After the two got into the car, Jing Haotian saw that she didn't say anything, so he softly said, "I remember when we first met, you also had a bad car sickness and you often vomited at that time."

Yes, at that time, whenever she vomited, he would pat her back gently, passing her a tissue and a bottle of water.

Every time that time, she was very touched, because when a girl vomits, no matter how close your friends are, they would always stay far away from you, pinching their noses as they asked if you were alright.

Jing Haotian always chose to stay by her side to ask her if she was feeling better.

In this world, other than her mother and Jing Haotian, there was another person who cared so much about her when she was sick. She was a beautiful woman like a flower and like jade. She liked to call her a enchantress.

"I'm not sick anymore." She did not know when it had begun.

In any case, she wasn't sick anymore, so she didn't vomit just now because she was sick.

Jing Haotian was a little surprised, "It's good that you don't faint, I'm not worried."

"Jing Haotian, from now on, let's be friends. "Ordinary friends."

Her sudden words caused Jing Haotian, who was driving, to be stunned for a moment. He turned his head to look at her, and his warm eyes burned like fire. The hand holding the steering wheel tightened bit by bit, and after a long time, he finally spat out a word, "Okay."

"Thank you." An Xin lowered her head and said softly.

There was a moment of silence.

This day was obviously the happiest day for An Xin. Without the love from the palace sage, it was a type of enjoyment for her to wander the streets.

Of course, because of Jing Haotian, her mood was a bit affected.

In the past, they would often go out like this to shop and spend time with Jing Haotian. It was as if they had returned to the carefree youth of the past.

For the rest of the day, Jing Haotian did not do anything to her. He stayed by her side like a friend.

In the evening, when the two separated, their relationship was much warmer than before.

An Xin didn't tell him her address. The two separated at the mall's entrance. She insisted on taking a taxi. Jing Haotian couldn't beat her, so he could only watch her car drive away.

An Xin had just left when two tall bodyguards in black suddenly walked up, picked up Jing Haotian and left.

"Hey, who are you people? "What do you want?" Jing Haotian turned around to look at the person who came. He was not the Jing Clan's bodyguard, he did not know these two people.

"The Palace." One of the bodyguards coldly said. Then, the two of them carried Jing Haotian into the dark and began to beat him up.

"Ah, stop. Do you know who I am?"

"" The answer was even more violent.

"Stop, I am Jing Haotian, the Jing Clan's Jing Haotian. Do you want the Gong Family to have enmity with the Jing Clan?"

"Ah, don't slap my face."

"Ah, don't start."

"Ah, nose."

"Eyes, my eyes."

"Ah, ah, ah …" The last hit landed directly on his mouth. It was so painful that he couldn't even speak.

The slap was worse than any other place.

"Brother Wei, what should we do with these hands?"

"Of course it's useless. Who let him touch Miss An."

"Understood."

"What do you want? Let me tell you, I am Jing Haotian. " Listening to the conversation between the two, Jing Haotian carefully shrank back.

If not for the fact that these two were practicing martial arts and fighting from the very start, he wouldn't have been at such a disadvantage.

"Our boss said that he beat up someone called Jing Haotian." The bodyguard called Brother Wei coldly snorted and raised his hand, "Kacha, kacha."