"Jane Xin, if you dare to do something sorry to me behind your back..." Mr. Xu pinched Jian Xin's chin, raised her head, let her look at him, and slowly said words from between his clenched teeth popped out, "I will drag you to hell with me."
"Then I have to thank you in advance, thank you for not abandoning me!" Jian Xin raised her hand and patted Mr. Xu's shoulder twice, smiling slightly, "You are the best for me, and you will never forget to take me with you even if you die , not like that dead man Gu Nanjing."
Mentioning Gu Nanjing, Jian Xin also shook her head sadly: "In a blink of an eye, he has been dead for so many years."
While talking, Jianxin's sad eyes became bright again: "I have been thinking, when he was crushed to death by me, what was he thinking at the last moment? Could he also be trying to pull me Die together? If he wants to drag me to die together, as long as he says it, I will definitely accompany him."
Mr. Xu pulled his palm suddenly, lifted the short skirt on Jianxin's body, and entered forcefully and fiercely. Before Jianxin could yell out, he lowered his head and blocked her lips, suppressing her screams. All blocked back.
After a long time, he let her go, buried his head in her ear and whispered softly: "Jane Xin, you are a fucking bitch, what right do you have to be arrogant in front of me?"
"Mr. Xu, you think highly of me, how dare I be arrogant in front of you." Jianxin endured the pain and discomfort in her body, and tried her best to keep smiling.
This is not the first time for her, what is there to complain about, what is there to be sad...
Xu is right, she is a bitch.
The difference between her and a bitch is that she sold her at a real price without a price tag.
Seeing that Jianxin had no emotional response, Mr. Xu suddenly increased the force of the impact, each time seemed to go to the deepest point, to make her hurt, to make her cry...
But no matter how much he tormented her, there was always a faint smile on Jian Xin's face, as if no one could hurt her.
Mr. Xu straightened her face and made her look at him. He gritted his teeth and said, "You love that dead man Gu Nanjing so much?"
"Love?" Jianxin laughed, "What is love? You don't understand, I don't understand, we don't understand, so don't make yourself so noble."
To Jianxin, Gu Nanjing is someone who has longed to be close since she was a child, but after so many years of hard work, he still can't see her, so she does everything possible to get his attention and get him.
As for why Mr. Xu treated her like this, maybe it was because he thought she should fall in love with him and be obsessed with him, but she didn't, so his strong self-esteem of a man was insulted.
People are like this, the more they can't get it, the more they want to get it, and they tend to ignore those people or things that belong to them.
...
As expected, as Jian Ran expected, Qin Yue just found out that she was pregnant, so Qin Yue didn't let her touch anything.
If she walked faster, he would stand up and interfere with her, as if she had done such an unforgivable thing.
The food on the table also has special recipes for pregnant women, each of which is delicate and delicious, light but looks very appetizing.
Qin Yue's speed has always been astonishing, Jian Ran is clear about this, but this speed is really too fast, everything that needs to be prepared is ready in just a few hours.
"Mr. Qin, it's just pregnancy, you don't need to be so nervous." This is the fifth time Jian Ran said this to Qin Yue.
Every time, Qin Yue answered patiently: "Pregnancy is not important, so what else is important?"
He was not worried about the child, but about Jian Ran's body.
Xiao Ranran was forced to give birth by caesarean section, and it has not been five years so far, so it means that Jian Ran's child can only be delivered normally.
Just in case it happens, Qin Yue has to make all preparations in advance.
All right.
Whatever Mr. Qin said was right, she was powerless to refute.
Fortunately, Qin Yue didn't stop Jian Ran from going to work, otherwise she would be suffocated to death at home alone.
Qin Yue still sent her downstairs to the PM company as usual, and he would only leave after watching her get into the elevator safely.
Jian Ran was late for a little while today, and there was no one waiting for the elevator, not as crowded as usual when she arrived a few minutes earlier.
She walked into the elevator and pressed the floor where the office was located. Just as the elevator door was about to close, a pleasant male voice suddenly came from outside the elevator: "Please wait a moment!"
Jian Ran instinctively pressed the door open button, and the elevator door that was about to close opened, and a tall and handsome man appeared in front of Jian Ran.
Ever since she met Qin Yue, the word "tall and handsome" has hardly been used to describe other men.
It's not that other men are not good-looking, but that Qin Yue of her family is too good-looking, so I can see that other men can't compare with her.
When seeing this man, the word "tall and handsome" appeared in Jian Ran's mind so naturally.
A man wearing sunglasses can only see a three-dimensional bridge of the nose and beautiful lips...
When Jian Ran glanced at him, the man was also looking at her. Even though he was wearing sunglasses, Jian Ran could still feel his eyes staring at her.
When strangers meet, it's a habit to casually glance at them, and it's too impolite to stare at them all the time. Jian Ran didn't start, and frowned indistinctly.
"Jian Ran?"
A voice suddenly came from above his head, calling Jian Ran's name.
Jian Ran turned around and smiled awkwardly: "Hello!"
In her memory, Jian Ran didn't know such a man, and she didn't have the slightest impression. He suddenly called her name, maybe he knew her.
"It's me." The man took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of charming peach eyes, and blinked at Jian Ran.
Jian Ran was even more embarrassed, because even though she could see the man's facial features clearly, she still had no impression of him at all.
It stands to reason that such a good-looking man will be impressed at a glance, especially when the other party can accurately call your name, then he should be remembered even more.
But Jian Ran tried her best to search for the memory of this face in her mind, and she didn't know if there was something wrong with her memory system. She searched for a while, but still found nothing.
"Jingcheng Middle School, Class 1, Grade 2, Senior High School." The man accurately reported the information, narrowed his charming peach eyes, and looked at Jian Ran with a light smile.
Jingcheng Middle School was founded by the Gu family and some large enterprises in Kyoto at that time. It was a first-class aristocratic school at that time. Many people were proud of being able to attend Jingcheng School.
With the family background of Jian's family, they are not eligible to enter Jingcheng Middle School, but because of Gu Nanjing's relationship, all this is naturally different. Both Jian Xin and Jian Ran are studying in Jingcheng College.