Looking at the back of Liang Chennan walking away alone, Yi Wei's eyes were sad.

Ji Hesheng glanced at her, the expression on his face was unwavering, "I don't care what deal you have with Ji Ying, but if there is any action to hurt Sangsang, don't blame me for being unkind." ”

Yi Wei looked at him with a look of horror.

"I didn't tell Chennan about you, but with his ability, do you think he can't find out? He just doesn't want to be sorry for you. ”

After Ji Hesheng finished speaking, he stepped away, and Yi Wei's face was obviously even more difficult to look at.

In the evening, Ji Qingsang thought that Ji Hesheng would ask Secretary Shen or Liang Jiu to pick her up and Xiaoxiao, but he didn't expect him to come in person.

Xiaoxiao danced happily when he saw Ji Hesheng, "Uncle, Xiaoxiao misses you very much." ”

As she spoke, she kissed Ji Hesheng on the cheek, and then secretly glanced at Ji Qingsang, and found that her mother didn't seem to be angry, so she dared to play with Ji Hesheng more closely.

"Uncle also wants to be small."

Ji Qingsang looked at Ji Hesheng and Xiaoxiao and didn't speak, just walked to the car first.

Ji Hesheng drove, but he didn't expect that it was still the Western restaurant, I don't know what kind of existence this is for Ji Hesheng.

Ji Qingsang looked at the empty place, and couldn't help but say, "Actually, you don't have to choose this place every time, I don't like it as much as I used to ......."

Ji Hesheng looked at her, waiting for her second sentence.

"There's no next time." Ji Qingsang lowered his eyes, and the look on his face was so light that people couldn't see the arc.

When she sat down in her seat, Xiaoxiao was on Ji Qingsang's side this time, she swayed her legs and stared at Ji Hesheng with big eyes without blinking.

"Is there something on Uncle's face?" Ji Hesheng asked, his voice was very warm.

Xiaoxiao shook her head, pouting a little unhappy, "Xiaoxiao is going back to France soon, and I won't be able to see my uncle." ”

"Then Uncle can go and see Xiaoxiao." Ji Hesheng comforted, reaching out and touching her little head.

Xiao nodded heavily, and then looked at Ji Qingsang, "Sangsang, is it okay?" ”

"Well, as long as the little ones like it." Ji Qingsang didn't say no, but agreed, but Ji Hesheng knew that she was trying to coax Xiaoxiao and wouldn't take it seriously.

For this dinner, Ji Hesheng obviously put a lot of thought into it, and ordered someone to specially prepare a rich children's menu, and he was very happy to eat.

Ji Qingsang looked at the food in front of her but couldn't move her chopsticks, those were all things she used to love.

Ji Hesheng made it clear that he wanted to recall all her memories.

"Why don't you eat, isn't the food to your liking?" Ji Hesheng asked, the corners of his lips raising his usual noble smile.

The long and curled eyelashes covered the cold color of Ji Qingsang's eyes, and she opened her mouth gently, "No, it's just that I don't have a good appetite and can't eat." ”

Ji Hesheng nodded, and no longer cared about Ji Qingsang, but went straight to the little pick-up.

As soon as he finished dinner, Ah Da drove over to pick up Ji Qingsang.

Ji Hesheng grabbed her hand and asked in a deep voice, "Do you have to draw a line with me so desperately?" ”

Ji Qingsang looked back at him and said in a lazy voice, "Why did Mr. Ji say that?" Haven't we already negotiated the terms? ”

Her gaze fell on the clasped hands, and she didn't struggle but watched quietly.

Ji Hesheng let go of her hand, and her thin lips slowly curved.

Until the night completely covered the shadow of the car, he still stood there, motionless.

In the coffee shop, Luo Rou put the last bouquet of flowers into the vase, and then raised her eyes to look at Ji Qingsang, "Qingsang, will you send Xiaoxiao back the day after tomorrow?" ”

Ji Qingsang nodded, looked at the little one who was playing and sighed.

"What about yourself?" Luo Rou looked at her and knew that she was reluctant to be small.

"What's wrong with me?" Ji Qingsang was puzzled.

"When are you going back to France?" Luo Rou continued to ask.

"A little longer! Sister Luo Rou, you agreed to come with me. Ji Qingsang put his arm around Luo Rou and said.

"Okay." Luo Rou couldn't help her, so she had to answer with a smile.

Ji Qingsang was about to speak again, when the door of the coffee shop was suddenly opened, she and Luo Rou looked at the same time, and saw Ji Hesheng, who was cold, striding over.

"Uncle...... shouted in surprise, but Ji Hesheng ignored him.

He walked to Ji Qingsang's side and pulled her outside.

"Ji Hesheng, what are you doing?" Ji Qingsang asked, her good-looking brows furrowed.

Ji Hesheng's eyes were full of yin owls, and he vigorously dragged Ji Qingsang.

"Ji Hesheng, you hurt me." Ji Qingsang wanted to shake off his hand, but Ji He held on to it, with the strength to crush bones and ashes.

"Ji Hesheng, you let go of Qingsang first." Luo Rou keenly sensed that something was wrong with Ji Hesheng's face, and reminded, "Qingsang, he doesn't seem to be calm. ”

Xiaoxiao stepped forward and pulled Ji Hesheng's clothes, "Uncle, uncle, Sang Sang said she hurts." ”

"It's none of your business here." Ji Hesheng said indifferently, and looked at Ji Qingsang again, "Follow me." ”

As he spoke, he didn't care about the little one who was dragging his clothes, and walked straight out.

Xiaoxiao couldn't stand the force, sat on the ground, and cried loudly.

"Little ......" Ji Qingsang shouted, but saw that Ji Hesheng's face only changed slightly, but he still resolutely dragged her away.

Luo Rou hurriedly hugged Xiaoxiao and comforted her, looked at Ji Qingsang who was stuffed into the car, and couldn't help but worry.

Pulling open the door of the passenger seat, Ji Hesheng stuffed Ji Qingsang into it first, and then quickly turned around and got into the driver's seat.

Ji Qingsang just opened the car door and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Ji Hesheng and locked the car door by the way.

Pulling the car door, Ji Qingsang felt a burst of deflatedness, and as soon as he looked up, he felt a shadow pressing over.

In front of him was the man's magnified handsome face, but with a cold temperature and a dull haze.

"What are you crazy about?" Ji Qingsang had a mockery on his face, and looked at Ji Hesheng with a cold expression.

"I told you a long time ago that my mother is not in good health, so why do you still do that." Ji Hesheng pinched her waist and fixed her whole person on the seat.

Warm snorts were scattered all over her face, but there was no warmth.

"What did I do?" Ji Qingsang asked rhetorically.

Increasing the strength in his hand, Ji Hesheng smiled lightly on his thin lips.

He suddenly pulled away from Ji Qingsang's face, then stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the road.

The breath was gone, but Ji Qingsang still couldn't control the unbridled beating of his heart.

Ji Hesheng drove the car fast, and soon came to the people's hospital in the city.

Looking at the big signboard of the hospital, Ji Qingsang was ripped off the car by him.

She didn't know what he wanted to do until she was pulled into the operating room.

"You brought me here...... For what? The smell of disinfectant water in the hospital filled the air, and Ji Qingsang felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Ji Hesheng turned his head, and then approached her step by step.

His expression was gloomy, and his cold and indifferent face added three points of anger and seven points of mockery.

Ji Qingsang retreated until he stood by the wall, unable to retreat.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, and she crashed into those deep black eyes, and she couldn't see the emotions he mixed with, and she didn't dare to speculate for no reason.

Breathing gradually became difficult, and she wanted to pretend to be light, but her heart froze when she was prejudiced by the look that wanted to kill her.

"Ji Hesheng, even if I am sentenced to death, at least let me know the reason."

He couldn't help but pull himself to the hospital, didn't say a word, just looked at her with hatred.

No matter how clever she was, she couldn't guess what was going on in his mind.

Ji Hesheng waved his hand towards Ji Qingsang's face, so frightened that Ji Qingsang covered his eyes. In her mind, the scene that surged by in an instant was that Ji Hesheng was angry and wanted to beat her.

However, the "bang" fell, but not on her, but on the wall on the side of her face.

Ji Qingsang looked sideways and caught a glimpse of his clenched fist, dripping with blood.

The body trembled slightly, and the curvature was not obvious but she felt it.

When he looked back at him, Ji Hesheng had ridicule of himself in his eyes.

"I know you hate me, but why would you hurt Mom?" It was a long time before he spoke slowly, his voice light but not negligible.

Ji Qingsang's thick and slightly curly eyelashes fluttered finely and densely, and after Ji Hesheng spoke, she completely reacted, combining the previous transaction between her and Ji Hesheng.

"Mom...... Does Mrs. Ji know the truth that Ji Ying is not her daughter? Ji Qingsang asked.

"Hehe......" Ji Hesheng chuckled lightly, letting the blood on his hands flow down.

The red patch on the white wall made Ji Qingsang's heart numb.

She wanted to retreat from Ji Hesheng's encirclement, but the man tightly imprisoned her in his arms.

Hearing his smile, she knew he had misunderstood.

"Do you think I told Mrs. Ji?" Ji Qingsang asked, determined not to look at the originally slender and white hand.

"Who else but you?" Ji Hesheng picked out a trace of coldness in the corners of his eyes, and the warm smile on his face was more like a kind of Ling Chi.

His eyes shrank heavily, and the blood on Ji Qingsang's face gradually faded.

She held her breath, and her face was as pale as paper for a moment.

Her weightless heart kept falling, but the feeling of her cold down couldn't compare to the speed of the fall.

After a moment, she closed her eyes and opened them again.

"Ji Hesheng, in your heart, will I be that kind of person?" A sneer overflowed from the bottom of his heart, and even the corners of his lips were smiling, eroding inch by inch.

Ji Hesheng looked at her, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance.

"Once upon a time, I thought you wouldn't leave."

The person who always thought that he would not leave did the thing of leaving, just like now, the person who promised him not to say it hurt his mother to lie on the bed in the operating room.

He never made a wrong estimate, but he planted a heel in Ji Qingsang again and again.

When he set his sights on her, no one knew how bitter he was in his heart.

Love someone, defend a city, if the city collapses, will people still be there?

The simple and gentle woman hooked her pale lips, and a cool smile was like a blooming poppy, slowly teasing and mocking. With a deep chill, the blood seeped into the limbs.

If you move, you will die.