After getting her things, Song Nanqiao walked forward along the winding stairs. When she raised her eyes, she saw Tang Jingze standing at the corner of the stairs waiting for her.
She frowned slightly, turned around and walked directly to the other end of the corridor.
Seeing this, Tang Jingze immediately caught up with her in two steps. He stepped forward and grabbed her hand, "Why are you doing this?"
Song Nanqiao's fingertips were so painful from his grip that he couldn't help but turn around. What he saw was his angry expression, and a sense of powerlessness surged from the bottom of his heart.
"I don't know what you are talking about. Please make it clear."
"You knew I gave her that bracelet, but why did you buy it back?"
Sure enough, he came to ask for help.
Song Nanqiao couldn't help feeling sad.
She had many guesses that he bought the bracelet or gave it to her as a gift.
But just now, the staff pushed the carefully wrapped box in front of her, "This is a handmade bracelet. Miss Ji asked me to give you a few words, you must take good care of this bracelet."
Only then did she realize that this bracelet was actually made by Tang Jingze himself.
Look, this is showing off to her how much he cared about Ji Mengya.
"Mr. Tang, please let go of my hand, you're hurting me."
There was only endless frost on her cold cheeks, and with a sudden force, she waved his hand away.
"Mr. Tang, it's not like you've never done this before. I'm just learning your way and doing what I think I should do. There's nothing to make a fuss about."
With a twitch in the corner of his eye, he knew that what she was referring to was the previous auction of Lufthansa Lang. He had bought pigeon blood in the same way.
Tang Jingze couldn't hold it back and suddenly laughed in a secretive manner, "The irony in your words is really strong, Nan Qiao, do you care?"
Song Nanqiao raised the corners of her lips, and a faint smile appeared in her eyes, "This thing is of no importance to me."
After saying that, she neatly picked up the delicate box in the bag, took out the bracelet without blinking, and threw it directly into the trash can beside her.
With a 'ding' sound, the bracelet was ruthlessly thrown into the dirty trash can.
"Some things only deserve to live in the trash can, for example, this 'bracelet' is worthless in my eyes."
Tang Jingze's face froze, and his eyes swept into the trash can, "You..."
A slight smile overflowed from her cold eyes, "Yes, you read that right, I just threw it away in front of you."
Tang Jingze's eyes were filled with disbelief, his thin lips pursed a straight line, and he looked at her in surprise.
"I have decided to let go of the past. I don't care about everything in the past, including you."
She spoke in an understatement, secretly determined to end it.
Ji Mengya stepped on her high heels and hurriedly followed her out, but she happened to see this scene.
But she couldn't scold Song Nanqiao, so she hugged Tang Jingze's arm with an aggrieved look and said softly: "Miss Song, if you don't like it, I can buy it back at the original price. I just ask you..."
"When you buy something, it belongs to me. What I want to do with it is my business. If Miss Ji doesn't mind, you can condescend to pick it back up?"
Ji Mengya suddenly turned pale.
Song Nanqiao raised the corners of his mouth, and his clear eyes were full of indifference. After expressing his attitude, he didn't stay any longer.
She picked up her steps and disappeared around the corner.
Tang Jingze watched her leave with helpless eyes, his throat rolled slightly, as if he had something to say, but when it came to his mouth, he swallowed it hard.
Ji Mengya bit her lower lip reluctantly, clenched her hands tightly into fists, and the next second, she squatted in front of the trash can regardless of her appearance.
"What are you doing?" Tang Jingze looked at her in shock as she reached out and rummaged inside.
Ji Mengya rummaged for the bracelet. Fortunately, there was nothing special in the trash can, it was just waste paper.
"Aze, look, I got it back."
She picked up the bracelet and smiled brightly.
Tang Jingze glanced at her happy expression, feeling filled with melancholy.
"You..." He paused, suddenly unable to say anything else.
Lift your steps and start walking.
The scene between the two of them was photographed by a reporter hiding aside.
He suddenly felt something, and quickly grabbed the man hiding in the corner, pressing him against the wall so fast, "Who asked you to take the photo?"
"I, I didn't..." The male reporter's voice trembled with fright when he saw his angry expression.
Out of fear, the camera fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.
A sharp look suddenly flashed across Tang Jingze's eyes. He grabbed the man's collar and pushed him back hard.
"I'm asking you again, who asked you to take the photo?"
The male reporter's face twisted in pain, "A woman just came to me and asked me to take a picture of you and Miss Ji together to prove that you have an improper relationship. She said... we can't let Miss Ji gain a foothold in Bincheng."
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When Tang Jingze heard this, he put his elbow on the reporter's neck with a livid face, "Who is that woman?"
The man was pressed until he couldn't breathe and screamed at the top of his lungs, "Mr. Tang, please let me go. I just want to catch the news. I will never dare to do it again..."
"Aze, let him go." Ji Mengya, who was standing by, had never seen him like this before, and rushed forward to stop him, "After all, if something goes wrong in this situation, it would be bad for you."
The man glanced sharply, as if he thought of something, he loosened his elbow and said with an angry expression, "Get out of here!"
When the reporter heard this, he rolled away and ran away.
Ji Mengya narrowed her eyes, "Aze..."
Tang Jingze didn't listen to her words and ran out in a hurry.
She saw the man's back as he left. The bracelet on her hand sank into her flesh after she clenched it tightly. With just a little force, it was hard to bleed.
Song Nanqiao stood at the door of the hotel, the night was endless. She touched her belly with the palm of her hand and took out her mobile phone to make a call. She accidentally bumped into the figure in her peripheral vision. She frowned and hurriedly turned to leave.
But just after taking a few steps, Tang Jingze rushed to her.
"Let's go."
He didn't ask anything and stretched out his hand to pull her.
But she pushed his hand away and said, "You drank today and can't drive."
He smiled and pointed at her nonchalantly, "Then come."
"I don't want to drive today." She refused without thinking.
The tone was not serious, and there was no hint of happiness or anger. Song Nanqiao raised his eyes and sighed, "I have already asked the driver to come over."
In fact, it's not that she doesn't want to drive, it's just that she feels uncomfortable both physically and mentally today.
The man frowned, always feeling that something was wrong.
"Nan Qiao, are you hiding something from me?" His eyes roamed all over her body, and when he touched the flat shoes under her feet, his expression tightened, "Why do you have to wear this outfit today? Even if I gave it to you as a gift.
Not accepted..."
"What about you? Ji Mengya is therese, were you the first to know?"
Song Nanqiao felt guilty and quickly changed the topic.
Chapter completed!