Chapter 387

Cheng Jia did what he said. The next day, he found Han Liang and walked around the place where it was said to be taken out for a few times. He not only put forward suggestions for revision, but also directly took the pen and drew the drawings. After walking around with Han Liang, he ran to the waterside pavilion to rub the piano, incense, tea, and take out Sumu to make more delicious snacks.

In these days, Alan asked Ling Qingyu very puzzled. Didn't you say that Mr. Zhu said that he wanted you to win over this great talent of Cheng Jiacheng? Why do you satirize him every day as an entertainer and errand runner? Shouldn't you coax him, flatter him and treat him tenderly? Tenderness may be wrong, but at least you should learn from me. Although you don't understand what he plays, you should immediately applaud and express your admiration?

Ling Qingyu thought for a long time, Fang replied, this is really a habit, and he is a mean person.

After running for a few days to Dingguo mansion, this schedule Jia was called to the study by her father as soon as she came home.

What did the two fathers and sons say in the study? The bookcase didn't know. It just smashed a lot of things inside. When his son came out, he had two palm prints on his face, and several footprints on his clothes. There were blood on the corners of his mouth. Then he heard the master Roar: "if you continue to be stubborn, get out of here!"

The courage of the bookcase was still trembling, so his son went back to his house to change clothes, and then left without looking back. Even their servants left without any.

"Cheng Jia!" Ling Qingyu hugged the person who had just fainted at her and screamed.

After looking at him, there was no one behind him, and the body he held was hot. Ling Qingyu kindly didn't throw him out, so he could only help him to lie down on the soft couch, and then said to Alan with a blank face: "Why are you waiting? Come and see it quickly. If you die here, it's unclear."

"Oh!" Alan didn't wake up from the words that Cheng Jia with two palms came in and saw Ling Qingyu with an angelic smile and said that I was driven out by my father and had no place to live. You take me in, shook his head with some confusion, and Fang took his hand to feel his pulse.

After taking his pulse, Alan frowned to untie his collar. Ling Qingyu hurriedly blocked her and said, "Alan, we can't take advantage of the danger of others. If you want to untie him, you can go to a place where there is no one at night."

Alan stared at her and said, "I have to see his injury." Pull Ling Qingyu's hand away, untie the thin summer shirt, and see that the upper body is as white as fine lanolin white jade, with several purple black footprints printed on the skin.

"Really hard hearted, this man kicked." Alan shook his head, put his clothes together first, and said, "he should have had a serious illness when he was a child, lost his body, and then he hasn't been recuperated. Besides, this man used his brain too much, hurt his vitality, and was already in bad health. This was kicked too hard, so he had to have a good life."

"He just said he was kicked out by his father?" Ling Qingyu looked at Alan and asked.

"Well, he also said that he had nowhere to go and asked you to take him in. Was it his father who kicked him? What a cruel father? Such a good son is willing to kick?" Alan sighed.

"His father is Cheng Xiang..."

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"When I didn't say!" Alan put down Cheng Jia's hand and said, "what do you say? Stay or not? If you stay, I'll get the medicine."

"If I say no?" Ling Qingyu hesitated. Seeing Alan staring directly at him, he said in his eyes that you should win him over and coax him into working for you. How dare you give up such a good opportunity? Are you a pig?

"Well, anyway, the Jianjia yard has been cleaned up." Seeing Alan's eyebrows bent with laughter, Ling Qingyu said, "the responsibility of taking care of you is up to you!"

The fence has been built between the place set aside on the other side of the Jianjia courtyard and the main courtyard here, and two separate access doors have been opened, just like those separated from the Dingguo mansion. After hearing the news that day, Han Liang came back, sighed and angry that he also lived in the Jianjia courtyard. In this way, Cheng Jia just went to borrow from his friends, and had nothing to do with Dingguo's wife.

Cheng Xiang, who received the news in the evening, sat alone in the study for a long time. Finally, he sent a bookcase to send his luggage to Jianjia hospital together with Cheng Jia's official clothes.

"What the hell do you want?" Han Liang looked at Cheng Jia, who leaned against the head of the bed with a pale face, and sank his face.

"Don't you also want to borrow my power?" Cheng Jia smiled faintly: "Han Liang, I want to ask, what do you want to do? Those things spread in Bianjing have happened before, but why did they focus on this period of time? You used to avoid Bianjing. Yang Zhao died unjustly, and she hated it too late. Why did you go to Bianjing development instead, opening more and more stores in Bianjing Ling family? What did Yan Qiying thirteen, who used to be inseparable with her, do? She used to look down on that most Some scholars, now unexpectedly want to enter the circle of scholars, Han Liang, you tell me, what on earth does she want? "

"You quarrel with your father about this?" Han Liang frowned and asked.

Cheng Jia shook her head gently and said, "I told my father that I only want to marry a woman in my life, that is Yang Zhao's survivor."

Han Liang stared at him dumbfounded for a while and said, "are you crazy?" No wonder your father beat you! I'll beat you too!

"I'm not crazy, Han Liang. I also want to marry a woman who is equal to me. Like my father's friends, I raise my eyebrows and respect each other like a guest, and live my life like this," Cheng Jia smiled bitterly, "But I can't do it. After my father told me who he liked, I must want to take a look at that woman. But no matter who I look at, I don't want to. Every time I can't help comparing, the same person is compared every time. Cough cough!"

Seeing that he coughed so much that his face turned red, Han Liang gave him a tea bowl with an inaudible sigh. Seeing that he still coughed after drinking water, he stopped, and his face also turned sickly flushed, he unconsciously said, "but you also know that the only people who love at home are those two."

"But they are all dead, aren't they? Dead people can't accompany her anymore, can't love her anymore, and dead people can't help her anymore." Cheng Jia wiped the water stains on the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and looked at Han Liang's eyes, which lit up a dazzling fire.

If you know what she wants to do, you can say that! Han Liang felt disgusted in his heart, but he no longer said, "as a friend, I advise you to give up."

"Give up? I've been pressing my heart for two years," Cheng Jia laughed low and said, "I can't hold it anymore, Han Liang, I can't hold it anymore..." you do those things to revenge in Bianjing, it doesn't matter, I'll help you! Once the suppressed Mars starts a prairie fire, it can't be extinguished. Even if it is finally burned to ashes, there is no turning back.