But I am a man after all, and I can't let a girl sleep on the sofa.

Seems to have made a great decision, Xiaotian nodded in pain.

As soon as joss saw that he agreed, he went to Luo Xinlei and said that he would keep her.

Jing zhehan sat by and watched Jos busy, his eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously.

He glanced at the girl sitting next to him. Was it too coincidental?

Today, someone suddenly followed them inexplicably, and then met Luo Xinlei, who was clearly separated, but appeared again at the critical moment.

It's like directing and acting.

There are just a few men who said they were sent by Meng Chen and wanted to kill them. I'm afraid Meng Chen is now bent on Gao Zixuan, and there's no reason to do so.

Was it Gao Zixuan who was not reconciled to what she had done before and told him to do it?

The misty situation is as intricate as a coil of thread, which makes Jing chihan feel a bit different.

I'm afraid there is a huge conspiracy behind the whole thing.

After putting all the new sheets and bedding away for Luo Xinlei, joss took Xiaotian's usual use from the room to the living room, comforted Xiaotian again and again, and then helped Jing zhehan back to the bedroom.

The next day, before Jing zhehan wakes up, Jos crept out of the room and ran to the company with Luo Xinlei, who had been waiting in the living room.

Just stepped into the project five, almost all the people gathered around.

"How's it going? Did the results come out? " Chen Xin anxiously stood far away from Qiao Si and his eyes were full of expectation.

Needless to say, it is the result of yesterday's auction.

Jos knew that everyone attached great importance to the project, and she was worried all the time when she came out of the auditorium yesterday.

I don't know how to explain to the people in the group today. No one can guess the unexpected result.

"Qin won the bid... The final transaction price is one billion..." joss said with difficulty.

After hearing the final number, the people who were still very calm all widened their eyes and made a sound of sobbing.

Zhao Yang stands beside Chen Xin. Although he is shocked by the result, his eyes are focused on Jos and Luo Xinlei.

For these two people will appear at the same time, there is a faint speculation and worry in my heart.

Luo Xinlei felt a trace of hostile eyes, smiling at Zhao Yang, pupil has a strong sense of provocation.

When everyone finally calmed down and started a new day's work, joss returned to the office.

Zhao Yang followed Qiao Si into the minister's office. As soon as he closed the door, he asked eagerly, "how can you work with this little girl?"

"She lived in my house yesterday..."

Joss looked around the environment for a while, then lowered his voice and told Zhao Yang the thrilling things that happened yesterday.

The more he listened back, the more tightly Zhao Yang's eyebrows were locked. He held his head with one hand and his eyes were empty.

It was Luo Xinlei who saved them yesterday. Did she suspect that she was the wrong person? Wronged a good man?

Shaking his head, Zhao Yang still feels that there is nothing wrong with his inner feelings. This Luo Xinlei must not be as simple as it seems.

"Anyway, it's better for you and Mr. Jing to be more careful in the future."

Joss listened and nodded. What happened yesterday was like a nightmare, unreal, but the pain and thrilling feeling stayed in his heart for a long time.

In the past, she just thought that Jing chihan was very important to her. It was only yesterday, in the moment of life and death, that she suddenly realized that she could become so brave.

And Jing chihan's safety has long been more important than her own life.

Zhao Yang looks at Qiao Si, who is in deep thought at this time. Without saying anything more, he retreats from the office.

When passing by Luo Xinlei's desk, she stops and looks at Luo Xinlei, who is busy sorting out the old project cases. She pulls her lips and puts away the unfriendly voice. Instead, she politely says, "do you have time at noon? Let's have dinner together. "

Luo Xinlei raised her eyes and swept her cheek like a thoroughfare. Only then did she smile and nod.

When joss left, Jing chihan had already woken up.

I'm afraid it's better to deal with some things in a private way.

Since he stood on the big bed, he cleaned up a little, then came to the living room, picked up the phone on the table and dialed Meng Chen's number.

After two rings in the receiver, a slightly hoarse voice came out, "hello."

"Let's get to the point. Did you do yesterday?"

Jing zhehan sat down on the sofa in the living room. A cigarette was sandwiched between his fingers.

"What's the matter?" Hesitated for a while, Meng Chen can't help but doubt of ask a way.

"Did you send someone to do the killing?"

Jing chehan can infer from Meng Chen's tone that this matter should have nothing to do with him.

But unexpectedly, after a moment of silence, Meng Chen spoke again and gave an unexpected answer.

"I did it."

As soon as the phone stops, the beep in the receiver makes Jing chihan frown.

He believes that with Meng Chen's aboveboard and fearless personality, he will admit that he has done it, but it has nothing to do with him

There is no reason why we have to.

With this in mind, Jing chihan dials another phone again and orders people to investigate Gao's recent business operation, as well as all the trends of Gao Zixuan, the president, and Meng Chen, his assistant.

Zhao Yang and Luo Xinlei are sitting in the western restaurant. It's early. There are not many people in the western restaurant.

Two people randomly ordered two plates of spaghetti and sat opposite each other, looking each other in the eyes.

"I don't know sister Zhao Yang. What can I do for you?"

Little white rabbit first asked out, is very innocent tone, let Zhao Yang feel like a bad person in general.

"What do you think of this time in the Jing family?"

Zhao Yang picked up the drink on the table and sipped it. What he said seemed to be just chatting.

Luo Xinlei looked at her suspiciously. Naturally, she was aware of the deep meaning in her tone, but her face was still pure.