Chapter 20 If I like You, There Will Be No Good Ending

Chapter 20 the first night

Hai Tang tugged at Jiang Miao. "Young master Jiang, we're all friends. There's no need for that, right? Chen Qing, you're fine too. It's all fun persuading young master Jiang. Why are you unhappy? Besides, if they knew you were brought here by young master Jiang, they wouldn't have made such a mistake."

I don't object to her being a peacemaker, but I really don't like her showing her magnanimity by stepping on my back.

"I said I was brought here by young master Jiang. He probably didn't take young master Jiang seriously." I told the truth as if nothing had happened, and I couldn't care less about the face of others.

"Sun tzu, you're in trouble!" As soon as Jiang Miao finished speaking, he punched the man who was teasing me in the face. I was so close that the shocking sound of flesh and blood touching each other rang in my ears.

The women screamed, the men came up to persuade them, and the room was in a mess.

Hai Tang glared at me. She didn't say anything, but I could see that she was blaming me. I met her eyes with a straight face.

Jiang Miao was particularly ruthless. The man was beaten so hard that he almost fainted. This time, it was his. He said that he was not allowed to stop. There were very few people who dared to stop. After that, Jiang Miao grabbed my arm and took me out to another vip room.

"I wanted to take you out to play, but I didn't expect..." Jiang Miao didn't look at me, but his tone was full of apologies.

I shrugged my shoulders and didn't care. "Why should I take the blame for someone else's mistakes? I don't blame you, not to mention you took it out on me. Do you have a medicine box here? You hurt your hand."

He pointed to a corner. I took out the first aid kit and simply cleaned and bandaged me. He was willing to let me handle the wound on his hand.

"Door panel, am I handsome?" His mood changed like a roller coaster, and now he was narcissistic again.

I cleared my throat. "Handsome."

"Do you think I can protect you?"

I said, "Yes."

"Then let me protect you from now on, okay?" His voice suddenly became gentle, and I was at a loss for what to do. After tying up the gauze, I was about to stop, but he suddenly pulled me back.

Before I could answer, the door of the box suddenly rang, as if someone had closed it very hard on purpose. I chased out and saw only Fu Jing's back and Hai Tang's posture.

I turned around to look at Jiang Miao, and for a moment, anger welled up in my heart. I glared at him fiercely and scolded him, "You did it on purpose!"

Just now, my back was facing the door, and Jiang Miao was sitting opposite me. I don't believe he didn't see Fu Jing!

"Don't you believe me if I say so?" He leaned back on the sofa, still looking as if he was fooling around.

I pursed my lips and said nothing. I stomped my feet in anger and ran out.

Fu jing protected Hai Tang and got into the car. He was very gentlemanly. He had never treated me like this before. Maybe he didn't think it was necessary. He was a begonia flower, and I was just a dog's tail grass. How could I be worthy of him?

However, the paparazzi also liked him, even if they were not worthy, they still liked him.

As soon as his car left, I chased after it. Tears of grievance welled up in my eyes and my vision gradually blurred.

I wanted to tell him that I didn't agree with Jiang Miao. I wanted to tell him whether he cared or not, but his car didn't stop, and I sprained my ankle and fell down hard. I fell forward and rubbed my palms against the ground.

I sprawled on the ground in a mess and it took me a long time to recover. It was Jiang Miao who helped me up and said he was going to take me home. He told me not to do such stupid things in the future and told me that Fu Jing was not the person I liked.

What happened to my sister was a lesson learned from the past.

"Why? Wouldn't it end well if you liked Fu Jing? How did my sister die?" I held Jiang Miao's hand and kept asking. My eyes were empty.

He got impatient with my question, opened the window and pointed outside, "If you keep nagging, I'll throw you down."

I was too drunk to make a sound and got out of the car when I got home.

"Chen Qing, really, don't like anyone like Fu Jing. You can't." Jiang Miao stepped out of the car and roared at me.

I didn't answer him. I really couldn't control whether I liked him or not. If I could, I would rather have liked him than Fu Jing.

When I got home, I lay there without eating or drinking. I missed my sister, and I especially missed her. I got up and changed into a black dress. No matter how dark or bright it was, I had to go see her. If I didn't do that, I wouldn't be able to make it through tonight.

I just opened the door and saw that Fu Jing was about to ring the doorbell. My eyes lit up, but they quickly dimmed. He didn't want to hear my explanation anyway. If he wanted to, he wouldn't let me fall and not stop.

"Where are you going?" He asked me.

I was dressed in black with the lilies I bought at home in my hand. He could tell without me.

"Aren't you afraid to go to the cemetery alone at this late hour?" He pushed me home and closed the door himself.

I looked down at the lily in my hand. "It's better to be afraid than to torment yourself by thinking about it."

"Tell me, what are you thinking?" He took my bag and flowers to one side, and I was always like a child being manipulated in front of him.

I looked up at him. "How did my sister die?"

His eyes glazed over and he ignored me. Silence was like a net, suddenly coming and trapping us in it.

"Why would it end badly if I liked you? I don't want to like you either. I won't hesitate if anyone can replace you, but I just like you. I can't help liking you. When Hai Tang appeared, I almost went crazy. Fu Jing, do you understand? You know how I feel..."

My mood was about to collapse. I wanted to tell him how much I liked him, and even my body couldn't help but lean towards him.

Before I could finish, he blocked my mouth...