……

It's her, how the hell did she do it? Can't you walk on your feet......

After standing up, I suddenly saw the dried blood stains on the bed, and a touch of complexity passed through my deep eyes.

She didn't make a sound, he didn't know how to describe the feeling in his heart, Junyi's face was as cold as frost, like anger, like anger, like regret......

Picking up his clothes and walking to the bathroom, a quarter of an hour later he got dressed and walked out of the bathroom, opened the curtains, and walked slowly out to the balcony, where the evening breeze gently blew his undried hair.

Brocade-like clouds floated in the sky, and a flock of larks flew high in the sky, and the fiery red sky was like his anxious heart, which was obviously grasped in his hands.

One was not careful, but let her slip away, irritably lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and sat down in the rocking chair beside him, he squinted into the distance, his deep gaze became more and more confused......

Taking out the photo of the airport from the pocket of the inner village in the suit, Jian Junxi pushed Yang Feixue, he didn't know how to explain the inner conflict, he always felt that Yang Feixue and Jian Junxi were ......

They are the same person...... They have the same height, the same slender hands, the same nose and lips, and even the same breath, so many similarities......

How could it be just a coincidence? But the photos in his hand kept telling him the fact that they were two different people

This kind of realization made him extremely irritable, and he flicked the cigarette ash, and the smoke filled the air, hazy and hazy like his heart, chaotic......

When Jiang Heng came in again, there were already six cigarette butts on the ground, and it could be seen that he was in a very bad mood at the moment......

"Young Master, Miss Yang...... She had already returned to country H, and about two and a half hours after we came in, Jian Junxi came back and personally dropped her off at the airport.

Because they are using a fake identity, where exactly are they in country H? I can't find out, maybe only Jian Junxi knows that his itinerary tomorrow is to go to country H and travel with his parents......"

After Jiang Heng finished speaking, he glanced at his dark face and immediately lowered his head again.

"Where is he now?" Nangong Jing threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and opened his mouth in a cold tone.

"Uh...... Jian Junxi, he was dining with his girlfriend at the Effie restaurant......" Jiang Heng's words hadn't finished speaking, and he saw Nangong Jing suddenly stand up excitedly.

Angry as if Shura was possessed, he strode towards the door, as if he was going to break Jian Junxi and his girlfriend into pieces, Jiang Heng was a little unclear.

After reacting, he strode up and followed, thinking of the poison in him, he was so anxious that he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and followed behind him and persuaded bitterly:

"Young Master, calm down, I know that Miss Yang is very angry that you don't say goodbye like this, but Jian Junxi didn't break his promise, what's the matter with you rushing over like this?

Miss Yang, we can find another way, right? You can't touch Mr. Lang until he develops the antidote......"

Nangong Jing froze after hearing this, a trace of confusion flashed under his cold eyes, and he suddenly clenched his fists, he must have been crazy

Hearing that he was dining with his girlfriend, he almost lost his mind, what the hell happened to him? Painfully stroked his forehead, his handsome figure was a little embarrassed at the moment.

Standing in place and silent for a long time before stepping away from his slender legs again, Jiang Heng didn't know what he was going to do, and followed behind him with an uneasy face......

(End of chapter)