Chapter 451

Cheng zhe saw that Luo Jing was so dull at this time, and then his eyes motioned to Wei Ziqian, but Wei Ziqian didn't pay attention to him.

"Mrs. Luo, Mr. Luo, what's the matter?" Cheng zhe asked immediately.

Luo Jing at this time to return to God, trembling to catch Cheng zhe handed over a package of things.

When I opened it, it was full of photos of Luo Jing and her mother when she was a child.

"This is mount Yuetai?" Luo Jing asked, trembling.

Cheng zhe saw that Luo Jing's appearance was expected, so he just nodded slightly.

Long before that, master Yue had secretly sent people to follow his daughter's growth in Anjiang City, so he left so many photos so far. In fact, master Yue never forgot his daughter and grandson.

"Then? Why didn't Yue Taishan save himself when he saw death? Why didn't Mu Qing kneel down in front of him and refuse to see him because he disobeyed his idea? " Luo Jing said painfully.

Wei Ziqian in the side to see Luo Jing so sad, is also a hand up, hold Luo Jing's hand, hope to pacify Luo Jing.

Then Cheng zhe felt that the time was almost right, and felt that the task should be implemented.

So Cheng zhe said, "Mr. Luo, I only have so many tasks. You have to find the rest yourself!"

The room is empty, and Cheng Zhe's voice is loud. Luo Jing is really confused at this time.

If we say that Yue Taishan, who has been resenting all along, seems to have some advantages at this time, at least he did not really abandon himself and his mother.

"Qin Rufeng asked you to do all these things! Step by step approach me, too? " Luo Jing asked.

Otherwise, every time Cheng Zhe's appearance is always such a coincidence, and always makes himself feel a little strange. Facing such a result, Luo Jing is obviously able to face Cheng zhe calmly.

"Mr. Luo, there's only so much I can do. At first, I only met Mr. Luo by chance. Later, Mr. Qin found me!" Cheng said humbly.

At this time, Luo Jing feels that Cheng Zhe is a complete hypocrite. His face is as humble and gentle as jade, which is deceptive.

Then Luo Jing cold hum a, turn round to take a picture to pull Wei Ziqian to go out.

Cheng zhe doesn't get angry when he sees this, but he has a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth and looks at Luo Jing's back.

So he took out his mobile phone and said, "Mr. Qin, I have finished it!"

Luo Jing took Wei Ziqian's hand when he walked out of the door. He walked very fast. At this time, his heart was surging.

During his six years in Northern Xinjiang, Wei Ziqian was his spiritual support, but his mother's hatred was his spiritual motivation.

And he has always been very hostile to master Yue, but he just suddenly knew the other side of the matter, which made Luo Jing feel surprised and excited.

"Luo Jing! Luo Jing! Slow down, and speak up! " Wei Ziqian shouts after Luo Jing.

Luo Jing, who heard Wei Ziqian's voice, suddenly woke up and waited for Wei Ziqian.

Then he looked into Wei Ziqian's eyes and said, "Ziqian, I want to go back to Kyoto! Investigate the matter! "

"Luo Jing! I'm willing to support you. I'm going with you! " Wei Ziqian said quickly.

In fact, just now Wei Ziqian has made up her mind to accompany Luo Jing to Kyoto, but Luo Jing's emotion is too excited, so she doesn't dare to say anything.

"Ziqian, Kyoto is very dangerous. What happened to my mother in those years was not an accident, but a murder! It's not safe for you to go with me this time! " Luo Jing said.

Wei Ziqian looked at Luo Jing, tears in his eyes were about to roll down, choked and said: "do you want to leave me again this time?"

Luo Jing felt soft when he heard this. He had let Wei Ziqian wait long enough for six years in Northern Xinjiang. He also knew that he was sorry for Wei Ziqian.

But Luo Jing knows that going to Kyoto this time is like going to be a lamb to be slaughtered. He doesn't know whether he can take good care of Wei Ziqian.

"Ziqian, it's really dangerous this time. You're my weakness. What should I do if you get hurt?" Luo Jing said in a deep voice.

"Luo Jing! Are you dismissing me as a burden to you? " Wei Ziqian eyes at Luo Jing asked.

Luo Jing is speechless at this time. He doesn't know what to say, so he has to hold Wei Ziqian. The sun shines on the book, and the mottled shadow of the tree reflects on them.

At this time, Cheng Zhe, standing at the height of Cheng's mansion, saw all this, and he still had a faint smile on his lips, just as the so-called modest childe was as gentle as jade.

"Ziqian, I promise you, let's go together, we will never leave you this time!" Luo Jing said immediately.

Qin Rufeng smiles even more when he receives the news from Cheng Zhe. He finally has the chance to retire, and he has lived up to the old man's expectations.

Wei Ziqian heard Luo Jing say so, just stopped sad spring hurt autumn, immediately in Luo Jing face shallow kiss.Luo Jing is happy to see Wei Ziqian like this, but there is always a dark cloud in his heart, which makes Luo Jing feel worried.

"Then let's go tonight!" Wei Ziqian said.

Luo Jinggang wants to respond to Wei Ziqian, but suddenly he thinks of Wei Ziqian's parents.

So Luo Jing said to Wei Ziqian, "Ziqian, we'd better meet your parents before we leave. Let's stop recently."

Wei Ziqian is also happy to nod, so they hand in hand out of the Cheng family's mansion, came to the parking place.

As soon as I got on the bus, I went straight to Wei Ziqian's parents' house.

On the way, Luo Jing called Han Wanqing: "Xiao Han, I'm going to Kyoto. Please book two tickets for me! Focus on Ziqian's latest project first

Han Wanqing heard that Luo Jing was going to Kyoto. Naturally, he was overjoyed. His family's development in Kyoto was about to have hope, but he was very curious about what Luo Jing was going to do.

But immediately Han Wanqing has restored a more fair attitude: "OK, Mr. Luo, I'll arrange it for you right away."

With that, Han Wanqing waited for Luo Jing to hang up.

But after a few seconds of silence, Luo Jing suddenly said: "during my absence, help me stare at my mother-in-law's family. Don't let anything happen in the future!"

"Yes, Mr. Luo!" Han Wanqing replied.

After hearing the reply, Luo Jing gave a slight hum and hung up the phone. Regardless of Wei Ziqian's presence, he was immersed in his own fantasy.

Luo Jing has not practiced Guixi Qigong for a long time, and his breath is still weak.

"Luo Jing? Why is it so cold? Are you empty Wei Ziqian asks curiously, even if is empty wither also not so cold.