Chapter 442

Cold no trace again in the dark night back to the Jiang family, just into the door of the Jiang family has been waiting for a long time Jiang Jiaqi stopped.

Jiang Jiaqi with some resentment way: "do you always like to go out quietly, and then come back quietly, what are you doing? Do you know how boring Xiao Tongtong is these days, how much she miss you?"

Leng Wuhen didn't answer, and didn't turn to look at Jiang Jiaqi. He only left a slightly tired figure behind. After thinking, he would reply in a low voice, "I'm a little tired. I want to have a rest. I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Finish saying cold no trace to want to leave, but by now gas don't hit a Jiang Jiaqi called.

"You come back to me, you are tired, don't we? You're tired and know you're back. What do you think about when you leave? Do you know that the atmosphere of the Jiang family is very special now, and it can't be missed at all. "

Jiang Jiaqi doesn't know whether she complains again or is really irritated by the disapproval of Leng Wuchen.

Cold no trace slowly turned around, that some haggard face appeared again in Jiang Jiaqi's pupil, in the heart also slightly unbearable, but the expression is still so arrogant, even unbearable.

He continued, "if you're afraid, you don't have to come back. Our Jiang family won't look down on you. Don't show your cowardice in this way. It will only make me look down on you even more."

Cold no trace now appears very calm, no expression on the face, even seems to be some decline, slowly raised his right hand.

Jiang Jiaqi saw some nervous way, "how, you still want to hit me?"

But then Leng Wuhen's action was beyond Jiang Jiaqi's expectation. Leng Wuhen put his hand to Jiang Jiaqi's face, gently stroked Jiang Jiaqi's long hair, and whispered, "don't pretend to be too strong, it will only make you flustered. It's better to change your appearance. Women just wait for men to come home quietly at home."

Cold traceless smile out, no trace of blood on the face, it is clear that at the moment he is very tired, or injured in the body.

Jiang Jiaqi was stunned again. Her heart was pounding wildly, her face was slightly red, and then she said angrily, "take away your dog paw for Miss Ben immediately, I Pooh! Whose man are you? You are shameless. Do you think you are reasonable? "

Leng Wuhen shook his head and said, "I didn't say that. This is what you said. And I'm going to have a rest. Otherwise, I'm afraid Zhuo Zixuan hasn't come to kill me. I'll be cool first."

"By the way, don't worry, I won't let you Jiang family have any problems, believe me." Leng Wuchen then said, his heart looks very calm, and the expression on his face seems to have some unspeakable brilliance. The smile looks very exciting.

Jiang Jiaqi looked at the moment of cold traceless, some can't believe that this rogue will say such words, and then angrily said, "does Li Qianyou's death have anything to do with you?"

At the moment, Jiang Jiaqi's expression is very serious. Maybe this is the thing she wants to ask clearly. Just now, those are just appetizers.

Leng Wuchen shakes his head. His smile is obviously stiff at the moment. Then he breathes out a long sigh: "you, don't believe me?"

Four words implied too much helplessness, maybe cold traceless some can't believe, Jiang Jiaqi really didn't have the slightest sense of trust in him, it's not difficult to see from asking such words, Jiang Jiaqi never had trust in him, or never had half a good impression on him.

Jiang Jiaqi bit her lower lip, and now she is helpless. She didn't expect Leng Wuchen to ask such a question, but she still goes with her heart. At least she doesn't know how to disguise her emotions, or in fact, she always disguises the emotions in her heart.

"Yes, I've never believed you. I've heard a lot. Now everyone says that Li Qianyou was killed by you. Everyone says that he was killed by the illegitimate son of the Chai family. Even Lianhe Yangdu restaurant wants to persecute his own brother!"

Jiang Jiaqi's eyes are slightly red. She looks at Leng Wuchen and says it slowly. She suddenly feels a sense of fatigue. Combined with his disappearing figure these days, it's obvious that Jiang Jiaqi has to believe it!

Cold no trace sucked the corner of the mouth, at the moment can't say what is the mood, relieved or helpless, or lonely, maybe have, maybe don't have.

Just staring at Jiang Jiaqi's more and more indifferent face for a long time, he said, "I didn't kill people, and you can't question me!"

Jiang Jiaqi's helpless face was slightly bitten from the corner of her mouth, and the tears from the corner of her eyes fell slowly, and then word by word, "you go! When we have never known each other, why cheat me, why hide me, you know that even if you tell the truth, I will not be what you do

Cold no trace smile, smile is very desolate, "I don't know how many times you want to drive away, to say I have no face, afraid I feel embarrassed, to say I have a face, my face is really thick, can't be hit through."

Jiang Jiaqi's body trembles slightly. At the moment, she is no longer in the mood of questioning Leng Wuchen. Yes, she doesn't know how many times to push him away. Oh, she seems very cheap. Then he said, "thank you for reminding me that this time I won't, and I won't want to go to you any more. Good for it!"At the same time, Jiang Jiaqi has passed by the cold traceless side, and the trembling figure tells how helpless she is at the moment.

Leng Wuhen suddenly said, "if I leave this time, I won't come back. Are you sure?"

After hearing Leng Wuhen's reply again, Jiang Jiaqi suddenly stopped her slow pace, turned her head and stared at Leng Wuhen, saying plainly, "I'm sure." Then he left quietly.

Leng Wuchen looked at the starry sky and said to himself, "am I affectionate or heartless now? Is it sad or not!?

No one can give the answer, perhaps only their own shadow will always accompany themselves, cold traceless looking at the shadow of the moonlight, lonely said.

However, this is also good. In this way, there will be nothing to restrain yourself. As the clouds are approaching, everything will not be the same. Maybe this time, the clouds will be remembered by the world.

Leng Wuhen looks at her arm, full of scars after the battle, wounds that have not healed after the battle, blood has gradually dyed the brand-new white robe red, but Jiang Jiaqi will never see it again, and maybe she will see it clearly for a little longer.

God likes to joke with people, like to play with others, and then let countless people burn incense and worship Buddha, to ease their helplessness, but who will question whether this is a huge conspiracy!