Ning Xizhou glanced at Jiang Qingling connived, he turned to Jian Chenchu and said, "Don't think about what you shouldn't think, do it yourself." ”

Jian Chenchu leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowed slightly, and it wasn't until Ning Xizhou's figure disappeared on the top floor that he slowly stood up and kicked the table fiercely.

The white rattan table was kicked out of its original position by him.

As if he still didn't get rid of his hatred, he walked over and knocked over the table so hard that the cups and trays on the table shattered to the ground, and the broken cups were like the broken expressions on his face.

The lobby manager heard the sound of falling things, hurried over, and said with some concern: "Jian Shao, what happened?" ”

The lobby manager, a person in high society, would not be unfamiliar with Jian Chenchu, he was not worried that the other party would not be able to lose something, but that he was worried about angering the other party.

"Get out!" Jian Chenchu was furious, "Get out!" ”

"Jane ......"

"Get out!"

The lobby manager apologized again and again: "Jian Shao, don't get excited, I'll leave." ”

The lobby manager slipped away and didn't dare to stay for half a moment.

Jian Chenchu looked at the fragments of a place and the coffee that was spilled on the ground, and his mood was extremely depressed.

His hands hung down, and the coffee spilled on his hands ran down the backs of his hands.

A man walked out of the entrance, he looked at Jian Chenchu who was angry with some helplessness, he seemed to see that the invincible man was dyed with a color that did not belong to him. Not only is it no longer public, but it is a little lonely.

Xiao Qi said lightly: "Why do you bother? I told you a long time ago to tell you not to think anything about her. ”

Jian Chenchu didn't say a word, lowered his eyes, and his hanging hand slowly clenched into a fist, "Why are you here?" ”

"Madame heard that Ning Shao asked you to meet alone, and I was a little worried about you, so let me come and have a look." Xiao Qi paused and said, "Young Master, Madam treats you as if it were her own, let the past pass, why do you hold on to the past." ”

Jian Chenchu was silent, moved his steps, picked up the chair that he had kicked down, sat on it, and recovered the lazy Jian Chenchu again.

He picked up his hat and put it on, "What do you want to say?" ”

"Young master, Madame didn't do anything wrong, what is it for you to provoke Madame's nephew. If ......" Xiao Qi paused, some words were not said in the end.

Jian Chenchu knew what Xiao Qi was going to say, if he hadn't provoked Ning Xizhou, he wouldn't have wanted to get close to Jiang Qinglime, he wouldn't have wanted to get close to Jiang Qinglime, and he wouldn't have been as depressed as he is now.

Depressed, he wanted to ruin everything he could touch.

The surprise in her eyes pierced him deeply as she put on the ring, and he tried to restrain it, the jealousy and anger in his heart.

Xiao Qi took out a tissue and handed it to Jian Chenchu, "Wipe your hands and go back." ”

Jian Chenchu took the paper towel handed over by Xiao Qi and wiped off the coffee on the back of his hand, and then, the paper towel was crumpled into a ball by him in the palm of his hand.

In the middle of the sound, he threw the tissue on the ground, but Xiao Qi bent down to pick it up and threw it into the trash.

Xiao Qi stood beside Jian Chenchu and said, "Young master, don't make trouble, go back and continue to be your Dongyu prince and continue to be the national husband." ”

There was a touch of depression in Jian Chenchu's eyes, even if he wanted to withdraw the feeling of being out of control and crazy, but found that there was no way.

His whole body was pulled by an emotion called jealousy, and he couldn't break free, and even his whole person was a little gloomy.

His gaze was fixed on a certain place, and his face was always lazy and gloomy.