C279 It can't be your wife

Jing Haotian, who was standing in front of Gong Sheng, trembled almost imperceptibly as he clenched his hand into a fist.

"F * ck off." After Gong Sheng finished speaking, he lifted his leg and kicked at Jing Haotian.

Jing Haotian didn't move. He took the kick and was kicked towards the elevator door.

"Brother Haotian." When An Zhi, who had always followed Jing Haotian out, saw this scene, he cried out in alarm and ran to Jing Haotian's side.

How could it be like this? Why would it be like this? She had clearly made a plan. Once An Xin was tainted, she would send someone to inform the palace. When that happened, they would purposely announce her room number.

She had already arranged everything so that Jing Haotian would have peace of mind when he slept with other men. When she became enchanted with the palace sage, killing two birds with one stone.

But why did the palace saint come so early and still have peace of mind?

An Xin didn't even take off her thin skirt. What was going on?

Jing Haotian shook his off and didn't look at her. Instead, he faced the cold eyes of the palace saint and clenched his teeth, "So what if she follows you? I don't think you can interfere with my concern."

The hand that Gong Sheng was holding on to slowly tightened, then he suddenly smiled, "I don't need to intervene, my wife doesn't like it anyway."

Wife.

Jing Haotian and An Ying felt as if they had been struck by lightning. The two of them stood there without moving an inch.

Gong Sheng carried An Xin, who was still tearing his clothes, into the elevator. They pressed on the button for the first floor as he coldly watched the elevator door close.

"Wait a moment." Jing Haotian came back to his senses. When he rushed over, the elevator doors had already closed, so he started descending.

"Impossible, impossible. How could she be your wife? She's not. " Jing Haotian slammed on the elevator door like a madman.

An Shiwei also came back to his senses. Looking at Jing Haotian like this, he suddenly wanted to go up and give him two tight slaps, but she knew that the result would be that Jing Haotian would completely ignore her.

The An clan was gone and she could not afford to lose the big tree known as the Jing Clan.

Right now, she no longer had the chance to visit the Gong Family.

An Zaiwei recalled the name of her wife from before. She was not convinced, why was An Xin able to marry Gong Sheng, she really was not convinced.

What kind of family was the Gong family? On what basis did they have the confidence to marry over?

An Ying slightly recovered and walked over to pull at Jing Haotian, "Haotian, don't be like this. It's a good thing that big sister is able to marry the Palace Saint."

"…" After Jing Haotian was pulled by her, he suddenly glared at An Ying. Just as he was about to flare up, he suddenly thought of the Jing Clan's power and felt as if he were a deflated balloon.

Seeing him stare like that, An Ying was frightened to the point that he retracted his hand. He carefully called out, "Big Brother Haotian, you … don't scare me."

"It's fine, I just saw the wounds on Xin Xin's body and was worried." Jing Haotian gave an excuse and walked weakly towards his own room, "I'm tired. If you want to rest, then go rest."

"Alright, Haotian, I'll accompany you for lunch." An Xin softly said before she too, walked towards her own room.

There were some things that she needed to clarify, such as why the palace saint had come earlier and why An Xin was still fine. She wanted to ask He Xiong Jing if she had done something.

The sage put his arms around his heart and got into his car. An Xin had already taken off his coat. Still ripping at his shirt, she was in a hurry.

Gong Sheng's heart ached as he looked at her. After placing her on the passenger seat, he drove to the Sacred Royal Hotel.