C33

Isn't it enough to teach you a lesson?

Polygonum cuspidatum Thunb, who was seated, did not react at all. His smile was the same as always, and the pen on the table was also the same.

"Hua Yong, you've lost this time."

"Boring?" Hu Yan obviously didn't believe her. "Every time we met, the women by your side never repeated themselves. If you don't accompany them, do you think it's a good idea to tease her?"

Fu Huayong bent his waist: "It's not fun to play with a woman who's too obedient, that's why I want to change the taste."

Hu Yan raised his eyebrows in silence.

Exiting Shang Wei, Ning Jin's face became serious.

Thinking of her promise to her colleagues, she wished she could slap herself in the face.

Driving, absent-minded.

"Duk Duk ~"

The sounds of cars flying behind him could be heard, Ning Jin's speed was comparable to a tortoise's.

He decided to just leave the car by the side of the road.

"What should I do?"

Ning Jin covered his head with both hands, and kept asking himself the same question.

However, there was still no solution to the problem.

Ning Jin was not a person who retreated in fear or fear.

If she had signed the contract at Shangwei, she would have felt even more uneasy.

Although she did not have a good impression of the Ning Family, it did not mean that she could joke with the Ning's.

After ten minutes or so, her mood stabilized, and she decided to announce the results.

Start the engine and turn it in the direction of the company.

However, just as the car was half a meter away, someone suddenly rushed towards the window.

"Huala …" The friction between the metal and the window glass was extremely ear-piercing.

She couldn't have bumped into someone, right?

Thinking about that, Ning Jin immediately got off the car.

When he got off the car, he saw a girl lying on the ground, facing downwards, wearing a blue dress. Her left elbow was slightly injured and he couldn't see her face, but Ning Jin felt a sense of familiarity towards her.

Squatting down, he could smell the pungent scent of alcohol.

Did she drink?

There weren't many people on the street, so no one realized it wasn't an accident.

Ning Jin reached out both of his hands and pulled the girl up. Her hair scattered, the girl's face was revealed.

"It's her!" A cry of alarm rang out.

Ning Jin did not expect that the girl who bumped into her car was Han Jing, the girl who was humiliated by Fu Huayong in the dining hall.

"Hua …" Brother, wuuu, you, Hua Yong … "Why didn't you come find me, wuu wuu …" The girl's face was covered in tears, as she lowered her head to listen, Hua Yong's words entered her ears.

Ning Jin frowned, without saying a word, he immediately carried his to the carriage and sent his to the hospital.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that my arm is a bit bruised. After I wake up, I can leave the hospital."

In the hospital, the nurse said after she was done with her wound.

Ning Jin nodded.

"Right." The nurse thought about something and said, "It would be best to let your friend drink less. The examination report shows that she has stomach problems."

"Got it."

Ning Jin didn't have a good impression of Han Jing, but he didn't hate him either.

From the side of the road to the hospital, the two words "Hua Yong" never disappeared from Han Jing's mouth.

Ning Jin really couldn't understand what kind of charm Fu Huayong had that could cause a girl to become so infatuated with him to this extent.

"Water, I want to drink water."

As he murmured, Ning Jin immediately poured water.

Seeing the bottom of the cup, Han Jing opened her eyes.

She clearly remembered Ning Jin, the wife of a man whom she deeply loved.

"What are you doing?" He had a wary look on his face.

Ning Jin's heart was heavy

Why was she always so ungrateful?

Then he said, "You drank too much and then you ran into my car. I took you to the hospital."

Han Jing looked around, and after sshe finished looking, he lowered her head and did not speak, but continued to shed tears.

"What are you crying for?" Ning Jin was confused, but she didn't do anything.

Han Jing could only cry in silence.

After a long while, seeing that Han Jing was fine, and that she was preparing to leave, she did not see anyone cry.

Walking to the door, the teary girl suddenly raised her head and asked, "Where are you going?"

Of course it was because he couldn't see you. Was he waiting for his tears to flood the place?

Ning Jin did not stop, and walked forward. Just as he took a step, he heard a weak voice: "Thank you."

Ning Jin was dumbstruck. Did an illusion appear?

"What did you say?"

Han Jing lowered her head.

Although he didn't get a reply, his hardened heart softened. "Just wait here. I'll be right there."

Finished speaking, he walked out of the ward.

When he returned, Ning Jin asked, "Where are you going? Do you want me to send it? "

For a moment, their gazes met.

Sitting in the car, Han Jing stopped her tears, but her eyes were red and swollen.

Han Jing was small and cute, with a baby face similar to Little Li's, but she looked even more lovable.

Ning Jin thought, once the wind blew, would she be blown away?

No one spoke from the carriage, when they arrived at the destination Han Jing mentioned, they stopped and opened the car door.

Although he knew that Han Jing wasn't like a kid from a poor family, he didn't know how rich she was.

Ning Jin guessed that this house in front of him was at least worth seventy million.

But it had nothing to do with her.

"I'll take you home. I'm leaving."

Ning Jin closed the door of the car and was about to leave. Finally, he stopped as he thought of something, pulled down the window of the car, and stuck out his head: "The doctor said that you have a stomach condition, it's best to drink less." Then he withdrew his head and leaned into the back seat. He stretched out his hand, and a white bag appeared in his hand. He then extended his hand out the window and said, "This is medicine, take it."

Han Jing took it and added: "There's a total of 56 yuan. Remember to return it to me next time."

She wasn't kind enough to pay for medicine for people she hadn't seen for a while.

Han Jing's tears flashed, but when she wanted to say something, Ning Jin had already slipped away.

Just as Ning Jin left, a sports car stopped.

Han Chen got off the car, and when he saw his sister standing at the door, he immediately walked over. The smell of alcohol, coupled with the red and swollen eyes, gave him goosebumps.

Han Chen spoke sincerely, "Is that not enough to teach you a lesson?"

Han Jing bit her lips and did not say a word.

Han Chen sighed, holding his sister's shoulders and walked into the house.

After returning home, Han Chen poured himself a cup of water and placed it in front of Han Jing: "Jingjing, Fu Huayong isn't suitable for you. You're too naive."

It wasn't like he said it twice or twice, but the problem was that it was useless.

With that said, if the person in question did not reply, Han Chen had no other choice.

"Alright, I'll call you when you go to rest and eat."

Han Jing was a well-behaved girl, but she was unwilling to retreat when Fu Huayong asked her questions. She knew that her brother was good for her, but if she wanted to forget the person she loved, she couldn't do it by herself.