Chapter 1947

Name:Scandal Supermodel Author:Xi Mian
"I thought he just wanted to ask me for dinner. After all, when I came back to Jing's house, he might want to congratulate me or something." Jing Huan took a breath, "but I didn't expect that he asked me for help at once. After I refused, he would..."

Jinglao's eyes moved and slowly poured out two cups of tea from the teapot.

Jinghuan then cried: "he threatened me that if I didn't want to cooperate with him, he would go to find someone else. And let me carry the pot. "

"And then?" Jinglao continued to ask calmly.

Jinghuan feels that the atmosphere is not right. She always thinks that old Jing is too calm, but she still insists on acting harder.

"I asked a few people to help, but they all said let me wait and see. Therefore, I tried to find a way to hide in the northern city of the emperor, deliberately pretending to be ill and let Huo Shao send many people to protect me. " Jing Huan took a breath, tears quickly slipped from the corner of his eyes, "I'm really afraid, hiding in the house where I dare not go, a stay is so long."

Jinglao pondered for a few seconds, "then, ye Jingyan didn't look for you?"

"Yes, I refused."

"Why did he seek your cooperation? You want money? " Jinglao asked again.

Jinghuan cried: "maybe Maybe he thought that I was jealous of ANN Xiaowan and embarrassed by Huo Shao, so he would help him frame them up. "

"Yes." Jinglao didn't believe it or not.

Jinghuan's heart, suddenly a little anxious.

My beloved granddaughter, who has been missing for many years, is crying in front of her. Any old man should respond to her tears. Why does the present King Lao look so calm and heartless?

"Grandfather, what do you think I should do? You're back at last, and I've got my backbone. I'm not so scared anymore. " Jinghuan's watery eyes and hazy eyes are full of pitiful relying on the light, so leaning on Jinglao's arm, like a little girl waiting for family redemption, full of attachment.

"You have a good rest and don't worry about anything." After pondering for a few seconds, Jinglao finally opened his mouth, "next, I will send someone to protect you for 24 hours."

Jing Huan was stunned. "OK, thank you

Next, we have nothing to say.

Jinghuan had to find an excuse to leave first and go back to the room to have a rest.

Just waiting for her to step out of two steps, behind her, suddenly came Jinglao's voice, which was slightly cold.

"By the way, huan'er, where did you put the key?"

The voice behind him makes Jing Huan's shoulder subconsciously stiff. Maybe it's Jing Lao's momentum is too strong, even if she has been prepared, she is still a little worried.

She immediately adjusted herself, took a deep breath and blinked, "what key? The key to the house? I have it with me. "

Then she began to turn the bag.

But the king old but deep spit out two words, "No."

Jinghuan stopped and raised his head. "What? Car key? "

"The golden key." Jinglao slightly squinted, "it was when you took it that we recognized you, the golden key."

"Ah, that!" Jinghuan showed a smile and said in a soft voice, "I always take it with me. Do you want to see it, grandfather?"

Old Jing nodded.

So Jinghuan briskly, began to take out in his own clothes pocket.

She took a long time.

His face changed from lightness to confusion, tension and panic Despair is pale.