Chapter 1837

Speaking of this, Jingyu pauses for a moment. Think of that man, the location of the heart ache.

After a while, she murmured: "if Mr. Yu didn't ask a bodyguard to protect me, maybe you can't see me now. And Jing Rong He also saved Jing Rong's accident. "

She looked at her father. "Since he needs this thing, you can give it to me and let me give it to him. Even if I repay his kindness, will you? From then on, he and I They really don't owe each other. "

The last sentence was dull and light. In the cold wind blowing gently, as if broken.

Jing Chaochen did not immediately speak, but looked at his daughter with heavy eyes.

Jingyu seems to be extremely tired, powerless lying on his father's lap, sad mouth: "Dad, I'm tired, now I want to take you and Jingrong home, we three people live a good life. He said, as long as you are willing to cooperate He'll let me go. He'll let you go. Will you give me the key and let me finish this

Jing Chao Chen's withered hand gently covers her daughter's head and caresses her fingers lovingly. After a while, he said, "I'll give it to you It's up to you. "

the other side.

Jing Rong and Wen Yanzhi are having breakfast at the same table. Obviously, Jing Rong is still making a fuss about yesterday's incident. He always eats quietly and doesn't want to lift his head.

The atmosphere was unbearable. After drinking porridge, he took the lead and asked, "where are you going today?"

“……” Jingrong didn't answer, as if he hadn't heard.

With patience, Wen Yanzhi continued to ask, "the girl you are dating today is the girl you like?"

“……” Jingrong continues to drink the soup.

Even kicking two iron plates, Wen Yan's face can not hang. As soon as he was cold, he went directly around Jingrong and grabbed the spoon in his hand and threw it on the table.

He glared at Jingrong angrily, but before he opened his mouth, Jingrong had already coldly replied: "this is my private affair, and you have nothing to do with it."

Shit!

Wen Yanzhi's face became more and more ugly, "Jingrong, don't be so arrogant! Why doesn't it matter to me? I have to protect you. Naturally, I need to know who you are meeting! Don't be so wordy. Tell me quickly which passer-by you want to see. If you have made it clear, you can go. If you don't know, you can settle down for me and stay at home. Don't want to go anywhere! "

In the end, he added arrogantly: "this young master forbids!"

When he mentioned this, Jing Rongzheng was right. His eyes looked at Wen Yanzhi seriously. "It's exactly what I want to tell you."

Wen Yanzhi frowned and did not like the look in his eyes.

"What do you want to say?" he asked in a deep voice

"I've been troubling you all this time. Now that I'm getting better, I don't think I should give you any more trouble. "

Wen Yanzhi's face was much colder. My teeth were tight. "You really gave me a lot of trouble! You still have some self-knowledge! "

Jing Rong looks a little embarrassed. The next moment, it seems to be a lot easier, "so, from today on, I will not live here."

Wen Yanzhi put his hands around his chest and sneered, "why, the girl friend you have is rich enough to support you? Or are you going to make trouble for your sister again

Every word of his words was harsh. However, what he said was the truth that Jing Rong could not refute.

His thin lips pursed tight, endure the displeasure, thin back stubborn straight, just cool way: "this is my business, and you have nothing to do with it."

It's OK to go to him!

It's like how much he likes to take care of him!

The young man was so ruthless that he tried to get rid of the relationship with him, which made Wen Yanzhi angry. "Don't think I want to keep you here. I take care of you just because your brother-in-law doesn't want to see your sister sad for you! You don't have to hurry now. I heard that your sister and your brother-in-law have been making a lot of trouble recently. As long as your brother-in-law doesn't care about your sister's affairs, I don't care about you. When the time comes, you will go where you like! "

Wen Yanzhi said that, without looking at Jing Rong, he just gave him a negative figure.

Jingrong looked at the back, eyes color incomparably complex.

Outside, came the roar of cars. His sports car, like the wind, disappeared outside the villa.

Jing Rong sighed heavily.

However, he just said, is the elder sister and the man in conflict recently?

Jing Rong invited his classmates to see the exhibition. The car stopped at the entrance of the exhibition hall, and the bodyguard helped him into a wheelchair.

"Jingrong." Female students a fresh uniform, carrying a schoolbag in the distance called him.

Jing Rong smiles at her, "long time no see."

The other side looked at Jingrong's legs with regret and said, "I thought you were just sick. I didn't expect..."

"It's just a little thing. I'm used to it now." Jingrong faint smile, "we go first, otherwise time is too late.""Well, I'll push you in."

The girl pushed the boy to the exhibition hall. The two whispered, and occasionally the boy would raise his head to respond to the girl. Two people look at each other with a smile, it seems not only very match, but also full of warmth and vitality.

Wen Yanzhi sat in the car not far away, looking at this scene with a heavy stone on his chest.

He had to find some fun to vent, or he would suffocate.

He took his cell phone out and dialed a series of numbers.

The phone was connected. Before waiting for what to say, Wen Yanzhi took the lead and said, "I'm just free today. Let's make a good appointment. I'll wait for you in the exhibition center."

There should be a happy, Wen Yanzhi will hang up the phone.

Fidgety left the mobile phone in the co pilot, calm down, only feel that this practice is particularly ridiculous, particularly naive, particularly boring. When has he ever done such an idiot before? Now it's better! Even because of this boy, he has become a complete idiot!

Wen Yanzhi beat the steering wheel impatiently.

Jing Rong was looking at the exhibition attentively. The painting passed by from the bottom of his eyes, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

I don't know when he can pick up the brush again and build these vivid pictures.

"Well, it's him!" All of a sudden, the girl around him called softly.

Jingrong heard the sound and looked away from the painting. Listen to the female students asked: "Jingrong, do you see, he was the last time we worked as a model of the gentleman? I remember you had a chat

Jing Rong has a bad feeling.

Follow the girl's line of sight to see the past, sure enough, you can see the familiar figure standing under a painting.

He is tall, with his hands in his pockets. He seems to be very focused on the painting.

Jingrong frowned.

He's following himself?

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