The two of them are in the same school, and they are both constantly talking about people, and it is difficult to know each other, but they have never communicated.

Ling Yiren is two years older than her, and now she is studying at Kyoto University, and she has been recognized as a talented girl in Kyoto's high society since she was a child, and she is the benchmark for all female students.

At present, it is recognized as the school flower of Kyoto University, a little fairy who is pure, kind and beautiful, and has countless suitors, but it has always been a tactful refusal.

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense...... Ling Yiren stood up aggrievedly, and tears flowed down his pretty little face.

And at this moment, an extremely beautiful woman hurriedly walked in, her sharp gaze scanned the entire room, Jian Junxi raised her eyebrows, and the woman was wearing a royal blue cheongsam.

The button was inlaid with a valuable blue diamond, which was extremely dazzling under the light, and her long black hair was coiled high, and the hosta on her head was blue and transparent, which matched her cheongsam.

Although he is middle-aged, his skin is well maintained, his skin is as white as snow, his eyebrows are picturesque, he is very elegant and noble, and his narrow eyes give people a gentle feeling, but they imply a yin owl.

With a tall nose and red lips tightly pursed into a line, when he saw Nangong Jing on the ground, he immediately rushed up to help him up, and shouted anxiously: "Jing'er, Jing'er...... What happened to you? Who is it? ”

The woman's fierce gaze looked at Jian Junxi, a trace of murderous intent flashed in her eyes, Jian Junxi's face turned pale, judging from her facial features that were somewhat similar to Nangong Jing, she affirmed that this woman was his mother Ouyang Jingru.

There was no her on the information last time, it was when she was playing chess with Old Man Ouyang, and she casually said that she was the niece of Old Man Ouyang, however, the relationship between them was not very good, and she had not carefully checked it yet, she turned her head and said lightly: "It's me!" ”

"Who are you? Why should I hurt my Jing'er? The rage that burst out of her pretty face seemed to burn her to the ground.

"Auntie, his name is Jian Junxi, I don't know who brought him here......" Ling Yiren pointed at her angrily, his face flushed with anger, and the gap between him and the rumored beauty and kindness was not half a star.

Ouyang Jingru felt that he must have no identity when he heard it, his eyes flashed, and a burst of eager footsteps sounded outside the door, and the two women with teeth and claws cried in the blink of an eye.

Jian Junxi's eyes swept over incredible, this acting skill is really unparalleled, and the crying of the two of them suddenly sounded in the room, which made people listen to it inexplicably.

"Shut up!" A sharp reprimand resounded throughout the room, and Jian Junxi turned his head with a faint expression and saw an old man with gray hair.

In his big old hand, he was holding a snow jade cane, and the wrinkles on his face were like ripples on the surface of a lake, and his terrifying gaze seemed to be able to see through people's souls, making everyone around him shudder.

Jiang Heng immediately dialed the doctor's phone, and after notifying him, he carefully carried Nangong Jing back to the bedroom, and as soon as Nangong Jing left, the huge living room suddenly became silent, as silent as the coming of death, and all the people did not dare to breathe.

"Say, what the hell is going on?" The old man roared with a full of anger, with an indisobedient majesty, and his aura was so strong that Jian Junxi could feel it from eight feet away from him.

The dark eyes narrowed slightly, and a bewildered heart quieted down, and the thoughts in his mind became clearer and clearer.

(End of chapter)