Jiang Qingling was aggrieved and cried out in pain, and the people who listened to it had their own concerns.

Jin Min: "......" is not good, this President Jiang wants to do things again!

When Ning Xizhou heard this, he looked stunned, raised his hand and gently pressed it on the back of her head, "Here? ”

"It's not." Jiang Qingling shook her head, "It's a little bit past, anyway, now my whole head is dizzy." ”

Ning Xizhou pressed the back of her head and rubbed it gently, "Here? ”

Jiang Qingling leaned into his arms and said exaggeratedly: "I am dizzy, my legs are weak, my feet are weak, and my heart almost stopped beating with fright just now." ”

"How? Does it still hurt? The man's hand was placed on the back of her head, carefully rubbed it, and pressed it tentatively, "Does it matter?" ”

"It matters!" Jiang Qinglime looked like life was worse than death, "Xizhou, I may be dying, remember to help me set up a tablet when I die, and engrave your name." I was born as your man, and died as your ghost. ”

The people present were in a cold sweat when they heard this, and Jin Min saw that Jiang Qingling was so angry when she spoke, she really couldn't see that she looked like she was going to die.

He Jing gritted her teeth with hatred, a pretentious woman!

Zhou Jian glanced at Ning Xizhou cautiously, and she saw the indifferent man rubbing the back of Jiang Qingling's head in distress.

He whispered, "Don't talk nonsense. ”

After saying that, he continued to rub the back of her head, trying to make sure if she was really hurt, and his fingertips ran through her hair, touching a bulge on the back of her head, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

A slight pain came, Jiang Qingling frowned slightly, she held his hand, took his hand off her head, and whispered, "I'm fine." ”

The man's voice was cold, "What's the matter with the bag on your head?" ”

"It's really fine, I was knocked on it." Jiang Qingling saw the ups and downs in Ning Xizhou's eyes, and said in a low voice, "It's just a little painful." ”

Ning Xizhou frowned when he heard this, his gloomy eyes swept over He Jing's body, and the corners of his lips hooked up a chilling smile, "Give you time to make it clear." ”

The young man's body trembled, revealing a hint of horror, "Ning Shao...... It has nothing to do with me...... I'm just doing what I'm told......"

Zhou Jian knelt on the ground, feeling that her legs and feet were a little disobedient, she avoided Ning Xizhou's gaze and glanced at He Jing, "Xizhou, it's my idea, if you want to blame me, it has nothing to do with my aunt." ”

He Jing pulled up Zhou Jian on the ground, "What you say about this kid has nothing to do with you, it's my idea." ”

Jiang Qingling looked at the two of them blaming each other and sneered, "Auntie, I read that you are Xizhou's mother, and I have always kept you away, but you want to harm me with such dirty means?" ”

"After all, she is the head of the big family, and she has a set of vicious and indiscriminate methods." Jiang Qinglime's gaze wandered on Zhou Jian's body, "But you are old, and you are always fooled by others, and I can understand it." ”

He Jing smiled disdainfully, "Why are you teaching me?" I just want you to stay away from S City, away from my son. ”

"Miss Jiang, my aunt didn't plan to really move you, she just wanted you to retreat."

Zhou Jian quietly pushed the responsibility cleanly, it was indeed He Jing's idea, she just let people hint at two sentences in words.

Even if Ning Xizhou wants to blame, she can't blame her, and besides, she has always prevented He Jing from doing these things.

Jiang Qingling sneered, "Isn't Miss Zhou rolling the sheets with others?" How do you have time to watch a play here? ”

If you want to get rid of it, it doesn't matter, there are many ways to embarrass Zhou Jian.

Jiang Qingling paused, and suddenly smiled: "Miss Zhou's voice just now is so good, it makes people's hearts ripple. ”