The wind was blowing late at night.
Jiang Xing followed Rong Jingxu to see Professor Xu and Mrs. Xu out. Mrs. Xu held Professor Xu's arm and sighed, "Don't worry about Jing Xu, he is a man with a good heart."
Professor Xu was about to burst into tears, "Okay."
Before getting into the car, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold Rong Jingxu, "Mr. Rong, I'm waiting for your news."
Rong Jingxu nodded and watched Professor Xu's car drive away.
The cold wind blew by, and Rong Jingxu subconsciously touched the cigarette in his pocket.
The next second, Jiang Xing beside him took the initiative to hand over the cigarette. He glanced down at her and took it.
Snap.
Jiang Xing approached the lighter, and Rong Jingxu lowered his head to light the cigarette.
She was always good at guessing his thoughts.
The firelight suddenly illuminated Jiang Xing's slender and straight nose, her delicate cheeks, and ripples in her eyes.
Rong Jingxu put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Let's go."
As soon as the two left, Gu Shilu opened the door unsteadily, and the person behind him called him respectfully, "Be careful, Mr. Gu."
"You all should leave, I, vomit..."
Gu Shilu felt nausea in his stomach and vomited all over the man behind him.
The man's face turned green. Gu Shilu raised his head and recognized the man as his nemesis. He raised his hand and patted his chest, "I'm sorry."
Gu Shilu swayed and turned around gracefully. The cold wind blew on his face like a knife, but Gu Shilu was thinking about Jiang Xing.
The phone vibrates with messages from irrelevant people.
Gu Shilu only glanced at it and threw the phone aside.
The car was driving in the dark night, Gu Shilu leaned back on his chair with his eyes closed, "Jiang Xing, this little heartless guy, didn't even reply to my message."
In an apartment in the city center at this time.
Just as Jiang Xing took off his coat, his phone vibrated. It was Chen Yaoxiang's WeChat message.
She held her phone and subconsciously looked up at the bathroom. Rong Jingxu was taking a shower, and the water was noisy.
"Jiang Xing, can you answer the phone?"
Jiang Xing frowned and walked to the window. She was afraid that Chen Yaoxiang had something urgent, so she called him.
"Miss Chen."
"Good Jiang Xing, can you come over? Wu Ling seems to be at my door."
Chen Yaoxiang's voice was wary, "I, I'm a little scared."
Jiang Xing frowned, "Don't open the door, wait for me to come over."
"Jiang Xing, don't tell Rong Jingxu, I, I'm afraid he will mess up."
Chen Yaoxiang looked at the figure at the door. It was clearly the outline of Wu Ling.
She was afraid that this incident would let Rong Jingxu know that he would not be merciful to Wu Ling.
After all, the two truly loved each other once, and Chen Yaoxiang just wanted to break up peacefully.
Jiang Xing knew Rong Jingxu's character, and if he knew about this, Wu Ling's end would probably be even worse.
She lowered her eyes and agreed, "I understand."
Chen Yaoxiang, who has always been arrogant, whispered, "Thank you Jiang Xing."
The phone was hung up and the man behind him came up to me.
Rong Jingxu's body was hot, and his muscular arms were wrapped around her waist.
Jiang Xing's hand quickly stopped him from making any further movements, "Mr. Rong."
His lips brushed against her ear, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Xing's long eyelashes trembled slightly, "Yes, there is something going on with my sister, I want to go there."
"is it serious?"
"It's not serious, it's a matter of school."
Rong Jingxu let go of her and turned back to the sofa to light a cigarette.
Jiang Xing looked back at him. Rong Jingxu was wearing a loose bathrobe, which exposed his wheat-colored muscles.
"Mr. Rong."
Jiang Xing walked over and knelt down in front of him. The black close-fitting bottoms she wore today showed off her waistline.
Rong Jingxu raised his hand and landed on Jiang Xing's fair face, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, "Jiang Xing, I'm not that obsessed with you."
Rong Jingxu let go of Jiang Xing and lowered his head to light a cigarette.
Jiang Xing took the initiative to pick up the lighter and leaned over. She slowly raised her eyes and looked at Rong Jingxu, "I have never had any intention of trying to outdo Mr. Rong."
There was always only money transactions between the two.
With those beautiful eyebrows hidden, Jiang Xing stood up slightly and picked up his coat, "I'm leaving first."
The smell of smoke lingered in Jiang Xing's fingers.
She entered the elevator and pinched it twice with her fingertips.
Jiang Xing's red lips curled up inadvertently, mocking herself.
Every time he couldn't help but feel his heart beat, Rong Jingxu always reminded him of the relationship between them again and again.
Jiang Xing drove straight to Chen Yaoxiang's villa.
Wu Ling was standing at the door shouting to Chen Yaoxiang, but Chen Yaoxiang was hiding behind the curtain like a shrunken turtle.
She lifted a small curtain and looked carefully at the door.
Wu Ling was drunk and stood at the door acting crazy, "Come out! Yaoxiang! I really like you!"
Chen Yaoxiang's eyes were wet, and she pursed her lips tightly, more because she was unwilling to see the wrong person.
In just two short months, Chen Yaoxiang truly loved Wu Ling.
Jiang Xing's car stopped slowly, the headlights dazzling. Wu Ling raised his hands to cover his eyes, turned around and yelled at Jiang Xing, "It's important to have money? Who do you think you are?"
His feet were unstable and he stepped on a stone. He lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Jiang Xing opened the car door and got out.
Chen Yaoxiang hurried down in her lace pajamas. She opened the door and looked at Jiang Xing, and her heart settled, "Jiang Xing, you are here."
Jiang Xing glanced at her, "Why are you wearing so little?"
Chen Yaoxiang didn't bother to reply to her and walked over in a few steps.
Jiang woke up, and Chen Yaoxiang had the confidence to talk to Wu Ling.
Wu Lingqiang stood up and stood up. He stared at Chen Yaoxiang, "Chen, Chen Yaoxiang, you are so damn cruel. Are you treating me like this?"
Chen Yaoxiang had a pale face and saw how disgusting the man who once promised him a good life in the future had become.
"What did I do to you?"
Chen Yaoxiang stood next to Jiang Xing and became discouraged as soon as he opened his mouth.
Her voice was choked and her eyes were red.
"What are you doing to me! Oh, why did you hide it from me? You, you, you are Rong Jingxu's mistress! You are being kept as a mistress!"
Wu Ling pointed at Chen Yaoxiang and poked his heart into every sentence.
Jiang Xing frowned and subconsciously looked at Chen Yaoxiang. She looked at Wu Ling without saying anything, her eyes full of disappointment.
Jiang Xing suddenly thought that it would be good for her to see Wu Ling's true face.
Chen Yaoxiang had a wry smile on his lips, "So this is how you see me?"
"Stop pretending, this is the truth."
Chen Yaoxiang snorted coldly, and his eyes gradually turned cold.
"For a dirty person like you, I don't even want to pay for it!"
"I don't care about those dirty money at all!"
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound, and Chen Yaoxiang couldn't bear it anymore.
She was not a weak-tempered person who allowed herself to be manipulated. She tolerated Wu Ling just because she thought he had treated her sincerely.
But right now it’s really just a joke!
Wu Ling's face was numb. He looked up at Chen Yaoxiang in a daze, not expecting that she would hit him.
"You, you bitch!"
Snapped!
Chen Yaoxiang slapped him with another sharp slap and said viciously, "Bitch man!"
"I, I'll fuck you!"
Just as Wu Ling was about to step forward to attack Chen Yaoxiang, he suddenly tripped under his feet.
He just threw the shit out of him.
Wu Ling looked up at Jiang Xing. Jiang Xing crossed his arms and looked down at him, saying coldly, "I'm sorry."
