Jiang Zimo stared into his eyes, and then said oh. At that moment, he couldn't tell what it felt like. Disappointment? Relief? Doubt? Or sneer and disdain?
Or both?
"Thank you for reminding me. In fact, I have thought about this, but...I can't fall out with Murong Qingyi right now without evidence. You also know the reason."
The unconscious alienation, the kind of coldness from the heart that can be detected with careful inspection, she thought, he should be able to read it too?
As if she was scared or guilty, she answered her previous question first. "Yan Bing, what I want to tell you is that I may be very busy during this period. After my father goes to the hospital, I have to stay with him.
Him, so if nothing happens, we'd better not meet again for the time being. I don't want to involve you in this matter, and this is also for your own good."
Don't you want to involve him in this matter? For his own good?----Well, anyone with no IQ will think that this excuse is really bad.
"Okay, since you said that, if you don't call me these days, I won't bother you anymore." Heartache, chills, anger... completely covered up the guilt and love in his heart before.
Jiang Zimo! I hope you won’t do anything to make me lose my self-control. Otherwise, it will be difficult for me to guarantee that I will continue to love you without changing my original intention...
With a sloppy kiss goodbye, he quickly left through the back door.
Watching him leave, Jiang Zimo had mixed feelings in her heart. She didn't know why at the last moment, she still couldn't subdue the mean and mean devil in her heart, and she still stuck the film on his
On the windbreaker...
Or maybe she is a paranoid and cold girl who doesn’t know how to love at all!
Or is she simply not worthy of his love...
Following the night doctor, after sending Jiang's father to the ICU of the Central Hospital, he saw that the time was exactly 8:30 in the morning. It had been an hour since Bai Yanbing went back. Where was he... now?
What is he doing when he is not with her? Who is he with?
Does he really have nothing to do with this matter?
All the puzzles were like a huge black vortex, attracting her to the critical point of the abyss.
Jiang Zimo wore a thick white rabbit fur coat with gorgeous round pearl buttons as decoration on the placket. Her petite face was hidden under her fluffy curly hair, which made her whole body look fuller than a handful.
She sat alone on the sofa in the hospital, thinking for a long time in confusion, and finally took out the black earphones with a little trembling. Then, she took a deep breath and connected a USB flash drive to the laptop's interface.
At this moment, her thoughts were completely out of control of her reason. Even though her reason told her that she shouldn't do this, her hands did the opposite.
She heard that he seemed to be driving back to the villa where they had lived together briefly. Assistant Chen's voice came vaguely, as if he was reporting official business to him, but she didn't quite understand what he was saying.
She only vaguely remembered that he seemed to have said jokingly that he was actually doing some underworld business.
At the time, she didn't take it seriously.
Anyway, few rich people these days have clean money.