Chapter 1467

After the words fell, the car window fell, and a man wearing plain glasses curled his lips and smiled evilly.

Gao Liying felt a "thump" in her heart.

The car door opened, and the man stepped out of the car and came to her. The check in his hand lightly slapped her face twice, "We're private, so there's no need to call the police. You can fill in the money yourself and buy a new car." of."

After the words fell, the check slipped from her fingers and landed at Gao Liying's feet.

Wow... the onlookers were in awe.

Jing Qiu frowned slightly.

At this moment, Jing Ming brushed his backcombed hair to the front, covering his forehead loosely, wearing a pair of glasses and a black shirt. He has a slender and perfect figure, and looks young and handsome no matter what.

Because he has not been back for a long time, and he is not high-profile, many people do not recognize him.

However, she believed that Gao Liying recognized it.

As for herself, no matter how Jing Ming changes his external image, she can recognize it at a glance.

"Aren't you going home?" Jing Ming walked over and looked at her with a slight smile, his eyes full of love were so intense that they couldn't melt through the lenses.

Jing Qiu's heart fluttered, and when he met his eyes, he hurriedly avoided, "The police will come, I..."

"Don't wait, I'll let Ah Liang stay."

After finishing speaking, Jing Ming took her hand, and under the amazed and confused eyes of everyone, he took her into the car and drove away...

"Why did you come here?" After driving for a while, Jing Qiu couldn't help asking.

Jing Ming turned his head to look at her, smiled, "I was worried about you, so I brought Ah Liang here, and I didn't want to interrupt your chat with President Murong, so I stayed outside the gate all the time, and witnessed the collision between you and Gao Liying..."

When he said this, Jing Qiu naturally understood that he had been to Phoenix Garden, and his daughter told him about the situation.

However, there was a sour taste in his words.

Thinking of Masati's words, Jing Qiu didn't turn his head, and reprimanded in his heart: What are you so sour about?

So, she said with a hint of anger: "You really have no right to disturb my date with any man."

Hearing this, Jing Ming twisted his nose and twisted his neck... It's really uncomfortable.

"I don't even know if you told Tongtong a lie." There was a trace of dissatisfaction in his deep voice.

Jing Qiu turned around and looked at his flawless profile, "What did Tongtong tell you?"

"She said...you didn't promise Murong Sheng."

Jing Qiu's red lips curled slightly, "I'm perfunctory."

"Perfunctory Murong Sheng, or perfunctory daughter?"

"You don't have to know."

"Sister, you have an opinion on me again." He freed up a hand to shake Jing Qiu's hand.

Jing Qiu turned sideways, "Concentrate on driving!"

With his hands empty, he retracted them embarrassingly, looked at the road ahead, and said "oh" softly.

For the next ten minutes or so, the two of them had nothing to say. When they arrived at the intersection, the red light came on. Jing Ming stopped the car and turned to look at her.

Jing Qiu's eyes turned slightly, and as soon as his eyes came into contact, Jing Ming hurriedly avoided it again, and the roots of his ears were slightly red, just like peeking at her wearing clothes back then.

Jing Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at his handsome side face, his thoughts suddenly flew back to his girlhood...

"Sister, what kind of man are you going to marry in the future?"

That year, Jing Ming was fifteen years old and she was eighteen. They sat on an ornamental stone in the front yard, looking up at the stars.

"I don't know." She didn't want to answer.

"Sister, you are going to college this year, why don't you know?"

She patted his head casually, "How old are you? How did you think of this question?"

He smiled, his teeth were white, and his eyes were shining like stars.

"Because I'm afraid that my sister will be snatched away by a handsome guy, and then you won't like me anymore and won't accompany me anymore."

She shook her head, "No, my sister likes you and won't leave you alone."

He happily held her hand, with excitement in his eyes, "Can my sister wait for me to grow up?"

"What do you mean waiting for you to grow up? We grew up together. When you are eighteen years old, you can celebrate your birthday without your sister, and you don't need your sister to protect you."

"Hahaha..." He smiled, holding her hand tightly, "When I grow up, I still want you to be by my side, and we will never be apart."

"I want you to stay by my side, we will never be apart" This sentence is still so clear in retrospect, his smile, the light in his eyes, are vivid in my memory.

Everything is like yesterday, and it seems like a lifetime away.

Now, she can touch him as long as she stretches out her hand, but she no longer dares.

"Sister, shall we go have a cup of coffee?" Jing Ming suddenly said again.

Jing Qiu glanced at the time, "No, I promised Tongtong, I'd better go back and sleep with her early."

Jing Ming pursed his lower lip, feeling inexplicably nervous, "Tong Tong...she will agree."

"..." Jing Qiu turned his head sideways, looking at the night scene outside the window, "I'm tired today, let's go to bed early."

Jing Ming secretly sighed, "Okay."

When they arrived at the Phoenix Garden, Jing Qiu got off the car and walked straight to the elevator. Jing Ming was two steps behind, holding his mobile phone to type something...

Jing Qiu walked into the elevator and looked at him suspiciously.

He smiled, stepped in, stuffed his phone into his trouser pocket, and took off his glasses. He immediately looked much better, with a confident glow in his eyes.

"Sister, it's past ten o'clock, Tongtong must be asleep now?" He looked at the digital display.

Jing Qiu looked up at him, "Aren't you going back to Yunjingling?"

"Do not!"

"There are only two rooms, aren't there?"

"Well, I know, one for my daughter and one for me."

Jing Qiu pursed his lips, feeling a little sore in his heart, not his own.

...

After the elevator came out, Jing Ming opened the door, and found that there was only one wall lamp on in the living room, and two bunches of fresh tea were placed on the coffee table, smelling fragrant.

Jing Qiu glanced at Jing Ming.

Jing Ming smiled, "I bought it, one for you and one for your daughter."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly stretched out his long arms and hugged Jing Qiu into his arms, "Sister..."

Jing Qiu's whole body trembled, and he put his hands on his chest, his expression changed from nervousness, "What are you going to do?"

But Jing Ming grabbed her hand calmly, smiled charmingly, "Please, sister, change the medicine for me."

Jing Qiu swept his chest and hurriedly pushed him away, her pretty face flushed slightly, "I'll go and see Tongtong first."

"She's asleep." Jing Ming smiled.

Just before, he sent a message to Lin Tongtong, saying that they were back.

Lin Tongtong understood what he meant, and sent an "OK" gesture, adding three words "I'm asleep".

Sure enough, the daughter cooperated with him very well, closing the door tightly and locking it, Jing Qiu couldn't push it open.

She turned around and saw Jing Ming smiling so happily, as if she got a piece of candy she bought when she was a child, "Sister, I'm going to take a shower first, just wait for me."

He got into his room.

Jing Qiu didn't make a sound, sat on the sofa and carefully watched the two bouquets of flowers...

A bouquet of red roses and a bouquet of pink lilies, she guessed that this bouquet of lilies was what Jing Ming wanted to give to her.

Just leaning over to smell it, I heard the phone "ding".

She blinked, only to realize that her mobile phone was placed on the coffee table. She opened her eyes and found that the message was sent by an unfamiliar number——

"Sister, this is Masati, can you answer the phone?"

She was slightly stunned, and checked the call records suspiciously, and found that she had called this number three times, but they were all rejected.

Obviously, it was either Jing Ming or the daughter, because they knew that the number belonged to Masati, and Masati may have recorded her phone number through her daughter's mobile phone.

"Sorry, I'm taking a break." Jing Qiu didn't want to answer, so he replied the text message.

"Sister, I just want to tell you that Canglang accompanied me to the hospital to have an abortion. I didn't lie to you. Please help us to persuade him, please."

Jing Qiu's forehead tightened, and his heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

She pressed her finger and turned off the phone.

A few minutes later, Jing Ming came out wearing a pair of blue beach shorts, holding a small medicine box in his hand, came to sit next to Jing Qiu with a slight smile.

With a blank expression on his face, Jing Qiu put down the magazine in his hand, took the medicine box and opened it...

Jing Ming stared at her face, and slightly withdrew his bright smile, "Sister, you...are you tired?"

His face is so ugly.

"If you know I'm tired, please cooperate and sit down!" Jing Qiu said coldly.

Jing Ming's skin tightened, and he reached out to get the cotton wool, but Jing Qiu slapped it away.

He pulled his lower lip in a nasty way, his eyes showed a trace of innocence, and his voice was low, "Sister, if I'm wrong, you can criticize me and don't be cold to me, okay? I'm afraid of you... ah!"

The wound on the chest was pressed by the cotton wool, and the irritating pain instantly spread to all the limbs, Jing Ming twisted his face, "Sister, take it easy."

"Are you still afraid of pain?" Jing Qiu continued to smear.

Jing Ming tensed his body, looked down at the woman squatting in front of him, "I never want to pretend to be in front of you."

"Humph!"

"Sister..." A certain brother wanted to act like a baby.

"To shut up!"

"..." A certain younger brother pursed his thin lips, but his deep black eyes were still staring closely at her face.

After a few hisses, Jing Qiu neatly wrapped the bandage around him, and when she picked up the scissors, she seemed to deliberately shake Jing Ming's eyes.

Jing Ming closed his eyes subconsciously, and there was a "click" on his chest.

All is at peace.

Jing Ming slowly opened his eyes, and found that Jing Qiu had turned around and threw the unused gauze backwards on him, then she grabbed the mobile phone on the coffee table, picked up her bag, and strode towards the door...

The back is glamorous and decisive.

"Hey!" Jing Ming rushed to catch up, "Sister, where are you going?"

Jing Qiu didn't turn his head back: "Go home and sleep."

As soon as she finished speaking, her waist suddenly tightened, and Jing Ming carried her whole body on her shoulders...

"Ah!" She screamed subconsciously after a burst of dizziness.

The door of Lin Tongtong's room was quietly opened, and her bright eyes were shining through the gap...

She saw that her father's strong arms protected her mother's struggling body, carrying her striding into his room.

Boom! The door is closed.

Lin Tongtong smiled happily, closed the door and went to bed...

"Jing Ming, you bastard!"

In the luxurious large bedroom, Jing Qiu fell to the ground, stroked his messy hair, stared at Jing Ming and cursed angrily.

Jing Ming changed his previous "poor" younger brother's appearance, stepped forward and grabbed the back of Jing Qiu's head, and caught off guard and pecked her face again.

"You call me an asshole once in the future, and I'll give you a kiss, hehe..."

Jing Qiu blushed with anger, "Jing Ming, do you believe I told Dad?"

Jing Ming raised his eyebrows, "Sister, are you confused? The old man already knew that Tongtong was born to me. He called me yesterday and said that your sister is alone now. If you can take care of her for the rest of her life, I will be content." gone."

Jing Qiuxiu frowned, and her glistening eyes shrank...

She already knew that her mother was her adoptive father's first love girlfriend. When her adoptive father learned that her parents died in a car accident, he took her home to raise her.

Because he loves her mother, he has always "loved" her.

Taking a deep breath, Jing Qiu calmed down. She pulled up her skirt and looked at Jing Ming indifferently, "Did you meet one and love the other?"

Jing Ming immediately raised his hand, "I'm wronged! There are not many women in this world who can touch my heart."

"Not many? One hundred is not many compared to one thousand."

"Sister, please forgive me."

Jing Ming held her hand, grinning, "I'll tell you tonight, sister, you've always been in my heart. I used to have thoughts about Miss Gu, and I half wanted to repay her kindness and half admired her. At that time, I I thought you must have a family."

Jing Qiu didn't want him to think that he was jealous and that he was narrow-minded.

She pushed him away, "I don't want to know this, if you want to keep my words, then go out!"

After speaking, she picked up a pillow on the bed.

When she was hugged into her arms, she was stunned again, and found that the bed was actually a three by three bed with two pillows on it, and there was a photo of her and Jing Ming's life on the bedside table...

She was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly scanned the room, and found that there were many small frames of different styles and colors hanging on the wall, and the women in the frames were all her.