Finished.

It's dead.

Takeri ran towards the door with her head held high.

How will she explain to Jing Huaizhi when she goes back?

Will he kill her?

"Where are you going?"

She stopped when she heard a familiar male voice.

Turning his head, he said with some difficulty: "My hair is in a chain." ”

Jing Huaizhi sneered, strode up to her, bent down and carefully untied it for her.

"I'll do it lightly."

His words inexplicably reminded her of Fang Cai.

"Alright."

The man smoothed out the bunched hair, put it on her shoulder, and then thoughtfully helped her zip it up.

Takeri turned around, and her gaze fell on the neckline of the man's slightly open bathrobe.

Subconsciously retract your eyes and pan your gaze to the ground.

"Now you know how reserved?"

"I looked dissatisfied just now."

Her cheeks flushed.

Jing Huaizhi took her hand and took her into his arms.

"Wife, are you uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine."

Zhuli didn't dare to raise her eyes to look at her, and suddenly seemed to think of something.

"So, it's you."

"What is me?"

His thin lips hooked slightly, teasing.

She knocked off the hand that hooked her chin and asked seriously, "That's it, that person is you." ”

"Which one?"

Jing Huaizhi raised his lips and smiled, and wrapped one hand around her waist.

At the mention of this, Zhuli suddenly became dumb.

"It's me, it's always been me."

With a little bit of strength on the hand around his waist, Zhuli's body leaned forward uncontrollably.

The tip of her nose unconsciously touched his Adam's apple, and she was a little stunned.

"Sleepy or not?"

She looked up at him, then shook her head.

"Going to the theater?"

He curled the hair that hung over her shoulders and said nonchalantly.

Seifuen Garden

Du Jianzhou crossed Erlang's legs and looked at those who were tied up with their hands and feet, and poured a cup of tea leisurely.

As soon as he reached his mouth, the door to the living room opened.

"All here?"

Jing Huaizhi's voice was not angry and arrogant.

Zhuli couldn't help but tug on his sleeves, a little scared.

"Well, including..."

Du Jianzhou raised his eyes and looked at Jing Yuhe, but did not say her name.

Jing Yuhe broke free from the bodyguard like crazy at this moment and jumped in front of Jing Huaizhi.

"Brother, what are you kidnapping me for?"

"We're brother and sister, aren't we?"

She desperately suppressed the panic in her heart and roared.

"She's still your sister-in-law!"

Jing Huaizhi also unceremoniously slammed back.

The two of them were at loggerheads for a while, and he looked down at the ground.

He instructed the bodyguards beside him: "Take her back to the old mansion, and don't take a step out of the old mansion without my permission." ”

Jing Yuhe's expression was tense, and she couldn't help but panic after hearing that her brother was going to put her under house arrest.

"Brother, are you sure you want to ignore our brother-sister relationship for many years for her?"

He stared straight at her pupils that were clear from crying, and sneered: "You ignored it first." ”

Qiao Jue has already explained everything clearly.

"Take-pear! You're lying to me again! ”

"You never considered me a friend at all!"

Seeing that he was about to be taken away by the bodyguards, Jing Yuhe's eyebrows were stained with anger, and he smiled sadly.

Jing Huaizhi stretched out his hand to block Zhuli's ear, allowing Jing Yuhe to vent.

As soon as Jing Yuhe left, the already tense atmosphere added a little anger.

"Ding Yunshen."

He sat on the sofa with Zhuli and shouted word by word.

He got up from the ground with his name called, but because he was undressed, his body slipped on the ground, and it still had no effect after tossing for a long time.

It's ridiculous.

"Mr. Jing, I know it's wrong..."

He said as he looked up at Takeri.

It's just that his head was just about to be raised, and he was slapped by the bodyguard next to him.

Jing Huaizhi's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he reached out to cover Zhuli's eyes.

"Shameful stuff."

"Drop him off in the city center."

The bodyguard bowed slightly and dragged him out of the hall.

"You..."

Sensing that his emotions were out of control, Zhuli put her arms around his waist.

The ear rubbed against his chest, and gently persuaded: "Husband, don't be angry. ”

When Jing Huaizhi heard this, he was a little stunned, and it took a long time to react.

Du Jianzhou: "..."

Qiao Jue heard the sound, and his head fell to the ground.

It's time for his one-man show.

The man rubbed her earlobe a few times and teased, "Okay to scream a little more in a while?" ”

Zhuli's heart was pounding, and her thoughts were suddenly brought to that night.

She leaned limply into his arms and told him to slow down......

"Enough for the two of you."

Du Jianzhou rubbed his temples and helplessly stopped him.

"Director Qiao, pack up and get ready to go to the branch."

"As for you..."

Jing Huaizhi half narrowed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

"Mr. Jing, I'm just passing by."

Jiang Gardenia's face does not change color.

"I have something you should be interested in."

After speaking, he went upstairs with Zhuli in his arms.

Only Du Jianzhou was left to 'swipe' the scene.

Master bedroom

After Zhuli was put down on the bed, she pulled at the corner of his clothes.

"What's wrong?"

Jing Huaizhi originally wanted her to come up and rest, so that she could deal with Guan Zheng by herself.

"Don't go."

She bit her lip and cried a little.

With a faint distress in his eyes, he sat straight on the edge of the bed.

"Okay, I'm not leaving."

"Shall I sleep with you in my arms?"

After this toss, his voice was also a little hoarse.

After listening to his words, Takeri did not lie back on the bed obediently.

Instead, he cried even harder.

"I did something I'm sorry for you."

He looked at her with a dark look in his eyes.

"What?"

She didn't dare look up at him, but she struggled inwardly to tell him what had happened.

She had a one-night stand with a strange man.

If he says it, will he like her?

Zhuli struggled in her heart.

"Shall we talk about it when you want to?"

Jing Huaizhi patted her head twice and coaxed her to lie down.

"With such a big movement tonight, Yuzu won't be scared, right?"

She leaned on the man's chest and asked softly.

"No, I'll let Steward Li look at her."

The old house of the Jing family

After Jing Yuhe was locked in the room, the rope that bound her was untied.

She also lost her freedom.

In an anxious position, she dialed the phone.

"Hey, Sister Airu, I'm Yuhe."

As soon as the person on the other end of the phone was connected, Jing Yuhe reported to the door.

"Yuhe, what's the matter?"

Mu Airu's state at this time was no different from that of ordinary people.

"My brother is crazy, he actually put me under house arrest for a woman!"

Jing Yuhe pressed his chest and tried his best to make himself look calmer.

The voice fell, and there was a dead silence in the earpiece.

This delusion even led her to mistakenly believe that the phone had been cut off.

"Hey, Sister Airu, are you listening?"

Jing Yuhe shouted again without giving up.

"Is that woman's name Zhuli?"

A cold tone came through the earpiece.