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Ning Jin felt that Fu Huayong had really changed, and the biggest change was his personality. Right now, he was very cold, there was no trace of a perfunctory smile in his words, he was just a paralyzed person.

Her question made Fu Huayong fall into a moment of silence. Thinking about how she treated Han Jing who was dead set on her and felt that it wasn't worth it, was such a man really worth it?

"Someone pushed her down, that's all we said. If you don't believe us, you can ask."

When Ning Ping called, Fu Huayong was also there. He definitely understood, maybe because he did not want to be entangled with Ning Qian, so Fu Huayong nodded, and then looked at Ning Jin. The look in his eyes made people not understand. But this time, Ning Qian seemed to have only come to ask for Fu Huayong's permission, and directly left after getting the letter, which made Ning Jin a little uncomfortable.

No matter what, we have to take care of it.

As Fu Huayong's assistant, Ning Jin had nothing much to do, he was more or less the same as Fu Huayong, or even better. She could walk around the company as he wished, with no restrictions, and she would also enjoy leisure. When he came out from the tea room, the phone in his pocket rang. Ning Jin put down the cup in his hand and picked it up: "Jiaji, what's wrong?"

"You, I, I …" Ning Jin's heart also skipped a beat as she kept comforting the other. It wasn't until the other party was calm that she asked the reason why: "What happened? "Where are you now?"

The other party's voice was unstable, but he had already explained the situation to them and noted down the address. Ning Jin did not have the time to speak with Fu Huayong and directly ran out of the company.

"Master, Sunshine Hotel."

"Alright." They were stuck in a traffic jam the whole way, so naturally the speed of the car was slow. Ning Jin was extremely anxious, "Master, can you go even faster?"

The driver was troubled. "I want to as well, but look at the road situation."

The wide road was extremely crowded, the cars were as slow as a tortoise, how long was it going to take, Ning Jin immediately got off the car without stopping, and ran frantically. It was truly He Jia who was crying on the phone.

Arriving at the hotel, she gasped from exhaustion, "Miss, which floor is 2808?"

"The second floor."

And then he ran again. The door wasn't locked, so he just pushed it open.

"What happened?"

He Jia's clothes were in a mess, and the blanket was dropped to the ground. Lowering her head like a weak bird, Ning Jin walked forward and hugged He Jia.

"You're here."

Her tone was surprisingly calm, completely different from the one on the phone.

Ning Jin was puzzled: "What's going on?"

She didn't say anything else for a while, but a guess arose in her heart. After hesitating for a moment, she still asked: "You, you couldn't have slept with a man, right?"

Not long after, laughter could be heard from his chest, but he didn't say anything. In the end, he nodded his head.

"It's true!"

He Jia's personality was casual, but her feelings were completely blank. Without any surprises, a touch of a Plum Blossom bloomed on the white bed.

"Do you know who that person is?"

He Jia shook her head. That night, she was drunk, so she couldn't really remember the man's appearance.

She didn't want to either.

He Jia did not know what the man looked like, but this time, she had completely suffered a loss, but thinking about it, it didn't seem to mean anything, only that it had a different meaning. He Jia struggled free from Ning Jin and laughed, unspeakably afterwards, her eyes revealed an unspeakable look of regret, grief, she could not see it, and of course, she could feel relieved.

He Jia walked into the bathroom to wash up, but did not say anything as she sat on the bed. Right now, her heart was in a mess, asking too many questions would only cause more trouble for her. When she left the room, Ning Jin took her room card and went back to her room.

"Where are you going?"

In the car, He Jia sat dejectedly in the front seat, unlike how she usually looked when she was in high spirits, her posture was awkward and awkward as she walked, looking at the dark green river flowing in front of him, who didn't know where it belonged?

"Do you regret it?" Sitting on the other side of the river, Ning Jin hesitated, but his mouth still opened wide.

Regret? No matter how much she regretted it, when Houyi shot the Sun and the Moon, if there was a medicine for regret, these legends would never exist in history.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

However, Ning Jin could clearly see what was happening in her heart, and letting go was the best, "Do you know how everything happened?" He Jia's eyes drooped, she had no idea what happened that night so she asked. Since she couldn't explain it clearly, she decided to change the topic, "Why are you so busy in Fu's? "Is it going smoothly?"

"It's alright, he didn't make things difficult for me anymore, he just treated me like a bottle."

He said that it was for her own good, but other than working, he did not do anything. Seeming to have thought of something, she turned and looked at him: "I have decided to give Fu Huayong to someone else."

It was worth probing, to say that the person did not belong to her, but in other words, they were nominally inseparable.

He Jia was startled: "What did you say?"

"It's just that I'm a bit tired. Hmm, I'm more touched."

"What are you farting about? If you divorce Fu Huayong, what will you do? Why don't you think about it? "

She was so angry that she had never known her to be so stupid, so divorced. Where was she going? Where did she get the guts to give a man to another woman?

He knew that his good friend hated him for failing to meet his expectations. However, he was unable to take back the words that he had spilled.

"Tell me, was it that woman from last time, did she threaten you?"

He Jia stood up, the expression on her face was a bit obtrusive, but even more so, it was filled with nervousness and anger. Ning Jin shook her head.

"What's that?"

Ning Jin reached out his hand, and He Jia sat beside him: "Can't you change your bad temper a little, it's so shocking."

She had a heart attack.

"You're still talking about me?" With that said, her delicate finger mercilessly poked at her forehead. "Quickly tell me, which woman did this?" If she knew about this, she would definitely skin that girl alive and tear her bones apart. Since she dared to steal her best friend's man, she was courting death.