Ruan Qianya's slender fingers tugged at the corners of her clothes a little cramped, but she made an attitude of not entering.

"Whether Qi Sheng can expand overseas markets has nothing to do with me, but I designed the flower marriage, and I gave it to my boyfriend, so there must be no problem, right?"

Boyfriend?

Jing Yihong chewed these three words in his heart, and the bitterness instantly spread through his heart.

He didn't expect Ruan Qianya to admit so lightly that she handed over the design to Fu Zhirong.

Jing Yihong originally thought that she would at least find an excuse to deceive herself, even if she knew that what she said was coaxing herself, Jing Yihong's heart would be more comfortable than now.

Not being able to participate in this fashion week is not the most important thing, the important thing is that Qi Sheng is likely to lose the opportunity to expand overseas markets, so that his power cannot be expanded, and it will be difficult to compete with Fu Zhirong in the future.

But even so, he didn't blame Ruan Qianya, let alone hate her.

It's just that I feel uncomfortable in my heart, as if someone has been pierced into a long thorn, and the person who pierced this thorn with her own hands is Ruan Qianya.

He originally thought that the contact over the past few days would make Ruan Qianya have some feelings for him in her heart.

But after this happened, Jing Yihong suddenly understood that Ruan Qianya's heart was completely only Fu Zhirong explaining her words and what she wanted to do.

Jing Yihong has no grievances, just loss.

He gasped, and the chill instantly entered his lungs.

He whispered to Ruan Qianya: "Rest early, and we will go back to Mangcheng at noon tomorrow."

"The ...... of that subsidiary"

"Prioritize." Coldly dropping such a sentence, Jing Yihong turned around and left the room and walked into another bedroom in the suite.

The huge room fell silent for a moment, and the silence around was terrifying, and Ruan Qianya could clearly hear her own breathing.

She let go of the teeth that were clenching her lip, and a row of deep tooth marks appeared on her lower lip.

At the moment when Fang Cai Jing Yihong asked her if she had anything to explain, Ruan Qianya originally thought that he would be furious, but he didn't blame Ruan Qianya, and he didn't even say a word.

His unusually gentle attitude made Ruan Qianya feel a little guilty, but soon she remembered what Jing Yihong had done, and she felt that she had nothing to blame herself.

At the beginning, she forced herself to fall into the sea, and now she is entangled with many women, and she has lost the opportunity to go abroad to participate in fashion week, which is his own fault.

Thinking like this, Ruan Qianya's heart felt a lot more comfortable.

She lay down, ready to rest, but as soon as she closed her eyes, what appeared in front of her eyes was Jing Yihong's gentle face.

Ruan Qianya opened her eyes a little irritably, staring at the white ceiling with empty and unfocused eyes.

For some reason, the more she came into contact with Jing Yihong, the more upset she became.

Knowing that he was a man from the twilight of the dynasty, but seeing that he was related to so many women, she still felt uncomfortable in her heart.

Ruan Qianya knew that her idea was very spineless, and she should hate Jing Yihong, but no matter how she tried, she could never only have the emotion of "hate" towards Jing Yihong.

Ruan Qianya was entangled and tossed herself for half the night before finally falling asleep in a daze.

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He tossed and turned for most of the night, always regretting that he had lost her, so that Fu Zhirong had a chance to turn her into what she is now.

He was really angry when he told Ruan Qianya about going back to Mangcheng, and he was reluctant to take his temper out on Ruan Qianya, but he had to let her know the seriousness of this matter, so he could only tell her like this.

Participating in Fashion Week is of course important to Qi Sheng, but the most important thing for Jing Yihong at the moment is to let the original Ruan Qianya return to him.

Jing Yihong had insomnia all night, the morning light was faint, looking at the little bit of fish belly white in the sky, he turned over and sat up.

Knowing that there was a breakfast pavilion nearby, Heng Zhi couldn't sleep, Jing Yihong got up and went to buy breakfast for Ruan Qianya.

Now there is no other way but to do his best to be kind to Ruan Qianya, a little better.

Ruan Qianya slowly woke up in a suppressed whisper, she opened her eyes in a daze, and in a haze she seemed to hear Jing Yihong talking to someone.

Before her brain could fully wake up, she rubbed her eyes, and when she looked closer, she found that someone seemed to be talking outside.

Outside the window, the sky was not yet bright, and the whole city was enveloped in silence, so that even the smallest voices could be heard clearly.

Ruan Qianya got up and walked to the door of the suite.

The voice came from the corridor outside, and she could only vaguely hear Jing Yihong's voice, although the other party's voice was slightly sharp, but it was deliberately suppressed, but it was not really heard.

Although the other voice was not clear, it could be heard as a woman.

Ruan Qianya curiously pushed open the door of the suite, there was no light on in the corridor, and there was a dark patch everywhere.

Following the source of the voice, she cautiously walked to the top of the stairs.

Looking down the stairs, there were two figures standing on the platform down the floor, the woman was weak and thin, and wore a large hat on her head.

Except for Luo Qingqing, Ruan Qianya could hardly have imagined that there would be other women who would dress like this.

The person next to Luo Qingqing seemed to be Jing Yihong, because it was too far away, and there was a staircase blocking it, Ruan Qianya could only vaguely see half of his body.

However, looking at the body and listening to the voice, there should be no doubt that Jing Yihong is there.

Ruan Qianya didn't dare to turn on the light in the staircase, she was afraid that if she alarmed the two, she would expose herself.

The two didn't know what to say, Luo Qingqing suddenly sobbed softly: "Yihong, don't you want this child?" He is your blood and bones. ”

"I'll be responsible for the child, you don't have to worry about that."

A hollow voice came into Ruan Qianya's ears, and the voice sounded a little ethereal, and even had a subtle echo, some of which were not real.

But Ruan Qianya thought that the stairs were too long, and it was not strange that there was an echo, and that arrogant and cold tone was indeed something that Jing Yihong would have.

Ruan Qianya's fingers clenched the handrail of the stairs hard, listening intently to the conversation between the two downstairs.

After listening to "Jing Yihong's" response, Luo Qingqing cried even more fiercely: "You are only responsible for him, what about me?" Don't you need to be responsible? That night in the hotel, you were so gentle with me, have you forgotten it? ”

Ruan Qianya's breath stagnated, and when she heard Luo Qingqing say "that night", she suddenly felt like a fish in her throat.

"Jing Yihong" didn't speak, but stretched out his arm and hugged Luo Qingqing into his arms, gently comforting him.

Looking at this scene, Ruan Qianya tightened her eyebrows, and her body trembled slightly.

She wanted to leave quickly, but in the process of turning to go upstairs, she accidentally touched the sensor switch of the voice-activated light, and in an instant, the lights in the entire corridor were lit up.