The shock in his heart washed away, so that the boy only maintained that position, but forgot to move for a long time.

The things that I have lost for several years have always been in Mr. Ren's drawer.

This also means that

They met before they got married.

If it is more precise, it goes back to a few years ago, on the night of his mother's death, he was dragged by Jing Guo Zhenqiang to attend the birthday party of a certain big person.

That is, after that night,

Jing Mian was never able to find a birthday gift that he hadn't been able to give since he was a child.

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View House.

"Put it on."

Jing Guozhen casually picked out a new suit, and when he saw Jing Mian put on a black suit and walked out of the door, his eyes were dyed with approval, and he said, "Black is better than white." ”

"White looks sleepless and ignorant of the world, like a child who has just entered society." Li Qiao echoed beside him: "Now he is capable and beautiful, and at first glance, he is an honor student." ”

Jingmian's eyelashes are long, and the fine light and shadow fall on the young man's cold white eyelids, and the voice does not fluctuate:

"Whose birthday party?"

Jing Guozhen was just about to speak, but was dragged by Li Qiao at the corner of his clothes, and the woman took the first step and said: "It's your father's boss, and you don't know the specific name." ”

Li Qiao pulled Jing Guozhen aside, gave him the effort to tidy up his tie, and whispered: "He doesn't have the heart to think about marriage now, but when you mention it, it will make Mianmian repulsed." ”

Jing Guozhen seemed to understand something, and sighed silently.

Of course, he knew that today was the death day of Zhinian.

Just like his ex-wife's name, even after ten years of leaving, her son still misses her.

The nanny hugged Jing Luo, Li Qiao took the child and held it in his arms, Jing Luo raised his little hand and stretched out in the direction of Jing Mian, and his white and pink fingers curled up.

This is what it means to hug my brother.

Li Qiao smiled and held Jing Luo's hand: "Come back and hug again, Dad and brother are going to the banquet." ”

Jing Mian put on his shoes, took a deep look at Jing Luo, and turned to leave.

The driver at the door has been waiting for a long time.

The father and son sat in the back seat, Jing Guozhen looked at his son who didn't say a word, and still felt that it was a mistake to take Jing Mian to such an important banquet.

Li Qiao quietly facilitated the marriage between Jing Mian and the Ren family's son-in-law a year ago, a decision that seems to be deviant, and same-sex marriage is still unreasonable in his eyes.

But the Jing family has been at a low point in their careers in the past two years, and if they can marry the Ren family at the top of the pyramid, it will be a life-saving straw for the Jing family.

In fact, Li Qiao's idea is not so bad,

Because the Ren family actually agreed.

It's just that I don't know why, just a month ago, the Ren family broke the contract without warning. I heard that it was the young master's own instructions.

This time, not only Li Qiao, but even Jing Guozhen himself panicked.

The right to attend this banquet was obtained by him by finding a way out of his relationship, and he didn't want to take Jing Mian with him, but Li Qiao said that the young Young Master Ren hadn't seen Jing Mian's current appearance in person, maybe he saw it, and this returned marriage might have a turning point.

Although this is like using his son as a bargaining chip for the Jing family, Jing Guozhen thinks that he has no choice, and the Jing family has no choice.

Although Ren Gongzi is physically disabled, at least his family background is good, and the two met when they were children, and this marriage is not too bad for Jing Mian himself.

It's just that the teenager in the back seat is too silent.

He looked out the window, his thin figure soaked in the night, and he didn't say a word.

Jing Guozhen didn't dare to mention it.

After all, at this time of year, it's not easy to sleep.

When the car stopped, Jing Guozhen caught a glimpse of the big man in a suit and leather shoes stepping down from the luxury car through the window, he quickly straightened his tie, cleared his throat, and opened the door by the driver.

It is said that this five-star hotel in the prime area of the business circle is the property of the Ren family, and while the waiters of the Ren family entertain guests in the banquet hall, those powerful people may be standing in the presidential suite on the top floor, looking at the enchanted city at night through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Jing Guozhen showed his pass, and was led by the waiter to the banquet site.

Staggered and magnificent, Jing Guozhen secretly thought to himself that even the illegitimate son of the Ren family, who was crippled, had such a shocking and luxurious pomp on his birthday.

The background and strength of the Ren family can be imagined.

He asked Jing Mian to follow behind him, laughing and chatting with the giant crocodile in the important business district, and introducing his dog from time to time, Jing Guozhen thought that if he could meet the master of the Ren family later, it would be good to say that it was the eldest son Ren Changsong......

"Eh, hello Mr. Wei, this is my ......"

Jing Guozhen turned his head and found that Jing Mian was not behind him this time.

Jing Guozhen: "? ”

After searching for two seconds, he turned around decisively and continued to talk to Mr. Wei with a smile.

At this critical moment, he can't take care of his son.

As the waiter passed by the corner of the banquet hall, he heard a teenager stop him: "Wait a minute. ”

The waiter stopped, looked over, and saw that it was a young man in a black suit.

He was carrying the tray of wine when he heard the boy whisper, "I want a drink." ”

The waiter bowed slightly, and skillfully and respectfully handed the boy the nearest cup.

He was just about to leave, when the boy said, "Give me another drink... Thank you. ”

The waiter was stunned to take the first cup, which was already empty, and watched the little boy drink the second cup as if he were drinking water.

Later, the waiter walked back to the backstage with the empty tray with five or six goblets on top.

Jing Mian sat on a chair in the corner, countless haute couture dresses and suits and leather shoes passed in front of his eyes, and the light of the banquet was dazzling, but only the slightest trace of the young man's figure was revealed.

He was caught in the gloomy corners of the staggered space, and his whole being was covered in gloom.

Jing Mian lowered his head and stared at the bracelet he was clutching in his hand.

Suddenly, he also noticed that his left hand was shaking.

It was a shiver that couldn't be stopped, the fingertips were cold, and the right hand holding the left wrist didn't help. Jing Mian touched the pocket of his clothes, it was empty, and the medicine probably fell on the white suit.

It's just that time passed minute by minute, and Jing Mian calmed down.

The alcohol gradually numbed the senses and nerves, the brain became much quieter, the boy's breathing became gentle, and he sat up, feeling the slight heat of his veins to his face.

It turned out that I didn't know that drinking alcohol would suppress the seizure.

I can also paralyze pain.

Jing Mian touched the pocket of his suit, and the hard touch came, and he seemed to feel a little relieved, then stood up and walked towards the elevator room.

Jing Guozhen said that the sixth floor of the hotel is equipped with a large rooftop, which can blow the wind at night, and when the birthday banquet is nearing the end, there will be many drunken businessmen who will negotiate on the rooftop, and the wind is strong and secluded.

When Jing Mian walked into the elevator, the waiter respectfully asked, "What floor are you going to?" ”

The young man opened his lips: "... Sixth floor. ”

The voice was very soft and a little muffled, and the waiter raised his hand and pressed the sixteenth floor.

Ding—

The elevator doors open.

"Guest, please go slowly."

The waiter's voice sounded behind him, the boy was staring at his back, and the waiter secretly thought that the sixteenth floor was the top floor, and the presidential suite was also here.

Leaving the banquet in the middle of the banquet, this young master who has never met is probably ...... It is a gift to be given to those in power at the top.

As sorry as it is, there is no intention to meddle in things.

Jing Mian noticed that something was wrong a few seconds after stepping out of the elevator.

The promenade and carpet in front of me are too wide, and at the same time ...... It's too extravagant, and even the humble ornaments are magnificent.

The gap between him and the sixth floor was too great, causing the boy to stand there in confusion for a few seconds.

The elevator door behind him has long been closed, and there is no way to turn back, only to move forward.

Jing Mian subconsciously wanted to find the rooftop, but found that the doors he could see in his field of vision were all closed, and there was no way out.

When you get to the end, there is a half-hidden solid wooden door.

When his fingertips touched the edge of the door, Jing Mian noticed that the inside of the door seemed to be much darker than he imagined, and it was not even as gentle and bright as the light in the corridor.

Jing Mian narrowed his eyes slightly, silently adjusting to the darkness.

Even without the lights, he could catch a glimpse of grandeur and luxury, with a duplex living room made of double thick wood panels, inlaid with glass, he could see the living room and dining room, several rooms without beds, and the layout was more like a living room.

Spectacular room.

Almost every floor under his feet was covered with carpets, and he walked quietly, Jingmian barely stopped, looking for the glimmer of light through the night, and soon found a place that could be called a rooftop.

- Connected to the master bedroom, like the largest room in the realm he entered.

There you are.

Jing Mian thought.

The boy walked into the bedroom, and when his footsteps landed, he suddenly heard a sound not far away.

It was like something falling to the ground, an extremely subtle sound.

Through the night, Jing Mian saw that it was a syringe.

The needle seeped water droplets as it rolled to the ground, and the light flickered.

Jing Mian followed the direction of the tumble, looked towards the source of the sound, and completely froze.

It's a wheelchair.

And there are people in wheelchairs.

They seemed to be taken aback by each other.