Two days later

On a midsummer night, the blue sky may have been burned out by the sun's sparks, leaking out the light, and the earth lights are blurred, reflecting the light in the sky, beautiful and calm.

Nangong Jing sat on a chair and looked out the window at the night, his eyes were hollow, and his big bony hand was holding a cigarette, which had burned to the end......

"Buckle ......" Jiang Heng pushed the door in, and saw him looking into the distance, like a wooden man without a soul, he called softly: "Young master......"

After Nangong Jing heard it, he slowly turned around, only to find that the cigarette had been extinguished, reached out and threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, his thin lips were pursed into a cold arc, and his mood looked bad.

Jiang Heng glanced at him, a trace of embarrassment flashed in his dark eyes, and he pursed his lips before he said lightly: "Young Master, that woman has found out."

She is a servant of the Ling family, her name is Yu Xiaohong, but she has been silenced, and after checking her call records, the number with the most calls has been determined to be Ling Yiren.

But after she herself was thrown out of the island by you, it was supposed to be in Madame's villa, where the doctors and nurses hired by Madame had their throats cut.

The surveillance showed that she was taken away by two men in black, and the car drove all the way west, because the license plate was fake, so it was not possible to find her specific location for the time being......"

After a pause, he immediately added, "Madame...... She hadn't contacted anyone, and she didn't seem to know about it......"

Nangong Jing's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and a huge flame burned under his dark eyes, as if he was going to burn the entire city in front of him.

Jiang Heng subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, cleared his throat and continued: "That...... Young master, Jian Shao's parents are not here tonight, only Wen Hao is alone, do you want to ......"

Nangong Jing glanced up at him, and immediately got up and strode towards the door.

Jiang Heng pursed his mouth and patted his little heart with palpitations, since returning to China, he felt that his work was sincere...... It's too hard......

Half an hour later, two people appeared at the door of the hospital lounge, and Jiang Heng knocked on the door.

Wen Hao opened the door and saw that it was them, hesitated for a moment or made a way out of the way, and called softly: "Jing Shao......"

"Isn't he awake?" Nangong Jing asked as he walked in, his dark eyes like midnight flashing with a hint of worry.

"Nope!" Wen Hao looked at him with a solemn expression, and his heart was very entangled, because he couldn't figure out what their relationship was......

Nangong Jing strode into the bedroom, looking at Jian Junxi lying on the bed without a trace of anger, he felt that his feet were as if they were weighing a thousand gold, and every step was heavy.

Wen Hao wanted to follow up, but Jiang Heng suddenly grabbed him, and closed the door with his hand, Wen Hao asked with a cold face, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Jiang Heng: What else can "......" mean?

Jiang Heng saw the mess on the table in the living room, and said helplessly: "Do you have a lot of business to deal with and need help?" ”

Wen Hao frowned, and said coldly: "No need, I'll do my own thing!" ”

After saying that, he was about to go to the bedroom, but Jiang Heng immediately stopped in front of him and persuaded patiently: "Can't you just let the two of them stay alone for a while?" ”

Wen Hao reached out and helped the glasses on his face, pursed his lips and asked, "Are they really in love?" ”

Jiang Heng: "......" I also want to know......

"Can't you see? Isn't it obvious on the plane? Jiang Heng scratched his head a little embarrassed, and his heart was so stuffed that he couldn't describe it.

(End of chapter)