Although Huo De's words had a somewhat teasing tone, Tang Qianrong knew that he was serious.
He had never heard Hodder speak to him in such a serious tone, even when it was about Lisa.
The eyebrows knit together involuntarily, and an anger that even he didn't expect suddenly surged up. He just said coldly: "Whatever you want."
Then he walked out of the bar.
Hod is his good brother, and nothing will ever change that.
only……
Hearing such words really makes people feel suffocated!
What does "bringing him into the wedding hall" mean? He and An Jingxing already have children. Huo De, even if you try hard to catch up, you can't catch up!
An Jingxing...she is already the mother of my child!
He was thinking with some anger in his heart, but Tang Qianrong also knew that even if he knew it in his heart, it was a secret that he could not tell. This was the biggest bargaining chip and the most uncertain risk factor.
If An Jingxing knew this at the most inappropriate time, he would probably lose her because of it.
So...he can't take any chances.
Standing outside the bar, Tang Qianrong leaned on his silver Volvo and allowed his thoughts to calm down for a while before taking out his car keys and getting in the car.
*
When Tang Qianrong rushed back to the hospital, An Jingxing was sleeping on the coffee table in the living room, with a pile of information pillowed under her head. Tang Qianrong entered the room quietly. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but twist her head.
raised eyebrows.
His cold eyes glanced at the information under her head, and his eyes couldn't help but gleam.
Although he knew what An Jingxing had been busy with recently, it was not that he had never thought of helping her, but he had been busy with official matters recently and had too much time to take care of himself. He also had no time to take care of the requests she had not made.
Carefully taking out the information from under her head, his sharp eyes saw a few words written on the corner of the white copy paper, Monica, rape, video...Elizabeth, debut...difficult.
Seeing these words, Tang Qianrong's eyebrows twisted.
He remembered the scene that happened in the slums a few days ago. He only knew the outline of many things that happened at that time. Later, An Jingxing did not allow him to intervene and did not say much, so he did not continue to ask questions.
But now it seems...she seems to be worried about this matter.
Thinking of the boy named Raphael, he might be able to find out more detailed information from him.
Putting the information in his hand back to its original place, Tang Qianrong took off his coat, leaned down, and carefully took An Jingxing's petite body into his arms.
She was sleeping deeply, and his cautious movements did not disturb her. It took him almost half a minute to complete just one movement of picking her up. He watched her lying in his arms without any sign of being disturbed.
, Tang Qianrong couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Stepping softly, he carried her into the bedroom inside.
He gently placed her on the big bed in the center of the room. An Jingxing seemed to smell the fragrance of the quilt, and rolled his body spontaneously into the snow-white duvet, and licked his mouth twice comfortably.
Looking at this scene, Tang Qianrong couldn't help but curl his lips, lowered his head and continued his 'work' of taking care of a woman for the first time.
*
When An Jingxing woke up the next day, she vaguely remembered that at midnight last night, someone seemed to have wiped her face with a hot towel, then took off her clothes, and finally rolled her into a warm embrace.
[I saw a girl asking for the group number, here it is: 104909432]
