Chapter 349

The unfinished words were suddenly interrupted by Liang Jia. There was a fierce collision on the silver knife and fork and the white porcelain plate. Liang Jia's voice was sharp and her eyes looked at Xia qin'er for a moment. Her fingertips were slightly raised and pointed straight to the door of the Zhou family.

Xia qin'er seems to be scared. With a shake of her hand, the silver knife and fork in her hand suddenly fell down and fell to the cold floor with a bang.

Her face suddenly pale to stand up, eyes in a flash of bright red, biting the lips, she is a little unclear, so, "sister Jiajia... What's the matter with you?"

What's wrong with her? Xia qin'er, how are you?

Liang Jia's face is pale, holding her cold palm tightly. She looks up at Xia qin'er in front of her eyes, and her eyes are flashing with fear and fear, so she wants to laugh inexplicably.

Without a mother, she never had a mother!

Every word of Xia qin'er seemed to strike on her heart and hit her hard, which made her suddenly think of all the words Xia qin'er had said in the hospital that day. The memory of being buried was remembered again, which was an unstoppable madness.

Her black pupil suddenly burned with anger, and she looked at Xia qin'er, her mother... Xia qin'er mentioned her mother again and again, was she reminding her that her mother was framed to death! And now, she may be sitting with the son of the enemy who killed her mother?

Once again, she pointed straight to the door of the Zhou family, her eyes were cold, her face was cold, and she didn't care about it. Next to her, there was Zhou Xingchen. Her voice was cold, and she was about to ask Xia qiner out of the house, "get out of here! I don't want to see you for a second! Go away

With a trace of trembling, Liang Jia's eyes narrowed slightly. Her deep eyes never moved away from Xia qin'er's face. She just stares at her. Seeing Xia qin'er's pale face suddenly become extremely wronged, she feels angry.

Zhou Xingchen, who was eating, was stunned by the violent crash. But just for a moment, he quickly responded. He looked at Liang Jia deeply and her white face. Suddenly he was angry and frowned with some worry.

His beautiful Danfeng eyes slightly raised, frowned, and looked at Xia qin'er slightly. Xia qin'er's face was pale, biting her lips to keep from crying. Her slightly red eyes looked at her pitifully, and tears fell one by one.

Although I don't know exactly what happened, it is estimated that Xia qin'er is the only one who can make Jia'er look like this. His eyes are suddenly covered with a layer of softness. No matter how pathetic Xia qin'er looks at him, he gently comes forward and holds her hand, Frowning and looking up, Xia qin'er said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Miss Xia. Now our family is not suitable for outsiders to stay. Please leave first."

"Xing Chen..." Xia qin'er opened her mouth. She bit her lips tightly and wanted to say something more, but she was stared back by Zhou Xingchen's cold eyes.

When she picked up the bag on the sofa, Xia qin'er's tears kept falling down, as if the sky had collapsed. She looked back at Liang Jia and Zhou Xingchen, saved her hands and left slowly.

But no one can see that Xia qin'er's turned eyes are a flash of light.

Yes, that's right. She just wants Zhou Xingchen and Liang Jia to help her finish her revenge plan. Isn't she going to treat her mother like this? So she is let Liang Jia, let Ning Lihan all pay the price, see who can laugh to the last! Oh, she wants to let them both kill each other!

She lowered her eyes, tightly held the bag in her hand, and slowly walked out of the door of the Zhou family.

In the dining room after Xia qin'er left, Liang Jia and Zhou Xingchen did not speak. For a moment, some quiet atmosphere spread in the dining room.

After driving away Xia qin'er, Liang Jia's face was quiet. She casually picked up the new knife and fork beside her like nobody did. She wanted to cut the steak again, but before she cut it, her trembling hand revealed her emotion.

Liang Jia wanted to calm down, but Zhou Xingchen suddenly frowned. Seeing Liang Jia's hand shaking, he came forward and gently held her hand. Zhou Xingchen's eyes were deep. He touched Liang Jia's forehead and calmed her down. "Jia Er, what's the matter with you?"

Liang Jia's eyes are deep. Through her dark pupils, she deeply looks into Zhou Xingchen's eyes. She looks at Zhou Xingchen's confused figure in her eyes. Liang Jia's hand suddenly holds Zhou Xingchen tightly. She opens her lips and her eyes move. She presses her mind down for a moment. She suddenly recalls a smile, "I'm sorry, Xing Chen. I'm just a little tired, Seeing her sitting in front of you eating like this and talking with you so happily, I feel a little uncomfortableSeeing that Liang Jia's dark pupils were flashing, Zhou Xingchen's eyes were deep, and he looked at her closely. Seeing that her face was no longer abnormal, he was relieved.

He took Liang Jia's hand and suddenly raised a smile. He hugged Liang Jia into his arms. His voice was hoarse and soft. "Silly Jia'er, you are the only one in my heart. If you are jealous for such a small matter, I'm very happy, but I'm really afraid that you will hurt yourself because of this, so promise me not to think about it."

Liang jiawo nodded silently in Zhou Xingchen's arms, but deep in her pupils, she was dark, biting her lips, never forgetting Xia qiner's words.

She didn't know whether to continue to investigate the matter, but now, whatever she said, she just wanted to stay in Zhou Xingchen's warm arms and didn't want to do anything.

The dusk is getting colder and colder. Just as Zhou Xingchen lets Liang Jia go and wants to let Liang Jia go back to her room to have a rest, Liang Ruian suddenly rushes back to Zhou's home from other places.

High heeled shoes gracefully step into the carpet, Liang Ruian's posture is elegant and typical, although holding a big bag of things, but still does not reduce her demeanor, see Liang Jia, her mouth suddenly evokes a smile, both dignified and beautiful, at a glance, that demeanor is exactly like Liang Jia.

Looking at Zhou Xingchen and Liang Jia sitting on the dining table chair, Liang Ruian took a few steps forward, shelved a large bag of clothes on the sofa, stretched out his hand and asked them to come.

See them two already make up, and Liang Jia and she ice up the past, for this matter, how to think she has some can't wait.