Chapter 232

Originally want to come forward to coax Liang Jia, but think of Ren Chengyan, or decided to call Ren Chengyan to apologize. After all, Kar was a little more willful this time.

Ren Chengyan not far out received a call from Zhou Xingchen, two people are on the phone, silent, or Zhou Xingchen took the initiative to open the mouth.

"I'm sorry, Miss Ren. It's Jia Er. I hope you don't mind." Zhou Xingchen's fingers tapping on the table, thinking of Liang Jia's pale face, his heart suddenly felt uneasy“ I don't want this to affect Carol's mood, so I hope you don't mind

Looking at the quiet door on the second floor, Zhou Xingchen's eyes drooped. He was worried that Xia qin'er's words really affected her.

Ren Chengyan's voice came from the other end of the phone, suddenly pulled back Zhou Xingchen's idea of flying to the second floor: "I understand, I understand." After a long pause, she heard another voice: "I won't care about this time. After all, I'm sorry for her first, so I'll forget this time. I don't want to have another time."

Ren Chengyan holds the bag's hand a little hard, but finally hang up the phone. She sighs in her heart that Zhou Xingchen really loves Liang Jia.

It's the first time that I would bow my head and apologize to another woman for the woman I love.

When Zhou Xingchen hung up, he wanted to go up to the second floor to appease Liang Jia. Compared with Liang Jia's pale face, he was afraid that she might hurt her wound, but she was not quite well.

Just as Zhou Xingchen was about to walk up the second floor, a man's voice came out of the door. Zhou Xingchen wanted to step forward and suddenly became stiff. He narrowed his eyes, and those eyes sank down.

Sure enough, Ouyang Ye has not been seen outside the door of Xia's house for a long time. Zhou Xingchen didn't expect that he had already broken one of Ouyang Ye's legs and destroyed it. How could this man still haunt and chase him to Xia's house.

Zhou Xingchen suddenly raises a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He quietly looks at Ouyang Ye sitting in a wheelchair and looking up at Liang Jia on the second floor. There is a deep feeling in his eyes.

His hands were in his trouser pockets, staring at him for a moment.

Ouyang Ye was interrupted by Zhou Xingchen on one leg. Now he has no way to walk. Now he is in a special wheelchair. But he always thinks about Liang Jia's injury and is afraid that Liang Jia will die because of that knife. No matter Ouyang Qi's objection, he comes to Xia's house to wait for Liang Jia just to see her.

It seems that he feels Zhou Xingchen's eyes are looking at him. Ouyang Ye lowers his eyes and turns his face to see Zhou Xingchen with a gloomy face. His eyes immediately reflect the fierce light, as if he is going to cut the man in front of him.

But before he spoke, he heard a cold voice: "Ouyang ye, why are you here?"

Liang Jia pushes open the window and looks down at Ouyang Ye sitting in the wheelchair. The light in her eyes is fleeting. She holds the hand of the window and stops. Her eyes become more and more deep.

Zhou Xingchen was standing in the corridor at the door, so she couldn't see him with Liang Jia's eyes.

Ouyang Ye seems to have had a bad life since he was broken a leg by Zhou Xingchen. His whole body has been haggard. His hard face has become more and more pale and thin. When he sees Liang Jia, his eyes are shining, and his pale lips are watching Liang Jia move.

Regardless of Zhou Xingchen standing at the corner looking at him, he showed a gentle smile toward Liang Jia and said in a soft voice: "I come to see you, I'm worried about your injury."

"Worried about my injury?" Although Ouyang Ye spoke in a low voice, there was still silence around him. He could still hear the words from Ouyang Ye's mouth. After hearing this, Liang Jia suddenly raised a self mocking smile at the corner of her mouth and stared at Ouyang ye in front of her fearlessly: "I'm afraid you forget that this knife is due to you. I just give it back to you."

Ouyang Ye's eyes instantly covered with a layer of haze. He pursed his lips, looked deep at a corner of the door, and looked back at Liang Jia. His voice was low, as if affirming something: "Jia Jia, I never wanted to hurt you."

Liang Jia's smile slowly converged, her eyes suddenly looked into the distance, as if suddenly remembered something. Suddenly, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she looked at Ouyang ye again: "Ouyang ye, I don't know if you want to hurt me, but if you hurt the people I love, it's just like killing me? What's the difference between this knife on me and not on me? "

After a pause, she held the handle with a strong force and said to Ouyang ye, who was pale and haggard downstairs, "Ouyang ye, you gave me that life, and you gave me that knife. I've given you your life back. We've been clear for a long time. There's nothing to worry about. Don't come back. Go back."

Hearing Liang Jia's words, Ouyang Ye's face was already pale. He opened his lips, but he seemed to be choked by something. Finally, he squeezed out a few words from his lips: "I... I don't want your life..."Zhou Xingchen, who is standing on one side, has a grin on his face when he hears the conversation. He looks at Ouyang ye with a sarcastic smile and suddenly feels a throb in his heart.

He said that he was her favorite person, and that there was no difference between the knife on her and on him. Clearly, there was such heartache in his heart, but a touch of palpitations kept pouring out.

His inside hand in his trouser pocket slowly closed, and the more he wanted to protect her.

Ouyang Ye is biting his teeth. His eyes droop down. He murmurs: "Jiajia, you know I don't want your life." What he wants is Zhou Xingchen's life.

Liang Jia certainly heard his implication, but she didn't mean to argue with the people in front of her. She pulled the handle of the window and moved it. She looked at Ouyang ye, who was pale and haggard, and said faintly, "I know whose life you want, so I'll give my life back to you. It's nothing to do with it. Your goal has been achieved. Just think I'm dead. Don't come again. "

With that, Liang Jia slowly closes the newly opened window and no longer looks at Ouyang Ye.

When Liang Jia closes the door, Zhou Xingchen comes out from the corner slowly. He is shocked by Ouyang Ye's shamelessness. He is really a ghost who never dies.

His eyes looked darkly at the man in front of him. His eyes narrowed: "didn't you hear what Jia'er said? She asked you to leave and not to come again

Ouyang Ye's face is pale. He can't seem to hear Zhou Xingchen's speech at all. His eyes are fixed on the closed window in front of him. He is holding his wheelchair tightly. His eyes are deep.

There is no such person as Zhou Xingchen.