The feeling of being suddenly empty during this period was filled again.
He should be angry with her, he should hate her, but in the end, what he had to admit was that he had never let her go, never.
Qian Qianqian, who was sitting in front of the piano and thinking about how to talk to Shi Jing about the orphanage, suddenly turned her eyes when she heard the sound of the TV being turned on in the living room.
Seeing Shi Jing sitting there, staring at the TV and thinking about something, Qian Qianqian's eyes flashed with joy.
Quickly standing up from the piano bench, she walked towards Shi Jing. Just when she stood in front of him and wanted to speak, Shi Jing also looked away from the TV.
When he turned around to see her, he narrowed his eyes and turned his eyes away. There was still a hint of childish pique in that look.
"Mirror of Time."
Qian Qianqian stood next to him and spoke softly, her head lowered as she waited for Shi Jing to speak.
Shi Jing's eyes turned to her at this moment, and his thin lips curved, but like a gentle tyrant, he smiled at her.
He reached out and patted the seat next to him, "Sit."
A simple word, but with a natural influence, Qian Qianqian immediately sat down next to him obediently.
Seeing him throwing the remote control aside, his slender fingertips once again lifted her trembling chin. The tenderness at that moment seemed to have disappeared, replaced by the cruelty that made Qian Qianqian tremble last night.
With Jue Ran.
"beg me."
The beautiful eyes blinked slightly, looking like a monster but full of danger.
Of course Qian Qianqian knew the meaning of his words, her face suddenly changed, and she glanced around at the servants who were busy in the living room, with a bit of surprise in her eyes.
"Mirror of Time..."
"Don't tell me too many reasons!"
Shi Jing's impatient voice interrupted her next words. His gaze cast a somewhat evil look at her slightly open neckline and said, "Please."
His cold eyes narrowed impatiently, his voice was so deep that Qian Qianqian shivered, and his grip on her chin tightened again.
"Well......"
A sound of pain came from her mouth, and her brows furrowed.
"Does it hurt?"
Shi Jing asked with a smile, his eyes so cold that there was no emotion at all.
"Shi Jing, please... don't do this..."
"Don't be like this? Ha! Then what do you think...what should I do?"
His eyes blinked like an evil spirit again, full of evil aura, but Qian Qianqian felt an unprecedented sense of terror.
Seeing him leaning down and gently taking her lips into his mouth, in front of the public, he extended his broad palm towards her chest. She was so shocked that Qian Qianqian subconsciously wanted to hide, but he was domineeringly
Confined to the sofa.
He looked at Qian Qianqian with cold eyes warningly, and let out a chill that made Qian Qianqian feel bone-chilling.
"Qian Qianqian, my opportunity is reserved for those who know how to cherish it. Now...this opportunity has disappeared."
After saying that, he pushed her away from his arms, so hard that there was no room for her.
Kicking the coffee table in front of him, he walked around her and walked upstairs. However, the last words he left behind scared Qian Qianqian and immediately stood up from the sofa.
With a weak request, she stepped forward, grabbed Shi Jing's arm, and said: "Shi Jing, you can do whatever you want to me, as long as you can help me, Shi Jing, I beg you, help me