Xia jingnian slowly sighed, "in fact, you don't have to be afraid of me, I won't do anything to you."

Gong Heng had finished his dinner and was drinking red wine on the dining chair. Listening to Xia jingnian's words, he gave a cold smile and said in a bad tone: "what's the point with this kind of ungrateful woman. How good are you to her, and does she take your affection? "

Xia jingnian helpless way: "ah Heng, you can not say two words less."

Tang Qing is already mentally unstable enough. What should he do if he says this and frightens people?

Palace Heng dynasty he white one eye, "I said where is wrong? You try every means to contact her doctor, and she is still giving you a look. No matter how nice you are to her, she doesn't like you. "

Xia jingnian again helplessly called him: "ah Heng, you don't say."

Gong Heng or that pair of Yin Yang strange Qi tone, he this person is to say that the wind is rain, like thunder shower, moody.

Tang Qing has been used to it for a long time.

Listening to their conversation, Tang Qing just lowered his head and silently raised his lips.

It was obvious that they had broken her leg. Now they have to contact a doctor for treatment. It's like giving her a gift.

For these people, harming others is a matter of course, and a favor to others, you need to be grateful.

It's a pity that she can't even feel grateful. Listening to the two singing together, she just felt sick and nauseated.

Tang Qing couldn't even eat the dinner. He put the spoon down, lowered his head and said, "I'm full."

Gong Heng glanced at the rice grains in her bowl. Her face sank, and she hooked the corner of her lips, showing a bit of sinister: "you are deliberately doing it to me, aren't you?"

Don tilted his head and shrunk his shoulders.

Xia jingnian stood up and helplessly finished the game: "if you can't eat, don't eat it. If you are hungry at night, have some supper. "

Gong Heng has finished drinking the wine in his glass. His dog teeth are grinding the smooth wall of the cup, like grinding Tang Qing's bones. His eyes are full of evil intentions and uncertain.

Xia jingnian said: "you send Qing'er back to your room."

Several servants who were waiting for them were ordered to help her into the wheelchair immediately.

After Tang Qing left, the evil mood on Gong Heng's face faded. He was silent and looked at the void: "look at her now. You don't treat her very much. You still work hard for her."

"Ah Heng." Xia jingnian looked back to him, "you should not have expected any response."

“……” Gong Heng was silent for a while, then slowly recovered some light in the black pupil. He lowered his head and looked at the wine glass dangling above his hand and said, "I know."

Love is like this glass of wine, full at the beginning, even if the last drink up, but also taste a bit of taste, for later aftertaste.

Between him and Tang Qing, it was this empty wine cup, which was empty from the beginning. He should not have been extravagant about the treatment of people with full wine.

But with expectations, with thoughts, in the end, it is difficult to level the meaning.

He has a wealth, unconventional, his own way, but in the emotional, after all, is an ordinary person, to a woman has the mind, will also want to get response.

However, there should have been no response.

What he could get from her was nothing more than the rag he kept in the safe.