Chapter 411 revenge

Zhao Siqing always knew that she never seemed to see through Huo Jingchen's mind, but now, she seems to be unable to understand.

Zhao Siqing was even more sleepless when he was in a daze.

Simply by the weak light, take the mobile phone download a "xiaoxiaole" call start time.

Before long, a sharp knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds. He didn't know who would come at this time.

She got up, put on a coat and slippers, and went out.

Knocking on the door is getting louder and louder. I can't be hurried. It's obvious that the visitor has no patience at all and has a short temper.

"Who is it?" Asked Zhao Siqing, looking out of the cat's eyes.

"Sister, open the door."

Jiang Jingming's handsome face is so close that he almost meets the cat's eye.

Zhao Siqing looked at his twisted eyes through the cat's eyes and opened the door a little speechless.

"Why are you here?"

"Dress up and have a happy birthday," you said to him

Jiang Jingming was not polite at all. After pushing the door in, he glanced at the table full of food and gifts, grabbed a coat and threw it to Zhao Siqing.

Zhao Siqing stood still and looked at Jiang Jingming and said to Wen, "since he didn't invite me, I think I don't want me to go, you'd better go back."

Jiang Jingming frowned. He was dissatisfied. If he robbed his coat, he would put it on Zhao Siqing's head, just like a sack.

"There's so much bullshit. You can wear it."

Zhao Siqing:

Zhao Siqing hurriedly backed up two steps, Wen said: "I wear my own I'll change. "

Seeing that he was carrying people again, Zhao Siqing was really afraid of him.

"How nice to have been so good." Jiang Jingming spoke in a cold voice.

Zhao Siqing turns around and goes back to the bedroom to change his clothes. Jiang Jingming takes the gift prepared by Zhao Siqing and waits downstairs for her first.

After Zhao Siqing sat in Jiang Jingming's car, he was actually a little bit big.

Even if she didn't want to admit it, Huo Jingchen made it clear that she didn't want to go.

She didn't seem to be very popular in such a rash past.

After Jiang Jingming got on the car, he put his hand on the steering wheel, and when the car started, he took a cigarette and lit it.

The car was filled with smoke, spreading the light smell of tobacco.

Jiang Jingming glanced at Zhao Siqing, the co pilot, and rolled the window down a few minutes.

The cold wind in the night is biting. Along the gap of the window, a gust of coldness comes in, which makes people wake up a lot.

He took the cigarette down and put it in his hand. He said lightly, "don't mess with him these days. His birthday is just like neuropathy."

Zhao Siqing Leng Leng: "why?"

"I don't know. It's not bad for him. Since six years ago, he won't have another birthday. "

"No birthday?" Zhao Siqing turned to him and asked.

"Yes." Jiang Jingming answered lightly.

From six years ago, Huo Jingchen suddenly said that he would not have another birthday.

Several of them saw his ghost appearance was really frightening. They just pulled him out for fear of his accident.

What happened?

As a result, Huo Jingchen beat him and Shen Jingzhe like a mad dog.

On a cold day, the three of them beat each other up. Song Huaijin, the son of a bitch, hid far away and looked at the play.

He thought this year's birthday, with Zhao Siqing in, Huo Jingchen at least will not be that lost.

But who ever thought, he didn't tell her at all!

Two people are immersed in their own thoughts, after a while Zhao Siqing asked softly: "is it six years ago, what happened to his birthday?"