Feng Haotian was hugged by Anjing and couldn't walk away. Just when he was about to push her arm away, he suddenly looked at the tube on the arm where the infusion was being administered. Suddenly, Anjing's red blood turned into the tube.
Walk.
He was startled, his face changed, and he immediately turned his head and asked An Jing to put his hand down instead of raising it like this. Lifting it like this was clearly pouring blood into the tube.
He said angrily: "What are you doing? Put your hands down..."
Feng Haotian held An Jing's hand and wanted to put her hand down, but An Jing seemed not to feel the pain at all. He held Feng Haotian's arm tightly and said word by word: "Hao Tian
God, please don't, don't change my role, okay, don't change my role, okay, don't change..."
After Feng Haotian listened, he couldn't listen to what An Jing said at all. Seeing the blood still pouring out of her hand, he said loudly: "Put your hand down..."
After saying that, Feng Haotian firmly held An Jing's hand and pulled it down.
Only inside the tube, there was still blood.
Jing Jing still shook his head, grabbed his arm, and said, "Don't change my role, okay, don't change my role..."
If her role were changed, she would be a real kept mistress, a surrogate woman.
She can't even do what Lu wants to do. Besides, she really needs to make money by filming. She really needs it. It will only be a matter of time before she leaves Feng Haotian. Therefore, she must make money.
Time, so that her brother can live a good life and study, he likes painting, so she must work hard to make money.
Chapter 49: Is he going to take away the baby? (6)
And this drama is her beginning, so no matter what, she cannot let Feng Haotian replace her role.
After listening to her words, Feng Haotian looked at the woman in front of him with gritted teeth. This woman was really stubborn. He looked at the silence in front of him and said coldly, word by word: "Now, you'd better give me
I'll put my hand over, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude..."
But looking at An Jing's hand, his heart started to lift. How could this woman be so stubborn? Didn't she even notice that the blood on her hand was flowing backwards?