporting role, the male protagonist became jealous

Zhou Lingshu walked to the window and closed the curtain, and the black car parked under the tree downstairs came into view. The man next to the car had his left leg slightly bent, half leaning on the door, and a scarlet spot on his fingertips flickered.

"Pull-"

Zhou Lingshu closed the curtains and turned back to bed.

I took Xiaobai, who was curled up in the quilt, into my arms.

If it weren't for her words "If you follow me again, I will die", He Qishen might have followed her again.

After she said that, He Qishen's dominance disappeared almost instantly, and his face suddenly turned pale.

She was just taking a gamble.

I bet that her death in her previous life had dealt a heavy blow to He Qishen, and I bet that he was afraid that she would die again.

A heavy feeling that she hadn't felt for a long time gradually weighed on her heart. She wanted to get rid of He Qishen and even used this excuse to threaten him.

How virtuous and capable she is.

That kind of love was too heavy and suffocating, making her breathless.

Zhou Lingshu lay in bed for a long time and couldn't fall asleep.

He Qishen downstairs exhaled a smoke ring and looked at the window where the lights were turned off.

Those stubborn and resolute eyes lingered in his mind.

——He Qishen, if you dare to follow me again, I will commit suicide, just like in my last life.

At that moment, his blood flowed backwards and his whole body turned cold. How could she know that she committed suicide in her previous life? !

Soon he had the answer in his mind.

Deep fog.

He didn't dare to gamble, so he didn't dare to follow her upstairs, but he hadn't seen her for a long time and wanted to be closer to her.

"Mr. He, I've already booked a room. This is a small county town, and the hotel facilities are average. You may have to make do with it."

Tang Ji handed the room card to He Qishen, who did not move for a long time, just staring in the same direction. Tang Ji sighed slightly in his heart.

"Am I wrong?"

A dull voice rang out in the dark night, and Tang Ji looked up in shock.

The street lights shone through the dense branches, and mottled light and shadows were scattered on He Qishen's tense face and broad shoulders. He looked particularly lonely and confused.

After trying everything, she still didn't want to stay with him.

"Mr. He, what do you like about your wife?" Tang Ji asked.

He Qishen's heart seemed to skip a beat. What did he like about her? It seemed that he had never thought deeply about this question. As long as she stood there, he loved her.

"Madam is still young." Tang Ji reminded gently.

Zhou Lingshu loves to play and has an extroverted and lively personality. Even her parents can't control her, let alone a man she doesn't like.

The more He Qishen intervenes, the more Zhou Lingshu will resist.

He Qishen has been independent and authoritarian in the group for a long time. Everything is under his control, so it is natural for him to bring this habit into his relationships.

Little do people know that work and love cannot be confused.

"You go first."

After sending Tang Ji away, He Qishen took out a cigarette box from his pocket, took out another cigarette and lit it, then turned his gaze to the window with closed curtains again.

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Zhou Lingshu didn't get up until ten o'clock. There were not many students in her dance studio, and they were all sent to the studio after class.

She opened the curtains and the car was still there.

Zhou Lingshu withdrew her gaze indifferently. She was thinking about whether to return to northern Beijing or change places.

Once she returns, He Qishen will not want to divorce, and her parents will definitely not allow her to do so.

It will be a headache by then.

It’s better to change the place.

After washing up, Zhou Lingshu sat on the sofa and opened the food delivery app, but after looking around, he didn’t see anything he wanted to eat.

Although the food in Lingcheng tastes good, there are only a few restaurants.

Tired of eating...

She also thought about cooking by herself, but the first time she tried it, the hot oil splashed all over her body, leaving blisters all over her body.

"Knock Knock-"

There was a knock on the door. Zhou Lingshu took his legs down from the sofa while looking at his phone, put on his shoes and went to open the door.

The door opened and He Qishen, dressed in gray, stood at the door.

"Are you going to let me die?" Zhou Lingshu looked at the person outside the door coldly and said coldly.

I told him not to come again, but he still dared to come!

"Ah Shu, don't say that." He Qishen's eyes flickered, he suppressed his emotions, raised the bag in his hand and said, "I bought some vegetables."

Zhou Lingshu lowered his eyes and noticed that He Qishen was holding bags in both hands.

It turns out he was here to be the chef.

The neighbor across the street just opened the door and was stunned for a moment when she saw Zhou Lingshu's sullen face, but she quickly greeted her.

"Lingshu, who is this?" The neighbors' eyes fell on He Qishen. Each of them looked like a star.

Zhou Lingshu curved his eyes and randomly found a relationship: "My cousin."

"So it's my cousin. I was wondering, you two look so alike. Is your cousin married? If not, I'll introduce him to a girl."

Sister Wang looked at He Qishen carefully and enthusiastically. He was tall and had long legs, and seemed to be good at making money.

"Like me, he may not want to get married for the time being."

He Qishen's eyes lit up when he heard the first sentence, but returned to normal when Zhou Lingshu said the second sentence.

Sister Wang shook her head with regret, and before she left she kept muttering, "How come all of them are widows when they are so pretty?"

He Qishen's mouth twitched.

"Are you a widower?"

Zhou Lingshu smiled wryly: "What does it have to do with you? Just leave now."

"I'll leave after I've made you dinner."

"?"

Zhou Lingshu felt a little confused. Why was he suddenly so easy to talk to?

Not right.

He wouldn't plan to break in and then refuse to leave, right?

"I won't keep you for dinner even if you've finished?" Zhou Lingshu stared at He Qishen's face seriously, not missing any of his expressions.

"Well, let's go after we're done." He Qishen curled his lips.

Zhou Lingshu lowered his head to look at the phone in his hand, then looked at the dishes in He Qishen's hand.

"If you don't leave, I will call the police."

After He Qishen gave repeated assurances, Zhou Lingshu let the person in. "Shoes." She pointed to the pair of men's slippers at the bottom of the shoe cabinet by the door.

Now she has to do everything by herself and she doesn't want to mop the floor.

The pair of large-sized men's slippers made He Qi take a deep breath.

Zhou Lingshu didn't hear the noise behind her. She turned her head and saw He Qishen staring at the shoes in a trance. He said coldly, "Why, are you trying to find someone to investigate me and find out who I have been in contact with in the past year or so here?"

"Come in if you want to cook, and leave if you don't want to. Don't stand there. I don't need anyone guarding the door for me."

After Zhou Lingshu finished speaking, he sat down on the sofa and ignored He Qishen.

After a while, the door was closed. Zhou Lingshu's heart skipped a beat. Although her eyes were on the TV, her peripheral vision was paying attention to He Qishen who walked in.

She wasn't sure whether He Qi Shen would do anything out of line. She was just tired of those meals, but she was a little craving for He Qi Shen's cooking.

He Qishen’s cooking skills are even better than those of her chef.

She looked at He Qishen without saying anything, and carried the dishes into the kitchen. Her kitchen had everything she needed. She had tried to cook it once before and failed, so she never touched it again.

Su Huai sent a message asking her if she wanted to go boating on the lake in the afternoon. Lingcheng is an inland city, but there is a river in the county seat that divides the city into two.

Zhou Lingshu thought he had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he agreed.