Nangong Jing's eyes flashed with an uncontrollable anger, and he was disgusted even when he pulled her up and threw her out, strode around her, and walked to the bedroom without looking back, choosing not to see her.

The only thing that responded to her was the sound of the door slamming, and Ling Yiren cried even more when she saw this......

When Jiang Heng received the call, he felt that a bomb was falling from the sky, which directly blew him up, he specially arranged them on different floors, but he didn't expect her to find it.

Jiang Heng felt that his eyebrows were burning, so he dropped the work in his hand and rushed here.

When he arrived, he saw Ling Yiren sitting on the carpet, drinking glass after glass of red wine, laughing and crying

The little face was flushed, like a drunken drunken maniac, and there was no image of a little fairy on weekdays.

Jiang Heng looked at her who was wearing very little, her white cloak fell to the ground, and her Adam's apple rolled subconsciously.

Their young master is not a normal man, but he is...... I feel that God is going to destroy him today......

Turning his head to the side, he was silent for a few seconds before he helplessly persuaded: "Miss Ling, you don't know the young master's temper, I'll send you back to your room to rest first!" ”

"No, I'm going to stay here, I'm his fiancée, why can't I live with him, woo woo woo ......"

Ling Yiren trembled all over, and the heartbroken sobs made people can't help but feel sad with her.

Jiang Heng looked at the ceiling with two eyes, took off his coat, draped it on her shoulders, and said in a dumb voice: "Miss Ling, the twisted melon is not sweet, why do you ...... it?"

After helping her put it on, he lowered his eyes, Ling Yiren raised his eyes and looked at him with tears in his eyes, Jiang Heng suddenly felt his heart chuckle, as if something had hit

"Pounding ......" began to beat violently, and it jumped more and more violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest, and his face was slightly red.

"Can you help me?" Ling Yiren's crying voice was pleading, and people couldn't bear to refuse.

Jiang Heng lowered his eyes, and just saw that what she was revealing was white and tender, and she blushed and said hoarsely: "I'm sorry, Miss Ling, I really can't do anything about the young master......

Ling Yiren saw his strangeness, as if he had been greatly wronged, and cried even more violently......

"Miss Ling, I really can't do anything......" Seeing her crying like this, Jiang Heng didn't know how to comfort her, but he didn't let her go again, wait for the young master of their family to come out, and see that she was still there, and he was the one who died......

"I just need you to help me once, please ......" Her eyes were demonic, and she grabbed Jiang Heng's arm, pleading pitifully.

The sudden approach made Jiang Heng freeze in place, and there was a faint fragrance of roses wafting in the air, making him unable to say anything if he refused.

"Good ......" looked at her cute eyes, he nodded unconsciously, Ling Yiren raised his lips and smiled, which was very touching.

"Miss Ling, let's leave first! If the young master comes out and finds that you are still there, I will not be able to explain it......" Jiang Heng didn't dare to forget Nangong Jing's order, and persuaded softly.

Ling Yiren curled the corners of his lips, a touch of yin owl swept under his eyes that seemed to be smiling, his pink fists were clenched, and he glanced at the bedroom door with a little meaning.

"Good...... Can you give me a treat? I seem to have drunk a little too much......", Ling Yiren's gentle voice made Jiang Heng's heart ripple as if something had passed by.

The beauty is picturesque and beautiful. It's intoxicating

(End of chapter)