"Young Master Nangong......"

"Uncle, you still call me Gong Jing!" Nangong Jing frowned and interrupted, as if he didn't like him so politely.

Yang Hui's eyes paused slightly, hesitated, and said lightly: "Okay, Gong Jing, then the uncle will say it directly, recently, you have been with Junxi frequently, I want to ask, what is your relationship?" ”

Nangong Jing's eyes were as deep as an ancient well, and between his eyebrows, he was tired and seemed to be a little irritated, he rubbed his eyebrows, and did not speak......

Yang Hui's deep gaze never moved away from his face, and seeing that he was stunned, Yang Hui called softly: "Gong Jing......"

"Uncle, do you know Yang Feixue?" Nangong Jing opened his mouth suddenly, and a touch of sadness flashed across his dark eyes.

Yang Hui was stunned when he heard this name, Jian Junxi had mentioned it to them before, and they had known each other in Green Water Villa.

What he couldn't understand was why he suddenly mentioned Yang Feixue? Did he really find out that Jian Junxi was her Yang Feixue?

He stared at Nangong Jing for a while, judging from his expression, it didn't look like it, so he pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Do you know her?" ”

"Well, she's my second uncle's apprentice!" Nangong Jing's deep gaze also did not leave Yang Hui's face, so he did not miss the flickering horror in his eyes.

Yang Hui nodded silently and asked puzzledly, "Does your business have anything to do with her?" ”

Nangong Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, her black scissor pupils exuded a cheetah-like brilliance, and the corners of her lips pulled slightly: "Indirect relationship, because of Yang Feixue, that's why I will look for Jian Junxi......"

Yang Hui subconsciously clenched his hands, looking at his embarrassed eyes, he was inexplicably a little flustered, because his aura was too strong.

He exuded the pride and indifference of a monarch, as if everything in the world could not be separated from his palm, and the sense of oppression made him feel that the air was very thin.

pursed her lips before she said lightly: "Yang Feixue and him are considered to be in the same family, but five years ago, their family ......"

"Uncle, you don't have to lie to me that she passed away, we have met......" Nangong Jing interrupted faintly.

His words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, splitting Yang Hui's back stiffen, and his dark eyes were full of astonishment and horror.

He never thought that Jian Junxi could be so bold, and asked with a frightened face, "When did it happen?" ”

"The day before you go on a trip!" Nangong Jing's eyes flashed with a gleam, her slender legs were folded, and her movements had an indescribable nobility and elegance.

Yang Hui's dark eyes flashed with surprise, and he asked in a deep voice, "Is that the day at the gate of the mall?" And what about later? ”

"Jian Junxi has made incense in the room, and when I wake up, I won't be able to find her again......" His voice implied regret.

"Room? Did you meet at the hotel? Yang Hui asked speculatively.

"Hmm......" Nangong Jing squeezed the word out of his throat with a little chill.

"Are you ...... then?" Yang Hui thought of a possibility, the hairs on his body stood up, his forehead was cold, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Nangong Jing was silent for a moment, his deep eyes skimming towards the blue sky, as if he remembered something sad, and his eyes became more and more hollow.

In a dumb voice: "She used her first time to repay my second uncle's kindness, and since then she has been clear with my kindness and righteousness, and asked me not to embarrass Jian Junxi......"

After Yang Hui listened, the muffled thunder in his head exploded, his pale face became more and more ugly, and he lowered his head to hide the tears in his eyes.

A heart is like a sharp knife that keeps scratching, until the flesh and blood are blurred, and the big hand subconsciously clenches into a fist, like anger, hatred, and helplessness......

(End of chapter)