Hearing Wen ruoqing's words, Jiang Lingyun's heart was vexed for no reason.

"If you are in love, can you calm down and don't mention Lingling all the time? I didn't support her because of her appearance. I just thought she was very poor, so I wanted to help her."

How many times has this been?

He thought he had made it clear to her at the wedding.

He thought they both talked and would no longer have heart knot with each other.

However, as it seems now, Wen ruoqing has not let go.

He always mentioned the past, he just felt tired.

"Calm down, how can you calm me down?"

Wen ruoqing's voice sharpened because of excitement. "My fiance is full of thoughts about her first love and married herself because of sympathy. Do you think I should have a indifferent attitude? Jiang Lingyun, when did my Wen ruoqing become so poor?"

She is the daughter of a noble writer. She has been held in the palm of her hand and taken care of carefully since childhood. Only she has pity on others. When can she get others to pity herself?

But now, she suddenly felt very poor!

How humble a woman is!

Wen ruoqing's sharp voice attracted the prying eyes of the surrounding people, and someone was already pointing at them.

Jiang Lingyun has a headache and tries to walk to the side with Wen ruoqing.

"If you love, don't do this..."

"I am such a woman."

Wen ruoqing threw away Jiang Lingyun, and his pretty face was full of excitement and lengrui. "Jiang Lingyun, you answer my question, do you want to go with me now!"

She is an elegant young lady of the literary family. She wants wind and rain. What should she do to humble courtship?

But she just let him go again and again, wronged and improved again and again.

And what about him?

Will you cherish it?

Jiang Lingyun's thin lips are tight, his jaw lines are tightened inch by inch, and the air pressure around him is very low.

No man likes to be threatened by domineering people.

At this moment, he felt that Wen ruoqing was very strange.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, followed by a timid female voice, "big brother."

Jiang Lingyun was stunned. The air pressure around her was slightly restrained. She turned and looked ahead. She saw that the girl came out of the emergency room with her head wrapped up, followed by several medical staff.

"How are you?"

Why so fast?

"I've never seen such an anxious little girl. I'm afraid you'll run away and urge us to hurry up again and again. No, we just wrapped her up and she ran out in a hurry before we had time for further examination."

The medical staff explained to Jiang Lingyun with dissatisfaction.

The girl lowered her head slightly, blushed and embarrassed, raised her eyes slightly and stole a glance at Jiang Lingyun.

Jiang Lingyun didn't expect that the girl would be so worried about him. She just felt funny and distressed.

"I said I wouldn't go if I didn't go. Go in with the doctor for further examination."

"Really? But her sister..."

The girl moved her eyes to Wen ruoqing's angry face, timidly shrunk her neck and stopped talking.

This weak and pitiful appearance greatly stimulated Wen ruoqing.

She stared at the girl coldly and said sarcastically, "who is your sister? I don't even know who my mother is. Where is such a big sister? Please put away your white lotus bitch and don't be disgusting!"

A paragraph of words, with guns and sticks, showed deep disgust.

The girl's eyes turned red in an instant. She bit her lips and twisted her hands uneasily.

She can see that Miss doesn't like her!

I hate her!