Chapter 195

Rumbling -

lightning and thunder, accompanied by the intermittent rain, add a bit of annoyance to the people in the room.

All the words in Ling Xiaohan's mind can't organize a proper language to give Ji Qianchen the answer.

Long silence, let the temperature of the air in the room, once dropped to the freezing point.

Ling Xiaohan is sitting on the edge of the bed with his head down. He looks like a child who made a mistake, but he has a powerful prestige that cannot be despised.

I can't wait for his answer.

The temperature of Ji Qianchen's heart is also decreasing little by little.

"You go out. I'm sleepy and want to sleep." Ji Qianchen lies beside the bed, lifts up the quilt and covers his head.

Why do people even feel hurt when the wound will follow the pain.

Breathing is not smooth, like something stuck in the throat and eyes, can not lift the air, as if to suffocate the general.

This cold and alienated Ji Qianchen is the last thing Ling Xiaohan wants to see.

He had expected that she would be like this when he knew the truth.

Everything came by surprise.

Time passes by minute by second.

Neither of them spoke.

Ling Xiao's cold and fidgety face is full of the cold air of sinister goods, and his thin lips are tight.

"Have a good rest."

After half an hour, Ling Xiaohan finally said these four words.

Ji Qianchen hid in his quilt, his eyes wet with tears.

Hear the door of the room open and close.

She let go of her clenched lips and began to cry.

Why, is it so hard for her to want a truth?

Tell her what will happen? Will it crack?

Ling Xiaohan! If you love me, you should be honest with me!

After Ling Xiaohan left the bedroom, he went straight downstairs.

Mu Ying, who is sitting on the sofa, hasn't gone yet.

"Uncle Ling, what do you have for lunch?" Mu Ying looks at the time on the wall clock. It's lunch time.

It rained so heavily outside that she thought Ling Xiaohan would not drive her away.

Ling Xiao walked to Mu Ying with cold black face, raised ice soul's eyes and stared at her. "Did you tell her what you shouldn't say?"

"What should not be said? Is it about isa? " Muying asked casually with big round eyes.

"It's you." Ling Xiaohan squeezed four words out of his teeth, and his eyes were filled with flames that could scorch people.

He thought that he had done everything perfectly, but he didn't expect that there was a mistake in this little girl's film.

Everyone will be afraid of the influence of the Ling family and choose to shut up.

Only Mu Ying, who is not familiar with the world, has an open mouth.

She would not think that a word could be the fuse of the conflict between him and Ji Qianchen, making them have a crisis of trust.

Looking at Ling Xiao's colder eyes, Mu Ying shuddered and puckered. "Uncle Ling, you are so excellent. It's normal to have a fiancee or girlfriend. Can't your wife even accept this?" she asked

"Go away! Immediately disappear from my face, or... " He didn't know if he could not control himself and killed the girl himself.

Ling Xiaohan is trying to suppress his anger.

Rob and the housekeeper were standing in the living room. Looking at the anger of the young master, they knew that something had happened.

The angry roar broke Mu Ying's gall, and tears of grievance gushed out of her eyes, "Uncle Ling, I hate you."

Mu Ying throws the snacks in her hand, spreads her legs, runs out of Ling's villa and rushes into the rain.

Ling Xiaohan fell down on the sofa, feebly, touching the head that was about to burst, only feeling feeble.

If ISA is just his fiancee or ex girlfriend, it's not that hard.

However, this incident is related to the incident four years ago.

This is undoubtedly the most complex and the most unmentionable place.

What Ji wants is not just an explanation for his fiancee, but an explanation for the whole four years.

"Young master, it's lunch time. Would you like to send the lunch or let the young lady come down to eat it?" The housekeeper stepped forward and asked Ling Xiaohan carefully.

Every time the young master and the young lady make a conflict, the whole villa is afraid of talking and doing things.

Ling Xiaohan raised his eyes and got up from the sofa.

"Send it upstairs."

It's not the way to go on like this. He must let the little woman down as soon as possible.

Ji Qianchen heard the door open again.

Ling Xiao's long, cold figure appeared in front of her eyes, followed by Zhang Ma, who was carrying the food.

Mother Zhang put the food on the tea table and went out quickly.

Ling Xiaohan sat down to the edge of the bed and pulled the quilt off her. "Eat."

"Put it there. I'll eat it myself." Her voice is a little hoarse, obviously crying.Ji Qianchen holds back the rotating tears and doesn't want Ling Xiaohan to see it.

"I'll feed you." Ling Xiaohan served the meal, filled a bowl of chicken soup, and sat back in front of the bed.

She can't eat well with her left hand. During this period, as long as he is at home, he feeds.

"I really don't need it. Go ahead and do it." Ji Qianchen, relying on his own strength, slowly turned over from the bed and sat up.

Ling Xiaohan was hurt by her indifference.

This damned woman, can you stop talking to him like this.

"I'm not busy." How can the big thing be more important than the wife in front of you.

Scooped out chicken soup and handed it to her lips.

Ji Qianchen opened his mouth and drank.

She didn't make any noise or laugh, which was her cold and light attitude.

Fix up your lunch and spend it in a strange way.

After lunch, Ling Xiaohan sat on the edge of the bed and looked out of the window at the clear sky. There was a rainbow hanging in the sky.

He came up with an idea.

"Go out and have a rest?"

"I'm sleepy. I want to sleep."

Ji Qianchen returns to the quilt.

If sleep can let her sleep away all the mess from her mind, she can surely sleep it in a dark, dark day.

"A day's sleep, no good." Ling Xiaohan coaxes her with patience.

"President Ling said that I need to have a rest?"

Ji Qianchen recovers the hedgehog state of being stabbed all over again.

As it was when we first met four years later.

Back to the beginning.

"Rest doesn't mean a lifetime in bed." Ling Xiaohan gets up and pulls her out of bed.

Pull the quilt down, lift her up from the bed and walk downstairs.

"Where are you taking me?" Ji Qianchen is in his arms. Her heart is choked by the uneasy feeling.

"Relax."

Ling Xiaohan walked straight out of the gate of the villa, put her on the passenger seat of the car, and fasten her seat belt.

Later, he got into the main driver's seat, started the car and left the Lingjia villa.

The car sped along the road.

Ji Qianchen saw a beautiful rainbow in the sky through the window.

After driving for half an hour, the car arrived at an observation deck.

Around the observation platform, you can see the view of the whole city and the rainbow more clearly.

Stop the car.

Ling Xiaohan didn't get out of the car, but turned around and approached her slowly.

Her long fingers caught her chin, and her thin, cold lips covered her.