He Jing had heard that Qinglang had a very tense relationship with her family, and this tension she had felt when she first entered Situ's house this afternoon. And although Bai Ting is Situ Qinglang's nominal stepmother, Situ Qinglang has never looked at her like this.

At this moment, Bai Ting suddenly became angry, although He Jing didn't understand her personality, she also felt that she should not provoke a misunderstanding between them.

"Forget Aunt Bai, he should be very busy. He Jing smiled flatteringly, "Qinglang is entangled in affairs, he is so desperate, I am worried about his body." ”

"What do you know!" Bai Ting sighed helplessly, "You kid is just too well-behaved and sensible, Qinglang doesn't usually eat out much, he doesn't like to mix with these meals, but recently, I don't know what's going on." ”

Bai Ting's off-string sound was heard by He Jing, and this was exactly what Bai Ting wanted to achieve.

Sure enough, He Jing's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "He usually ...... Will they all come back for dinner?"

"Look at me, look at me!" Bai Ting looked like she had told some terrible secret, patted her cheek with self-reproach, and said to him left and right, "What kind of soup is this, black chicken? ”

But He Jing felt that she was deliberately hiding from herself, so she stepped forward and tugged at Bai Ting's sleeve and begged: "Aunt Bai, you must know something, right? ”

Bai Ting sighed, as if she was hesitating how to speak, and as if she was hesitating whether she should say this or not.

After a while, she suddenly ripped off He Jing's apron and said to her: "Xiao Jing, you come with me, there are some things Aunt Bai I have to sue you." ”

He Jing chuckled in her heart, even her lips trembled, she nervously tightened her clothes, and followed Bai Ting into the living room on the first floor.

Bai Ting closed the door mysteriously, and He Jing sat opposite her uneasily, letting her compassionate and sympathetic gaze wander on her face, and her heart couldn't help but start to panic.

"Alas. Bai Ting's words had already begun with a sigh, and when He Jing heard the sound, his heart fell to the bottom.

"Aunt Bai......" she asked in a trembling voice, "Qinglang him, don't you like me?"

"Let me ask you first, how far is the relationship between the two of you?" Bai Ting asked bluntly, and then smiled bitterly, "Child, don't be nervous, Aunt Bai and I are on your side, no matter what, tell Aunt Bai honestly, Aunt Bai will help you find a way." ”

"I ......" He Jing was thin-faced, and she was already blushing when she was asked like this, she lowered her eyes and replied in a low voice, "We...... Hold hands and ...... together I've been shopping, I've watched movies, but ...... Qinglang has kept his distance from me, no ...... Touched me again. ”

"He didn't...... What else have you asked for?" Bai Ting leaned forward and asked tentatively.

"Nope. He Jing shook his head with red eyes, "I think Qinglang doesn't like me, he is just very polite to me." ”

Bai Ting sighed again, estimating in her heart that He Jing was about to be tortured to death, so she said: "Xiao Jing, you may not like to listen to Aunt Bai's words today, but Aunt Bai thinks that Qinglang has someone he likes, but he has never told you about this matter." ”

When He Jing heard this, her head buzzed, and suddenly she couldn't hear anything, her face was pale and trembling, staring at Bai Ting's thin lips and couldn't take her eyes off.

Although she knew that it would be like this, although she had always suspected that it was like this in her heart, when she heard the **, she was still uncontrollable.

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