to rely on someone..the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Qingning seldom didn't work overtime because of the holiday, so he asked Suxi to go shopping.Su Xi called Ling Jiuze and told him he would...Chapter 3400

Qiao Bolin paused for a moment and took the jewelry box. "good-bye!"

Yao Jing watched him get on the bus and leave, and then turned around and walked home.

there is a small garden between the second room and the main courtyard. Instead of going to the main courtyard, Yao Jing went straight back to her own yard.

Ruan Hui and Yao Zhuojun are waiting for her in the living room.

seeing her coming back, Ruan Huisheng gave her sweet soup. "calm your nerves, drink it and go back to bed."

Yao Jing sat down and drank sweet soup quietly.

Yao Zhuojun looked ashamed. "I'm sorry, Jing, I've wronged you."

Ruan Huian looked at her husband and said, "it's your father who pressured you. I think Jing Jing can understand."

Yao Jing drooped her eyes and said, "one day Yao Xinfei's heart really failed. Grandpa asked you to persuade me to give her my heart. Will you also agree"

Ruan Hui was stunned and immediately said, "how is that possible"

Yao Jing's face is pale. "what if Grandpa threatens Dad with death" It is impossible to have anything in this family! "

Yao Zhuojun doesn't look well. "Jing, what happened today is our fault, but I just think it's just a villa. I'm the elder brother and you're the cousin. It's okay to make way."

Yao Jing suddenly put down the bowl and got up. "I'm very tired. I went back to bed. You guys go to bed early."

then he went straight upstairs.

Yao Zhuojun was a little angry and said to Ruan Hui, "look at her, it's becoming more and more outrageous. I started to lose my temper before I finished!"

Ruan Hui advised, "Jingjing is in a bad mood, so please don't say a few words."

"neither did the villa. Bolin came to back her up and let out her anger. What else is she not happy about" Yao Zhuojun said.

"it's very late. Go to bed first. I'll talk to Jing when I have time."

*

at one o'clock in the morning, Jiangcheng was still brightly lit, the bus passed by on the road, and office workers were faintly seen heading home.

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Qiao Bolin sat in the car, looking faintly at the blurred night outside. He was used to nightlife and was even infatuated with Jiangcheng at night.

Today, however, he is a little upset.

the car drove into the villas on Fujiang Road. The car drove along the smooth and clean asphalt road toward a villa. Qiao Bolin touched the jewelry box on the seat, lowered the window, and threw it out.

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only two roads away, a few minutes later, the car passed through the carved iron gate and stopped outside a Chinese-style villa.

the servant opened the door for him. "the young master is back, and his wife is chanting sutras in the Buddhist hall!"

Qiao Bolin raised his eyebrow, "Mom didn't sleep well last night"

the servant said, "at the end of the season, my wife will have palpitations and insomnia. She has been conditioned according to the previous prescription, and the prescription is mild, so the effect is a little slow."

Qiao Bolin nodded, paused and asked, "has Dad been back these days"

the servant said, "No."

Qiao Bolin, with the coolness of a late autumn morning in his eyes, walked through the living room, out the back door, and toward the Buddha hall.

the morning fog has not yet dispersed, strands of silk, hazy, and the sun, which is not yet bright in the morning, has become pale.

in the Buddhist hall, a simple and elegantly dressed woman knelt on the futon with her eyes closed and a string of Buddha beads in her hand.

when Qiao Bolin went in, he put on incense first, and then knelt on the futon beside the woman. His expression was not pious, but he was a little more serious than usual cynicism.

woman opens her eyes, it is a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, even if it has been stained with traces of time, you can still see the splendor of the past.

Qiao Bolin followed his mother's appearance.

experienced betrayal and long-term neglect, there is no grievance in the woman's eyes, as clear as Wang Qiushui, can not see the slightest mortal turbidity.nly."you didn't say anything, didn't you mean to make me suspect"Si Yan smiled, "Don't be a general, I won't say anything." I can only tell Mr. Ling that Su Xi's past has nothing to do with the presen...