Jian Jun didn't believe it, he didn't believe that Jian Lixi didn't blame her.

Because of how she treated her before, she knew it in her heart.

"I don't believe it, if Lixi hates me and resents me, I won't say anything. But Zhou Kang is innocent. ”

Jian Jun said the second half of the sentence.

Maybe it's just as Jian Jun thinks for himself.

Zhou Kang is all she has, and this call is half an apology, half for Zhou Kang.

Because of what Qian Xiaochun said to her today, she didn't listen to it.

Instead, she listened.

Qian Xiaochun has changed.

But Jian Lixi has also changed.

Jian Lixi's change is the biggest, and it makes her unfamiliar.

If it is as Qian Xiaochun said, then will Jian Lixi take revenge on Zhou Kang?

Jian Jun thought about it, and still dialed Jian Lixi's phone.

Apologizing and begging for mercy are there.

"He is my cousin, I won't do anything to him, as for Qian Xiaochunhe's going to cooperate with you, I won't ask, after all, ......" Jian Lixi stopped talking.

Jian Jun pricked up his ears.

Then he heard Jian Lixi's words, and he was indifferent: "I have never experienced everything about you, and I have no right to persuade you to be kind." ”

Don't persuade others to be kind without others suffering.

After hearing this, Jian Jun couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Until Jian Lixi hung up the phone, she still maintained the posture of answering the phone.

It turns out that a person can be so generous.

Or rather, she never bothered to fight her.

If you want to say that you were slapped in the face when you were in the hospital, then at this moment it is another solid blow.

Compared to Jian Lixi, she is too selfish and narrow-minded.

Perhaps, my mother was right, she was no better than a three-year-old child.

At that time, Jian Lixi was only three years old, and she always felt that her mother loved Jian Lixi more than her and Zhou Kangduo, so she complained about it.

Later, my mother said that her heart was no better than that of a three-year-old child.

I wasn't convinced before, but now that I think about it, it's true.

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Rong Siruo's life or death is no longer important to the Rong family.

After all, it is impossible for the Rong family to be handed over to a girl.

When Rong Xiao returned home, he first went to a courtyard.

The courtyard here is clean and neat, and every grass and tree has been carefully trimmed.

Young-hyo walked through a garden and hallway to a room.

The mahogany door and hollow design resemble the courtyard of ancient times.

Raise your hand and knock on the door.

I heard that my mother was here to eat fasting and chant Buddha.

There was a knock on the door, and he walked in as the people inside said enter.

The action is cautious, and he does not dare to make large-scale moves.

"Mother." The curling Zen incense permeates the corners, which is the smell of agarwood.

Rong Xiao lowered his head, bent his head, and shouted softly to Rong Wen.

Rong Wen held the Buddha bead in his hand, and his fingers slowly flicked.

Something was muttered in his mouth, and he meditated with his eyes closed.

It looked like it was about five or six minutes.

Rong Wencai opened his eyes and said, "It's here." ”

"Yes, Mother." When Rong Xiao saw that his mother was going to get up, he immediately went over to help.

Rong Wen got up and walked to the tea table on the side.

There is a set of purple sand tea sets on the tea table.

Rong Xiao helped Rong Wen sit down first, and then sat down with him, boiled water, and made tea......

With the smoothness of the movements, and then to Rong Wen's plucking of the Buddha beads, everything is going on silently.

Until the tea is ready.

Rong Wen picked it up elegantly and tasted it, and it tasted pretty good.

"It's better than before."

"Thank you, Mother."

"How's it going over there?" Rong Wen spoke slowly, as if he was talking about his parents......