I almost spit out the water ungracefully.

Fortunately, calm down.

“…… Just back? ”

Doctor Song's eyes were evasive, and he was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, and he didn't dare to look at Ji Zhen.

"I seem to have heard another meaning in Dr. Song's words." Ji Hao looked at Dr. Song and smiled for a long time.

“…… No, no, welcome home. ”

“……”

Ji Zhen's eyes flashed, "Where did Jing Qingchen go?" ”

Dr. Song coughed lightly, looking a little hesitant.

Should he tell her?

If Ji Hao knew that Jing Qingchen left the hospital, in order to let her come back safely, she went to make a deal with Old Man Jing, would she want to kill him?

"Can't tell?"

Ji Hao hooked her red lips and half-lifted her eyes, charming like a demon concubine who bewitched the king in ancient times, but there was coldness in her eyes.

Doctor Song wanted to speak again and again, and finally said, "Ji Zhen, or ...... Don't look for him, right? ”

If you find it, you may not be able to find it back.

"If you don't tell me, it's fine."

Ji Zhen sneered, took a step back, turned around and left decisively, leaving only one sentence, "Then I'll find it myself." ”

Doctor Song looked at Ji Hao's back and subconsciously stood up, wanting to call Ji Hao.

But then, the words were swallowed again, and I couldn't bear it.

It's easy for Ji Zhen to like anyone, but it's Jing Qingchen......

Subsequently.

Ji Zhen went to Jingzhai, went to the company again, and even went back to Jingsheng Entertainment.

None were found.

In the end, Ji Zhen went to Jing's house.

Before I even entered the door, I saw the guests coming and going.

Inside, it looks like a banquet......

Ji Hao felt faintly uneasy, but still walked in.

There was no one on the way, but suddenly someone stopped her.

"Ji Zhen."

Ji Zhen stiffened, and when she looked back, it was Jing Beilan.

Jing Beilan laughed, still looking evil and seductive, "It's here too." ”

"What's going on with the banquet?"

Ji Zhen ran and walked, and it was almost a day like this, and it was not until the evening that she walked to Jing's house.

"Celebrate the young grandmother of the Jing family."

"Who's married?"

Ji Zhen's eyes are dim, and the bright light makes the woman's eyebrows and eyes more delicate and delicate, but they are white and transparent.

It's like a beauty in a painting.

It is as colorful as thick and colorful, but in the eyes is a lonely cold pond and cold moon.

"It's not a marriage, it's an engagement."

Jing Beilan said with a smile.

Ji Hao didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Jing Beilan was a little afraid to face such Ji Zhen for a moment, turned his head to look away, but his voice couldn't hear anything unusual, "Jing Qingchen is engaged and has just divorced." ”

She married him quietly, and divorced quietly.

The corners of Ji Hao's mouth hooked up a faint arc, "It's not that he told me, I don't believe it." ”

"Don't believe me? Do you want to check if you are single or married? Well? ”

Jing Beilan sneered disdainfully, "Or, do you want to go with me to see?" ”

At this time, he really didn't plan to trick her.

Still, he was curious.

If Jing Qingchen wore an engagement ring for another woman at this time, and Ji Hao appeared, what would he do.

He let go of everything in the Jing family for her.

Admitted to her illness, begged the old man for her, and even threw himself into the net for her.

So can he bear to let Ji Hao send him engagement wishes?

Tonight's play is really interesting.

Originally, I wanted to see what Jing Qingchen's paralyzed face could be frozen into today.

Now that Ji Zhen is here, I guess it's more interesting.