Zhong Qing thought for a while, then bit her lower lip and said fiercely: "You think I want to do this, why did you always lie to me!"
What she said was so aggrieved that it seemed true.
Yi Jian heard her speak and told the truth. Naturally, he let go of her head and looked at her with a pair of lazy eyes, silently waiting for her to continue.
Zhongqing was like an eggplant beaten by frost. She lowered her head and whispered, "Yang Ting called you..."
Yi Jian's eyes flashed for a moment, but she still looked at Zhong Qing.
After a minute, Zhong Qing continued: "She said that she is already married...she has nothing to do with you..."
Yi Jian nodded, with an extremely calm expression: "I know."
What?
How could he be so calm and calm?
He didn't respond to her at all?
Zhong Qing thought, there is only one man in the world who has done bad things and can continue to be so shameless!
Suddenly, Zhongqing gritted her teeth secretly and continued: "She said, you will explain to me!"
"But, you didn't..."
Yi Jian looked at Zhong Qing's eyes. At this moment, his eyes were really serious, "Do you care?"
Zhongqing said nothing and didn't even look at Yi Jian.
"Since you don't care, why should I explain?" Yi Jian sighed, more or less disappointed. She really didn't expect that Yang Ting would call her. If not, he would be really upset.
I want to know how long it will take before she comes to ask in person.
In fact... he never thought about explaining it in person, but... he felt that apart from letting her ask in person, which would make him feel a sense of joy, there seemed to be no other way to know that she
In my heart, how much weight do I have?
When Zhong Qing heard these words, she felt a little sad for no reason. Her grievances seemed to be ignited in an instant, crackling to the core: "Who said I don't care, I'm very sad... I just don't dare to go.
What you asked...I...I...thought she was your...your woman...it was your child in her belly. I remembered our child..."
Yi Jian's body tightened suddenly, and she sat there. In her exquisite eyes, there was light flowing slowly, as bright as the starry sky.