Jing Haohao heard the door, and it took her a long time to regain consciousness. She slowly stretched out her hand, pulled up the quilt, and covered her body. She closed her eyes, and all that came to her mind was the scene between her and Shen Liangnian on the road. The look in Shen Liangnian's eyes when they looked at each other.
Shen Liangnian looked at her with angry eyes, looked at her with loving eyes, looked at her with fascinated eyes, looked at her with worried eyes... But Shen Liangnian had never used any expressions of surprise, surprise or inconceivability. His eyes looked at her.
He must have been shocked that the woman he had loved for so many years was sitting in another man's car in the middle of the night.
Jing thought about it carefully and couldn't help but pull up the quilt and cover his head.
Then, tears rolled down one by one.
…
When Liangchen walked to the car, he realized that he had forgotten his mobile phone, so he turned around and went back to get it again.
Pushing the door open to the bedroom, he went directly to the bathroom, took out his mobile phone from the pocket of the clothes basket, and when he came out, he glanced at the scenery on the bed.
She took the big quilt and wrapped herself tightly. Her body curled up into a small ball, trembling constantly, and occasionally there were soft sobs that could not be heard.
Liangchen squeezed the phone hard, snorted with his nose, turned around and walked out of the room.
Whoever saw her for the first time thought that she was soft and frail, like a white flower. But it turned out that, fart, where is the flower? Her temperament was completely different from her appearance. Here, as stubborn as a cow!
Liangchen went downstairs and when he came out of the room, he paused his feet, turned his head and glanced at Aunt Lin beside him, and said, "Go upstairs and see her!"
Then, he opened the door, got in the car, stepped on the accelerator, and disappeared into the villa in an instant.
…
After hearing Liangchen's instructions, Mrs. Lin quickly went upstairs and opened the bedroom door. At a glance, she saw broken glass all over the ground.
Looking at Jing Haohao again, he huddled under the quilt, his body was twitching, and he was crying sadly.
What exactly happened here?
Mrs. Lin sighed, walked to the bed, and gently picked up the quilt: "Miss Jing?"
Jing Haohao ignored Mrs. Lin and remained covered in the quilt.
Mrs. Lin used her strength to pull open the quilt, and was horrified to see that Jing Haohao's body was covered with bruises and bruises.
How much effort did Master Chen have to use to make a delicate little girl look like this?
Mrs. Lin quickly got up and went to get the ointment. When she came back, while applying the medicine to Jing Haohao, she glanced at Jing Haohao's little face covered with tears. She couldn't help but sigh with distress and said, "Miss Jing, Master Chen has a bad temper, just follow his lead, why do you have to suffer these consequences?"
Jinghao pursed his lips and said nothing.
Just as Mrs. Lin was about to speak and continue to persuade Jing to do well, the landline phone in the bedroom rang.
Mrs. Lin stood up and answered: "Hello, this is a good home."
Aunt Lin paused and handed the phone to Jing Haohao. Jing Haohao glanced at Aunt Lin suspiciously. She lived in a villa in Liangchen. No one knew who was calling her.
Jing answered the question and said "hello" softly, then heard Shen Liangnian's familiar voice: "How are you?"
