Chapter 885

Ji Jinchuan went out of the bedroom to the guest room. He lit a cigarette on the balcony and sucked it one mouthful after another. With the smoke, it seemed that he could spit out the anger in his chest.

Fang Yaqing's name is like a magic barrier in his heart. He always feels that he owes her.

When Ji Shaoheng humiliated her in front of everyone, he would feel angry.

He remembers clearly that Fang Yaqing and Ji Shaoheng went to Nanhai bay to look for him on the eve of going abroad. He avoided seeing him. She waited downstairs all night.

Suddenly it rained heavily that night, and she huddled herself in her arms and squatted by the flower bed downstairs.

And he stood in front of the window upstairs, that small group in the autumn night in the cold rain, looking at people heartache.

He forced himself to be hard hearted not to see her, trying to make her retreat.

At that time, he was cruel to her, but also merciless.

The next day when he went out of the villa, Fang Yaqing had not left yet. He was soaked in the rain all night and was very embarrassed.

She grabbed his arm and begged humbly, "I don't want to go to New York with Ji Shaoheng. I don't want to go with him. I know that I can't deserve you. I will go far away and will not appear again. Please don't give me to him."

Looking at her low dignity and pleading with himself, he didn't even have the courage to look at her and left his eyes elsewhere.

"Since Shaoheng likes you, he will treat you well. That place in New York is very good, so I will accompany him to have a good treatment there."

She complained with red eyes: "Ji Jinchuan, you are very selfish. I am a human being. It is not something you want to love and give me to your brother if you don't love. Why do you control my life?"

He was silent and allowed her to beat and scold himself.

She cried tired, grabbed his clothes and fell on the ground, hoarse way: "but is relying on me to love you, just in my world domineering, I thought falling in love with yourself is happy, now I know, this is the beginning of misfortune."

Finally, she followed Ji Shaoheng to New York.

At that time, she was only 20 years old. She had her own thoughts and the right to decide her own life, but she was deprived by the Ji family.

In the first year, he would occasionally inquire about Fang Yaqing and Ji Shaoheng's situation in New York, hoping to know whether she was well off.

If she did well, his guilt would diminish.

If she is not well, he will try his best to make up for her.

Ji Shaoheng will send photos to her every other time.

Hearing that she had a good life and looking at the intimate photos of her and Ji Shaoheng, he felt a little better.

Every time he would think that although he was cruel to her, she was very happy, which was enough.

……

After the smoke in his hand was finished, he ignited another cigarette. He smoked too fast and coughed several times.

The mobile phone in the pocket rang, the sudden sound broke the silence of the night, like a most primitive melody.

He took out his mobile phone and glanced at the name on the screen. It was Fang Yaqing who called. Instead of connecting, he put the mobile phone into his pocket again.

He slowly smoked the cigarette in his hand, allowing his mobile phone to ring all the time. Maybe the noisy ringing bothered him, and his heart became more and more manic.

For about a minute, it finally quieted down. His cigarette end was extinguished and four or five cigarette butts were thrown from his feet.

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