Shao Tianqi couldn't help but ask him: "Didn't I tell you that I would deal with the matter of Fashion Week?" Why did you bring her back in such a hurry? ”

Jing Yihong's face was cold, and he picked up his luggage and walked out without saying a word.

Shao Tianqi caught up with him reluctantly: "What's wrong, is something wrong?" Are you two at an arguing? ”

Jing Yihong still didn't respond, if there was really a dispute between him and Ruan Qianya, Ruan Qianya resolutely chose to leave with Fu Zhirong, he might be able to feel more comfortable.

But they didn't quarrel, and even on the return plane, Ruan Qianya acquiesced to him leaning on her shoulder all the way, but when she was faced with a choice, she still chose Fu Zhirong without hesitation.

"Tell me, you ......"

"Why do you talk so much?" Jing Yihong glanced at Shao Tianqi coldly, and walked out without looking back.

Shao Tianqi still stood in place and was stunned for a long time, what did he say?

By the time he suddenly reacted, Jing Yihong had already gone far away.

"I don't talk a lot because I care about you, it's really kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs...... Hey, wait for me! Shao Tianqi hurriedly chased after him.

Fu Zhirong's car was parked outside the waiting hall, and after Ruan Qianya got on the bus, she looked sideways into the waiting hall, as if she was looking for someone.

She left with Fu Zhirong, not her true thoughts in her heart, she chose to go back with Fu Zhirong, just to confirm whether what Jing Yihong said was true.

Fu Zhirong sat in the cab and followed her gaze, the corners of his mouth dyed with a dangerous smile: "Why, you won't really fall in love with Jing Yihong, right?"

Ruan Qianya reacted when she heard this, quickly retracted her gaze, sat upright, and stared ahead: "What nonsense are you talking about."

Her voice was slightly cold, "How could I fall in love with my enemy." ”

As soon as Ruan Qianya's words fell, Fu Zhirong's body suddenly leaned towards her and directly pressed her down on the co-pilot's seat.

"Really?" He asked interestingly.

Ruan Qianya's heart was weak for no reason, but she still replied firmly and directly: "Of course."

She didn't hesitate at all, nor did she dodge Fu Zhirong's eyes.

Fu Zhirong's gaze swept over her expression inch by inch, and after not finding anything abnormal, he leaned back his body: "There is no best."

Ruan Qianya exhaled a long breath and slowly let go of her tightly clenched hands, whose palms were already soaked with cold sweat.

She quietly rubbed the sweat from her palms against the hem of her clothes.

Fu Zhirong focused on starting the engine, did not notice her small movements, and asked casually: "Go to Yancheng, are you tired?"

"Not tired." Ruan Qianya shook her head.

Fu Zhirong looked at the mirror and reversed, "Didn't you say that Yancheng's subsidiary had a problem, and it shouldn't be very busy when it dealt with the accident?" ”

Ruan Qianya remembered what Jing Yihong said to herself in the hospital, Fu Zhirong colluded with Luo Qingqing in everything, and designed her own bureau to make Luo Qingqing miscarry.

Through the rearview mirror, Ruan Qianya glanced at Fu Zhirong's eyes, and replied in a flat tone: "We haven't had time to go to Qi Sheng's subsidiary in Yancheng yet."

"Oh?" Fu Zhirong pretended to know nothing about everything, "Why didn't you go?" "Let's read the book

"Something happened this morning, and Jing Yihong brought me back."

Fu Zhirong then asked, "What's the matter?"

"Yesterday, I met Luo Qingqing when Jing Yihong and I were eating." After Ruan Qianya finished speaking tentatively, she secretly used the corner of her eyes to squint at Fu Zhirong's reaction.

Fu Zhirong's face was not shocked: "Luo Qingqing...... Who is it? ”

"It was the woman who dined with Jing Yihong at Genting Restaurant that night, and she told Jing Yihong that she had Jing Yihong's child." Ruan Qianya deliberately asked him: "You shouldn't know Luo Qingqing, right?"

"I have an impression," Fu Zhirong said, "After all, there are too many women around Jing Yihong, and I may not remember one at first glance." ”

Ruan Qianya's perception is still quite keen, and with Fu Zhirong's attention to Jing Yihong, it is impossible for him not to remember Luo Qingqing.

Unless he's deliberately covering it up.

"It's strange to say, Jing Yihong told me that he never told anyone about his trip to Yancheng, how did Luo Qingqing follow him to Yancheng?" Ruan Qianya lifted her chin and pretended to be pensive.

"What did Jing Yihong tell you?" Fu Zhirong repeated Ruan Qianya's words and sneered: "Do you already believe what he said so much now?" He said you didn't tell anyone, and you believed it? ”

"I don't think there's any need for him to lie to me about this kind of thing."

After being silent for a moment, Fu Zhirong nodded: "Yes, it's not necessary."

"Don't you ask me, what did Luo Qingqing do in Yancheng?"

"She is Jing Yihong's person, chasing Jing Yihong to Yancheng, just to want to have something happen to Jing Yihong, right?"

Ruan Qianya raised her hand and gently pinned the broken hair on her sideburns behind her ears: "You underestimate this woman too much, the purpose of her going to Yancheng is to blame me."

Fu Zhirong didn't speak, pursed his thin lips and stared intently ahead, as if he was concentrating on driving, quietly waiting for Ruan Qianya's next words.

Ruan Qianya continued: "Early this morning, I heard Luo Qingqing and Jing Yihong talking outside the room, and when I went out, Luo Qingqing let Jing Yihong leave first."

Thinking back to the scene again, Ruan Qianya felt that the situation at that time was a little inappropriate.

She had just woken up, and her brain's thinking was in a state of chaos, so her senses weren't so clear.

The voice that was talking to Luo Qingqing at that time was empty and long, as if it was played by an electronic device, and the silhouette of "Jing Yihong" that she saw, now that she thinks about it carefully, it is not very similar to Jing Yihong.

Combined with Jing Yihong's reaction in the hospital later, Ruan Qianya could almost conclude that the person who was talking to Luo Qingqing was not Jing Yihong at all.

And Luo Qingqing's purpose in doing this was to provoke herself, so as to find an opportunity for herself to push her down and cause her miscarriage to become justifiable.

"Jing Yihong left, and then?" Perhaps Ruan Qianya didn't speak for a long time to continue, so Fu Zhirong asked.

Hearing his voice, Ruan Qianya returned to reality from her memories: "Later, when I went out, Luo Qingqing had an argument with me, and between the arguments, I accidentally pushed her down."

When Ruan Qianya said this, she had been secretly observing Fu Zhirong's reaction, and Fu Zhirong's face also showed a stunned expression: "Then what about later, is there anything wrong with her child?"

Ruan Qianya didn't know if his acting skills were too good, or if he really didn't know about Luo Qingqing, in short, the expression on his face didn't show the slightest flaw.

"Luo Qingqing's child was miscarried."

Fu Zhirong frowned fiercely: "Then Jing Yihong didn't embarrass you, right?"