His cold and domineering words made Jian Junxi stumble under her feet, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into a 10,000-year-old ice cellar, and the biting chill made her shiver.

Nangong Jing held her shoulder, Jian Junxi stretched out his hand to push it away, his forbearant eyes were angry and hateful, and he asked in a contemptuous tone: "Nangong Jing, are you pestering like this because you love me?" ”

Nangong Jingyu frowned lightly, and a touch of incomprehension flashed under his dark eyes, love him? He didn't know that it was too complicated......

Jian Junxi saw that he was silent, and continued to sneer: "Huh...... Who do you love? You can't figure it out yourself, and you have to pester me and fall in love with me

Yes, you Nangong Jing is rich and powerful, pinching me Jian Junxi to death is as simple as pinching an ant to death, the most important thing is that what we can't do, you Nangong Jing can do it all!

I can't afford to offend, you Nangong Dashao dig a pit for me, I can only jump down obediently, if you are me, being teased like a fool, how do you feel, you say! ”

The more Jian Junxi spoke, the more angry she became, like a madman, roaring hysterically, making her already hoarse voice even more hoarse at the moment.

Her words made Nangong Jing's heart ache again, as if there were countless insects swallowing his flesh and eating his bones, and his throat was like countless fish thorns, so painful that he couldn't say a word......

Jian Junxi's eyes were red, his fists were clenched, the anger in his eyes was as fierce as a raging storm, and he took several deep breaths before he calmed himself down, bypassed him, and planned to continue walking......

"I really want to help you......" Nangong Jing opened his mouth in a hoarse voice, his eyes were as dark as ink, and he was bottomless.

"I thank you, if you really want to help me, I hope ...... Don't show up in front of me again, I don't want to see you! Jian Junxi's cold words did not have a trace of temperature.

After speaking, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and dialed Wen Hao's number.

"Where?"

"There are still five minutes to go......" Wen Hao was slightly surprised when he heard her hoarse voice.

"Yonghe Road bus stop, hurry up!" She hung up the phone as she spoke, and walked to the bus stop in front of her without looking back.

Nangong Jing looked at the back of her desperate departure, a heart seemed to be pulled by two forces, and suddenly, it shattered, and he was so painful that he was suffocated, and his big hand was clenched subconsciously.

In fact, he knows what she wants, and he can continue to persecute her, just like she just said, knowing that it is a pit, she still has to jump obediently.

It's just that seeing her so hurt, he inexplicably didn't want to force her anymore, but he didn't know what to do to make her not reject him so much.

If you want to enter her world, it is as difficult as entering Yang Feixue's world, and Nangong Jing's dark eyes at this moment are also full of confusion......

Wen Hao's car was parked, she sat down expressionlessly, her thin lips pursed into a cold arc, and she tilted her head to look out of the window.

"Young Master, are you going home?" Wen Hao asked lightly, glancing at her from the rearview mirror.

"Go to the hospital ......" After speaking, she closed her very tired eyes, and Wen Hao didn't say anything when she saw this.

Nangong Jing followed her car, saw her back to the hospital, and wanted to follow, but a pair of feet seemed to be filled with lead, heavy, and a sense of frustration that had never been felt before hit her heart.

Wen Hao took care of the aftermath and went back to the office directly, Jian Junxi changed his clothes and went to the intensive care room, and there were ten bodyguards standing outside, and when they saw her, they all bowed their heads and called: "Mr. Jian ......"

(End of chapter)