Chapter 245

After thinking about it, joss decided to say another thing first: "I saw Meng Chen at the airport today. That's the psycho who kidnapped me last time." For Meng Chen's impression, in addition to a sick face, joss really only remembered the feature of neuropathy.

The man looked at her and said, "does he see you?"

"I see it." Hesitated for a moment, Qiao Siquan said: "not only saw, but also face to face, I almost thought he was going to kill me, that expression, good penetration."

The man did not say a word, raised his hand, touched her head, fingertips rubbing her soft hair.

Joss leaned his head against him and sighed: "I'm going to call Fang Zhengqiu later. I still have to tell him about this. However, it seems that Meng Chen came with you on the same plane. Didn't you meet him on the plane?"

"No The plane is first-class, business, ordinary, with hundreds to thousands of passengers. It's crowded, and it's impossible to bump into it.

Joss didn't care, just curious: "you say, what did he come to Muhai city for? Didn't he say he was a gangster? Are you here to break the law? "

"Imaginative." The man sneered and put his arm around her.

Joyce looked up and said, "how can I be sure it's my imagination? He's a man who can't do anything. I almost died in his hands."

Thinking of this, joss thinks it's wrong. She clearly remembers that when she was in the hospital bed, although Jing chehan didn't say it, she was obviously still angry. She thought he would do something out of the ordinary, and she got rid of Fu Chen and looked at him. As a result, there was nothing, but even if there was nothing, they had a grudge with Meng Chen. Jing chehan is so careless now.

Joss narrowed his eyes and caught him by the collar: "frankly, lenient, do you know Meng Chen is here? You met him on the plane, didn't you? "

The man wrapped her little hand, palm rub: "don't think, I promise, he dare not hurt you."

There was a murmur from Jos, dubious.

But the man said: "well, it's time to talk about another thing?"

Jos: "it's..."

"Today my mother went to the company and asked for you. What did she say?"

Jos sat up and widened his eyes. "How do you know?"

The man hooked his lips and printed them on her lips. He was tickled by her silly appearance: "first, what did she tell you? Here's the money, or something else. "

"Why do you think the president's wife will give me money?" Joss thought it over and looked up. "Do I look valuable?"

"Hiss." The man laughed again and rubbed the top of her hair: "it's just her old trick. That's all for Cheng Xue."

"So..." joss thought for a moment, and suddenly rubbed up: "so Cheng Xue took the money anyway, but she didn't say to give me the money! What do you mean you look down on me? I'm not worth more than Cheng Xue? You say, who is worth money Joss grabs Jing chihan's sleeve and refuses to let go.

The man pointed her eyebrows with his fingertips and pushed her back: "your point is wrong."

"Yes, that's it." Jos was angry.

Jing Che Han sighed: "don't change the topic. I can guess what she said if you don't say it."

With his eyelids drooping, his mouth drooping, Jos lowered his head and held him in his arms.

When she buried her head in his arms, joss muttered: "in fact, I can understand what she did. As a mother, she must want to be good for her son. Promise me not to go to her. I'm not afraid of anything except my parents. I think I can continue to struggle for being with you, as long as my parents are safe, I can carry it with her

Yes, joss has already thought about it. As long as her parents are safe and will not be involved by her, she can try her best to deal with the president's wife. If her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law don't agree, she doesn't believe that she will lose!

Jing chihan didn't say a word, but the strength of putting his hand around her back increased. Joss felt his emotion and hugged him more tightly.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly quiets down. Besides the news on TV, it still plays a weak voice.

"You don't have to go." After a long time, joss heard a man's shallow voice: "she's there, I'll solve it."

"What are you going to do?" Jos was nervous for a moment, and sat up, a little scared at the bottom of his eyes.

This is what she is worried about. She is afraid that Jing chihan will fall out with her family in order not to hurt her. She is afraid that he will become rebellious and alienated. She has nothing but her.

She was afraid that she would make him the target of public criticism.

The man slightly hot fingertips, rub her cheek: "good, not as bad as you think."

If Jos didn't believe it, he looked at him.

The man vomited a tone: "have the best of both ways, don't worry."

"The best of both worlds?" She blinked, a little suspicious.

"Don't worry about it. I'll take care of it." He comforted her and said no more.

Two people so lean on, joss listen to his steady heartbeat, complex mood, slowly relaxed down.

Perhaps, she really thought deeply, thought too much, this man is so powerful, omnipotent, how can she doubt his ability to do things.

That night, when joss fell asleep, Jing chihan got out of bed, took the phone, went to the balcony and broadcast a group of numbers.

Over there, someone soon picked up: "President Jing."

"Send her what you have."

The man on the other end of the line hesitated: "all?"

"Half."

The other side said, "yes." But after a pause, he hesitated: "Mr. Jing, after all, that's your mother..."

"I have a sense of propriety." The man's cold and hard tone interrupts the dissuasion over there.

The people on the other end of the phone were silent.

After hanging up the phone, Jing chihan looked out the window at the rare moonlight, the half round moon, beautiful and soft.

He pursed his lips, went to the balcony cupboard, opened it, took out a box of cigarettes and a lighter.

After lighting a cigarette, he sat on the small cane chair beside him, looking at the moon and spitting out smoke rings.

I don't smoke much, but when I'm upset, I still order one.

Smoke one, he did not order the second, put the cigarette box back, out of the balcony, back to the room, back to bed.

……

The next morning, in Jing's villa, the servant brought in a package and put it on the table in the living room.

Since Jing Zhentian went abroad, there is only one owner in this huge room.

Xue Ying came down from the upstairs. She has been a good tutor for many years. Even if she was alone at home, she was absolutely strict in her dress. In the early morning, she didn't put on makeup. On her well maintained face, she wore a mild expression and a new dress.