I also know that you and Jing Xing have a very good relationship now, but I don’t think this is a difficulty for me. I have been with Jing Xing for nearly twenty years. Who else knows her better than me? She has a deep heart
How soft and where your weaknesses are, no one knows better than me... Tang Qianrong, spend the rest of your life in prison. I will visit you regularly, and maybe, I will bring my future wife with me.
I think you will be very welcome then, right?"
Tang Qianrong did not speak, but quietly leaned against the wall, looking at Lei Aotian, a thin layer of anger ignited in his dark blue eyes, which made him laugh even more crazily.
"Tang Qianrong, you're done this time." With these last words, Lei Aotian straightened his clothes, turned around and walked out of the interrogation room.
Tang Qianrong was left alone, leaning against the corner, as if he were a wounded giant beast, motionless.
*******
Tang Qianrong didn't call for two days in a row. Even An Jingxing felt that something must be wrong. At noon, when she packed up and planned to go to Tang Qianrong's company to see if he was really there, there was someone there.
Already came to the door.
It's Lei Aotian.
An Jingxing didn't know how Lei Aotian found her address, but when she saw Lei Aotian outside the door, she couldn't help but be a little surprised. Lei Aotian was wearing a black suit, and it was a bit hot outside.
But there was an icy coldness about him.
An Jingxing felt an ominous premonition and didn't want to get close to this man. He just leaned against the door warily and looked at him with a frown.
"Aren't you going to invite me in?" Looking at An Jingxing's actions, Lei Aotian raised his eyebrows and spoke calmly.
"Sorry, I don't have the habit of inviting strangers into my home." An Jingxing's voice was distant and indifferent. Lei Aotian seemed to have not heard, and smiled, "Really? But, I am not here today because of other things.
, but because of things related to Tang Qianrong, why don’t you invite me in to sit down?”
Hearing Lei Aotian's words, An Jingxing remembered that Tang Qianrong had not returned home in the past two days, and her heart suddenly started to beat wildly. She hesitated for a while, biting her lower lip secretly, but in the end she couldn't resist the matter related to Tang Qianrong, so she opened the door.
The door opened and Lei Aotian walked in.
Seeing this, Lei Aotian's face flashed with pain and anger for a moment. Although he knew from the beginning that An Jingxing had completely given up on him, he only had the opportunity to sit down and chat with her in the name of Tang Qianrong.
The sense of shame was even more unbearable for him.
This woman he had loved for nearly twenty years felt just like when he heard Tang Qianrong say that An Jingxing was pregnant with his child. It made his heart twist like a knife, and an inexplicable anger filled his whole body.
It started to burn, and he suddenly wanted to torture this woman, this woman who betrayed him, this woman who left him, this woman who abandoned him
After walking into the door, Lei Aotian sat directly on the sofa in the living room. His green eyes looked around, and finally fell on Le Zhen who was crawling around in the living room. His eyebrows were slightly twisted: "This child
