"If my guess is correct, your purpose should be to take revenge on Shao Tianqi."

Early this morning, all of Luo Qingqing's information had already appeared in Fu Zhirong's computer.

At that time, he only knew that Luo Qingqing had been burned by a fire because of Shao Tianqi, but he didn't expect Luo Qingqing to be disfigured in that fire.

Looks are so important to a woman, especially a beautiful woman.

"It's not just Shao Tianqi." Luo Qingqing's hand caressed half of his face hidden in the shadows, and his voice suddenly sank: "I want to make those who have hurt me pay the price!"

Fu Zhirong nodded his chin lightly: "Ambitious."

Luo Qingqing calmed down, and then said: "Since everything has been said to this point, there is one thing I won't hide from Mr. Fu." Actually, I didn't have a child who was pregnant with Jing Yihong, but he was injured and delirious that night, so he forgot what happened. ”

The expected result, Fu Zhirong was not surprised when he heard it.

Jing Yihong seems to be wandering among the women, but in fact, he doesn't touch any of them, and he is like a monk with a pure heart and few desires.

He said in a firm tone: "Even if he is sane, he will not touch you."

"How do you know?"

"In his heart, there is only Ruan Qianya alone."

Ruan Qianya, Ruan Qianya again.

Hearing this name, a touch of hatred flashed on Luo Qingqing's face.

What kind of charm does she have, deserves so many excellent men to revolve around her.

Fu Zhirong was good at perceiving people's hearts, and instantly understood what the expression on Luo Qingqing's face meant: "You hate Ruan Qianya?"

Luo Qingqing glanced at him, "My face was burned, in the final analysis, it was because of Ruan Qianya, how could I not hate her." I hate to let her go through what I've suffered! ”

Fu Zhirong's eyes darkened: "You dare to touch her."

Ruan Qianya was crucial to his Dao Qi Sheng's plan, and he would not allow anyone to beat Ruan Qianya's idea.

Luo Qingqing thought that Fu Zhirong had true feelings for Ruan Qianya, and sneered: "Don't worry, I won't touch her for the time being." After all, the biggest problem right now is the non-existent child in my womb. ”

"I can help you deal with the aftermath," Fu Zhirong said, "I will definitely not make Jing Yihong suspicious." ”

"How can I help?"

Fu Zhirong raised his chin: "Since you can't give birth, then find an excuse and let 'him' flow out."

When he said this, Fu Zhirong had already thought of a brilliant plan.

"You say, if Ruan Qianya pushes you down and causes the child to have a miscarriage, will Jing Yihong think that she is vicious?"

Luo Qingqing's eyes lit up, this is a good way.

In this way, Ruan Qianya's position in Jing Yihong's heart can be shaken.

"And when are you going to do it?" Luo Qingqing asked. She can't wait for the implementation of this plan.

"There's no urgency." Fu Zhirong rubbed the position of his eyebrows, "We have to think about it in the long run." 360 Literature Network

Luo Qingqing knew that Fu Zhirong would help her, but after some conversation, she could already faintly perceive that Fu Zhirong's cooperation with her was not just as simple as making Ruan Qianya die for Jing Yihong.

Fu Zhirong is deep in the city, and there must be a bigger conspiracy behind it.

……

Ruan Qianya came to Qi Sheng, and only when she walked to the door of the office, she heard Anna's sweet and coquettish voice from inside: "Yancheng is a good place, this business trip, doesn't Mr. Jing plan to bring someone with me?"

The door of the office was hidden, and looking over from Ruan Qianya's position, she could just see Anna standing next to Jing Yihong's office chair, and her slender body was attached to Jing Yihong's body.

Jing Yihong was about to raise his hand to push Anna away, when Ruan Qianya suddenly pushed the door and walked in directly from the outside.

Somehow, she was surrounded by a nameless fire in her heart, and even the expression on her pretty face was cold.

Jing Yihong wanted to push Anna, but he stretched out half of his hand and took it back, and fell on Anna's waist quietly.

Jing Yihong still had some expectations for Ruan Qianya in his heart, and he was lucky to think that Ruan Qianya didn't show her emotions yesterday, maybe because Fu Zhirong was suppressing her nature by her side.

As soon as Ruan Qianya entered the door, she saw Jing Yihong's hand on Anna's waist, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Mr. Jing." She casually put the report she had taken from the finance department downstairs on Jing Yihong's desk, and at the same time swept her disgusted gaze over Anna, who was dressed in cool clothes.

Anna was suddenly stimulated by her eyes, and glared at Ruan Qianya angrily, "A little assistant who doesn't even knock on the door when he enters the president's office, it's just lawless." Mr. Jing, your assistant, it's time to change, right? ”

Without waiting for Jing Yihong to speak, Ruan Qianya said lightly: "I am Mr. Jing's assistant, and Mr. Jing's office is also my office, I don't feel like I have to knock on the door when I enter my office."

Ruan Qianya glanced down at the watch on her wrist, "It's Miss Anna, it's really unruly to talk to Mr. Jing about personal matters in the office during work hours." ”

"You!" Anna choked, and her delicate face suddenly became red and white.

A faint smile spread from Jing Yihong's lips, although she forgot about herself, but this sharp-toothed "meanness" has not changed at all.

Seeing that Anna was choked and speechless, Jing Yihong let go of her hand, "Anna, you go out first, let's talk about private matters in private." ”

He deliberately made his tone very ambiguous.

Anna gave him face and smiled reluctantly: "Okay, I'll come back to Mr. Jing after work."

After saying that, Anna walked out of the office with a bewitching catwalk, and when she passed by Ruan Qianya's side, she glanced at Ruan Qianya defiantly, and Ruan Qianya smelled the feminine perfume on her body.

Ruan Qianya glanced at her delicate back, and could almost imagine how this charming and enchanting body was moving back and forth on Jing Yihong's body before she entered the office.

Ruan Qianya was stung by the imaginary picture, and subconsciously bit her lower lip, and then tasted a little blood on the tip of her tongue.

She snapped back to her senses and loosened her teeth.

Jing Yihong looked at her tightly furrowed brows, slowly stood up from behind the desk, and walked to her side, "Jealous?" ”

Ruan Qianya smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes sincerely: "Mr. Jing is really joking."

"I don't believe you'll be indifferent to watching me make out with other women." Jing Yihong gently lifted Ruan Qianya's chin and forced her to look at herself: "Qianya, follow what you think in your heart, don't you have a little affection for me in your heart?"

When she heard the word "feelings", Ruan Qianya's eyes shook slightly.

Her ears echoed again what Fu Zhirong said to her yesterday: "Ruan Qianya, never fall in love with Jing Yihong, he is your enemy, otherwise you will suffer a thousand times more than this."