The crystal lamp on the bedside table was turned off, and he walked out almost silently.
When the door was gently closed, a pair of eyes suddenly opened in the darkness.
Dazed, she turned her head and looked at the cold empty space beside her pillow. After a while, she turned around and continued to sleep.
"Alas!" Jiang Zimo parked her car in the underground parking lot of the Pearl Hotel. This was the thirteenth time she sighed.
Damn it! The last blind date dinner was also eaten here, and her fierce style that time had already attracted the attention of everyone in the restaurant. This time, Murong Qingzhen was so stubborn that she actually wanted to eat here!
What on earth is he going to do?
Could it be that the proprietress of this restaurant is having an affair with him? Otherwise, why would he be so insistent on coming here to eat? But if that's the case, wouldn't she have to pay more attention to the food later?... Beware of him adding some ingredients.
ah!
Although after the last falling out, Ying Bailu had already stepped forward to treat Murong Qingyi to a meal in order not to embarrass the two of them when they met in the future, but...
Just as she was sighing with a mournful face, someone knocked on the car window.
"Why can't you get out of the car?" It was Murong Qingzhen's voice.
Today he was wearing a black simple suit and a light gray silk shirt with sparkling crystal buttons.
The splendor and elegance of the young master of the Murong Group.
Jiang Zimo was startled at first, and then he forced out a pitiful smile and said: "I'm afraid of being poisoned to death...".
Murong Qingzhen frowned and dragged her into the elevator with one hand. "What did you say? Who wants to poison you?"
Jiang Zimo remembered the purpose of his trip and quickly turned around and said with a smile: "No, I'm just talking nonsense. Huan, Murong Qingzhen, what happened last time...".
She was holding a small drum in her heart, fearing that he would settle accounts with her. Who knew that Murong Qingzhen had no such intention at all. The two of them walked into an elegantly decorated private room like a couple. As soon as they entered the door, Jiang Zimo saw herself
Her father was sitting at the top, glaring at her face.
"You..." Jiang Zimo was really angry this time, almost slamming the door and leaving. Murong Qingzhen held her hand and whispered in her ear: "Don't be like this, your father is
Tian spent a lot of effort to find you, and I heard that you didn’t go back to your small apartment. He just wanted to see you."
Holding back the overwhelming anger, Jiang Zimo closed her eyes. She remembered the face she saw in the hospital ward - and the face of her mother before she died in her memory...
"Don't worry, I won't die. I went to Taohua Town to make a promotional video these days. Didn't you see it now? I'm very good." With a cold face, she sat down heavily on the chair angrily. Why is it her?
She wants to run faster than a rabbit when she sees him? In the final analysis, he owes their mother and daughter, and he doesn't even feel guilty. Why should she feel guilty?
Facing his daughter's cold face, Jiang's father was obviously very uncomfortable. He sat for a while, maybe because he saw that Jiang Zimo was indeed safe and sound, so he stood up and said that he had something to do and left.
Murong Qingzhen sent him out. When he turned around and saw Jiang Zimo sitting there with a cold face and huffing, he said, "Why is it your father? Do you really don't want to see him that much?"
Jiang Zimo didn't even bother to arrange it, and said directly: "I don't have such a father."