"Is there anything else you can do?" Nangong Jing frowned and asked.

"I ......" Ouyang Jingru burst into tears.

But she also knows that if she wants to repair the relationship between their mother and son, she must take her time.

"Mom just wanted to ask, what if...... If you have time, can you ...... Can you have a meal with your mother? ”

The soft gaze carried the warmth of melting ice, implying a hint of fear, and finally, as if afraid of being rejected by him, he lowered his head.

Nangong Jing's ink eyes are like a sea of stars in the night sky, clear and bottomless, and there are layers of water waves.

After being silent for about ten seconds, his thin lips moved slightly: "Good ......"

"Thank you!" Ouyang Jingru's throat was choked.

Slid her wheelchair and walked out the door, not wanting her son to see her tearful face.

Watching her mother drift away, Nangong Jing's dark eyes did not make any waves, and she re-lit a cigarette.

After sitting on the chair and taking two puffs, his eyes became more and more complicated as he looked out the window, until the cigarette in his hand burned to the end

Feeling the heat of his hand, he pulled back his thoughts, threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, his sharp cold eyes narrowed slightly, and pressed Jiang Heng's landline button.

"Come in!" The cold voice was mixed with the meaning of command.

"Yes, young master......" Jiang Heng was shocked.

Thinking of Ouyang Jingru crying and leaving just now, a very bad premonition inexplicably rose, as if the train was about to derail again......

"Young Master!" After Jiang Heng knocked on the door and came in, he stood respectfully opposite him.

Nangong Jing glared at him coldly like that, and said coldly, "How did you find out?" ”

"This ......" Jiang Heng pursed his lips and continued:

"Mo Zixuan did go to pay New Year's greetings to the Jane couple, but he was kicked out by Jian Shao, and he refused to leave, I haven't found out what happened!"

Nangong Jing's cold eyes narrowed slightly, cold and arrogant, the corners of his lips pulled out an extremely cold arc, and his thin lips moved slightly: "I heard that I can only love one person in my life?" ”

The blood on Jiang Heng's face faded, and he didn't expect Ouyang Jingru to tell him about it, trying not to mess up.

He hesitated for a few seconds before replying: "It's true, but there has never been a case of same-sex love in the history of the Nangong family."

So, Sanshao means to see if you can start over with Miss Ian, and now that you already know, you can try it with her! ”

Nangong Jing stood up suddenly, his body seemed to be covered with a layer of 10,000-year-old ice, and he was stunned to let go of the heated room, and the temperature dropped to the most freezing point.

After standing still in front of Jiang Heng, he said with a little meaning: "This is what you mean?" Or did he mean it? ”

Jiang Heng subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "That's what it means" The words must be stuck in his throat.

Jian Shao didn't say anything, just asked you not to bother him, otherwise...... If she ..... she's going to turn her face! Jiang Heng opened his mouth tremblingly.

Nangong Jing's eyes suddenly ignited with a raging anger, and he took out another cigarette from the table and put it in his thin lips.

After igniting it, he walked in the direction of the massage chair and asked, "Where is he now?" ”

Jiang Heng's dark eyes flashed with a touch of complexity and embarrassment, and he pursed his lips and persuaded: "Young Master, you ......"

Nangong Jing's sharp eyes swept over, and the anger that seemed to cut him with a thousand knives made him stop.

Tremblingly, he said, "He...... He's still at home, and he'll be going to Monopoly ...... later."

"Arrange it, I'm going too!" Nangong Jing put the cigarette in her thin lips.

The sharp eyes narrowed slightly, ghostly and evil, as if to say, I'll see how he plans to turn his face?

(End of chapter)