"Tell me, what the hell is going on."

Jingsheng bowed his head and was silent.

Lu Jisheng pinched her chin: "Say." ”

“…… It's my dad, he's a good gambler, and every time he loses a bet, he comes to ask for money. ”

"Gambling money?" Lu Jisheng was a little surprised, he had eaten both black and white in the past two years, and he also knew some people who opened underground casinos, he lowered his head and thought for a while, and asked, "Who is the dealer?" ”

Jing Sheng shook his head: "I don't know. ”

"Sir, here we are." The driver spoke.

Lu Jisheng gave her the phone back: "Let's go, say on the way." ”

The two got out of the car, and a luxury private jet was parked not far away. A staff member dressed in a deacon uniform was standing in front of the boarding stairs and said to Lu Jisheng with a smile, "Sir, please come in." ”

It was the first time Jingsheng had seen a private jet, and in the past, in order to save money, she used to travel by train, so she followed Lu Jisheng all the way to the ladder, and looked at the huge wings on both sides of the plane in front of her with a hint of excitement, like wings.

"Hmm." Lu Jisheng nodded to the staff, climbed the stairs, walked two steps and found that there were no footsteps behind him, he stopped and turned back to Jingsheng who was still watching in place and stretched out his hand, "Come here." ”

Jingsheng handed his hand to him, and Lu Jisheng's palm was warm and powerful.

He pulled Jingsheng into the cabin in style.

After Liang Beiyao came home from Tongyan, he stayed at home honestly for a few days, and he couldn't hold back his thoughts.

She asked Zhang Xian to take her back to the military hospital, came to the ward on the top floor, and knocked on the door expectantly.

"Who?" It was Xue Ziyin who came to open the door, she seemed to be packing her things, carrying a bag of clothes in her hand, and she was surprised by the sudden appearance of Liang Beiyao, "It's you..."

Xue Ziyin opened the door and gave Lu Jiwen in the room a look.

Lu Jiwen had just come out of the shower, took a white towel and covered his wet hair, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Where's the Zoen?" Liang Beiyao asked, staring at the empty bed.

"My brother is out of the country." Lu Jiwen replied while wiping his hair.

"When did you leave? With whom? How many days will it take to get back? Liang Beiyao asked anxiously.

"Tsk." There are so many questions, Lu Jiwen took the towel off his hair, "I just left today, and I walked with my beautiful sister." I won't tell you when my brother comes back. ”

Hearing him say this, Liang Beiyao was a little angry: "Is it the woman named Chen Jingsheng?" ”

"Anyway, the people are gone."

Liang Beiyao became even more angry, what made her dissatisfied was not only Lu Jisheng's silent departure, but also Lu Jiwen's hostile attitude towards her, she thought that the reason why the people of the Lu family were hostile to her was because of Chen Jingsheng's provocation behind her back.

Her attitude softened, trying to please Lu Jiwen with her deep affection: "I... I really just miss him so much. Please don't be so repulsive to me, I really love Jisheng, and I'm willing to do anything for him. Please tell me where he went, okay? I want to take care of him, and I will definitely take care of him.

I'll wait quietly for him to come back. I'm genuine about Jisheng, whether he likes someone else or not. ”

“…… Please come back. Lu Jiwen walked back to the bathroom and took a hair dryer to dry his hair.

His dislike for Liang Beiyao was not because of her feelings for Lu Jisheng, but because she killed Ren Xi because of this distorted feeling. At the same time, it also plunged Lu Jisheng's life into a dark period.

In Lu Jiwen's opinion, his brother's mental state has just improved, and he doesn't want his brother to have too much contact with this culprit at all.

If you don't pick it out now, it's just for his brother. He believed that Lu Jisheng should have a better plan to retaliate.

Liang Beiyao saw that he was unmoved, so he shifted his gaze to Xue Ziyin, and she stretched out her hand to her: "Let's talk, okay?" ”

Xue Ziyin shook her head and took a step back: "No, let's talk about it next time we have a chance." ”

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Liang Beiyao bit his lip and turned his face away: "Sister Zhang, let's go." ”

Zhang Xian saw that her young lady had eaten two closed-door soups in a row, and her face was very ugly and distressed. She quickly pushed Liang Beiyao out of the ward, not wanting her to stay in this unfriendly place any longer.

After returning home, Liang Beiyao locked himself in his room and didn't even eat dinner.

Since the earthquake, Liang Beiyao has never gone to the restaurant to eat with her family, and has asked Zhang Xian to bring the food to her room to eat by herself.

Maybe Liang Lihui felt guilty, so he ordered the kitchen to make dinner for three people every time and send it to Liang Beiyao alone, for fear that she would be picky and wouldn't eat the dishes she didn't like to eat.

Liang Beiyao understood his kindness, but he was still reluctant to communicate with his father.

Now in this family, Zhang Xian has the best relationship with her. So Liang Beiyao sometimes asked Zhang Xian to sit down and dine with her, which was enough to eat anyway.

Zhang Xian, who received special treatment from the owner, naturally took good care of Liang Beiyao, and her every move was very intimate, and she also cared about Liang Beiyao from the bottom of her heart.

"Miss, I've brought dinner. Eat a little. Zhang Xian put the delicious meals on the table.

Liang Beiyao sat on the bed with his legs crossed, did not speak, did not react.

Her legs were still bandaged, and she needed external force to move.

"Miss?" Zhang Xian thought she was asleep, and whispered to her, "Miss, it's time to eat, tonight's kitchen made your favorite fish and hairy crab." There is also sea cucumber and abalone, which is waiting for you to eat. ”

"Don't eat it." Liang Beiyao squeezed out two words from between his teeth, and his eyes were red.

"Miss......"

"Leave me alone!" Liang Beiyao got into the quilt and turned his back to Zhang Xian, "Let me be alone for a while." ”

Zhang Xian couldn't bear to see her so uncomfortable, so she walked to the side of the bed and said, "Miss, why don't I chat with you." It's better not to hold back if you have something on your mind, it will feel better to say it. ”

"Sister Zhang......" Liang Beiyao lay down without moving, his voice was obviously crying, and he kept sniffing, "He doesn't want me anymore... He doesn't want me anymore......"

"He didn't want you, he'll be back." Zhang Xian comforted her.

Women are like that, the more sad they are, the more they want to hear nice lies.

So Liang Beiyao finally smiled a little while crying: "Yes, I also think he will come back." ”

It's just that a lie is a lie after all, and you can't deceive yourself if you deceive others.

"But he already has another woman, and even if he comes back, it won't be completely mine...... He has ignored me, what should I do, what should I do Sister Zhang, I really can't live without him. ”

"Miss." Zhang Xian sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her trembling shoulders with her hand, "No, our young lady is so attractive, she will definitely be able to defeat that vixen." ”

"Haha, Sister Zhang, you're so good." Liang Beiyao turned around, his whole face covered with tears, "If only Jisheng was so good to me like you." ”

"As long as the young lady has a heart, there is no man who can't handle it." Zhang Xian took the paper and wiped the tears from her face.

"Hmm." Liang Beiyao pulled out a reluctant smile on his lips and slowly retracted it.

"Don't cry, miss, get up and have some food, Sir has prepared it for you."

As soon as he heard someone mention Liang Lihui, Liang Beiyao's mood slipped to a deeper bottom like a roller coaster.

Her eyes became even more lonely and lonely, and she covered half of her face with a quilt and said, "I don't eat." Sister Zhang, go out, get me some wine, I want to be alone and quiet. ”

“…… Good. ”