Chapter 62: Amnesiac Beauty is Cruel (18)
A trace of guilt inevitably flashed in the man's phoenix eyes, and the hands he put on his knees clenched and loosened, and finally made up his mind: "Miss Ruxuan, this matter is indeed my fault, and I am willing to take responsibility." Please don't meddle in the affairs between the two of them anymore, Zhengrong doesn't have you in his heart, even if you marry him, you won't be happy. ”
His tone was firm, and the look in his eyes was serious.
Jiang Qingli closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were indifferent: "Don't speculate for more than half a sentence, you don't need to persuade me anymore, just don't get in my way, otherwise don't blame me for attacking you." ”
Her warning made Jing Yuan feel a little funny, and attacked him?
What can a woman with a weak physique do to him? Even if she is calculating and scheming, what can she do? He saw a lot of these means in the deep courtyard of the back house when he was young, and he never lacked them to plan the city, so why was he afraid?
It's just that her stubbornness gave him a little headache, and he sighed: "You have a good rest and take care of your body." ”
The sudden tone of concern made Jiang Qingli stunned, and she couldn't help but look at him with strange eyes.
Jing Yuan smiled quietly: "The doctor said, let you not be overly preoccupied, and you can go out for a walk more when you have time." ”
His expression can be called flawless, as if it is so considerate, but his personality is like this.
Jiang Qingli lowered his head and lowered his eyes, an incredible thought flashed through his mind, this Jing Yuan, wouldn't he like Shui Ruxuan?
Otherwise, according to the relationship between the two, no matter how gentle and considerate his personality is, if he cares about his body, he will definitely not say it to Shui Ruxuan.
This guess made her feel a little incredible, after all, the man in the original plot had a crush on Wen Xinlan, but thinking about it, now that even the male protagonist is under her operation, and she is disappointed in Wen Xinlan, and it is not unbelievable that Jing Yuan has a good impression of Shui Ruxuan.
Thinking like this, Jiang Qingli's heart returned to calm.
Not long after, the carriage slowly stopped.
"Childe, the General's Mansion has arrived." The coachman's respectful voice came from outside.
Jiang Qingli lifted the brocade quilt, she stretched out her hand, wanting to support her hand on the wall of the car to borrow strength, but before she touched the wall of the car, Hao's wrist touched a touch of warmth.
Before she could get angry, Jing Yuan had already helped her up, and said apologetically: "If you are offended, please Haihan." ”
He carefully helped her out of the carriage, and always adhered to the etiquette, without crossing the line, although her body was not weak to that extent, but it was impossible to learn from a man to jump off the carriage in style.
After Jiang Qingli got out of the car, he entered the general's mansion without looking back, she could feel that he liked Shui Ruxuan a little, but this hazy favor was not enough for him to let Cheng Zhengrong and Wen Xinlan go for Shui Ruxuan, if he didn't complete the side tasks, this man would definitely create conditions and opportunities for Wen Xinlan and Cheng Zhengrong to reconcile.
I don't know if I came to doze off and send pillows, but in the evening, Jiang Qingli received a letter.
It was written in the name of Wen Xinlan, and asked her to go to Linjiang Tower tomorrow to talk about Cheng Zhengrong.
Jiang Qingli sneered slightly, not believing it at all.
The handwriting on this letter is smooth, the pen is like a snake, and it looks like a man's handwriting, and Wen Xinlan can't write traditional characters, and it is impossible for her to write so beautifully.
The ink and paper used for writing are good at a glance.,It means that this man's identity is either rich or expensive.,Think about it.,Which of the men the heroine knows and makes friends with is not good?