Chapter 53

"She needs company now." Leng MOJIN looks back and his eyes are tingling. He doesn't even dare to imagine the picture of Fang Mengru being attacked by others.

"I don't need you." Ji Ting waved his hand, and Tian Fu quickly tied Leng Mo Jin's hands behind him.

"What are you doing, grandfather?" Leng Mo Jin wriggles his body, but he can't get rid of the rope behind him. His eyes are red and he stares at Ji ting.

"Don't you think the trouble is big enough?" Ji Ting is a little cold. He never thought that his grandson would resist himself for a woman.

"This is a fabrication at all!" Leng MOJIN's hands are bound and his legs are kicking to get rid of Tian fuhei's capture.

"I know." Ji Ting answered calmly.

Suddenly, Leng MOJIN seems to want to open some things, the whole body is frozen, suddenly burst out laughing.

"It's you?" Smile, cold ink brocade eyes with injured expression, he is Ji Ting ah, a word nine Ding Ji Ting, why promise his thing but can't do?!

"I said no, would you believe it?" Ji Ting feels it's hard to breathe. Leng MOJIN's strange eyes seem to push him away.

"I can't think of anyone else who would do that but you." Leng MOJIN has lost his mind.

"Master MOJIN, calm down. If you think about it carefully, master has no reason to do so!" Tian Fu Hei saw Ji Ting's body shaking. He couldn't help but shout in Leng Mo Jin's ear.

"Well! Then why don't you let me go and find her? " Leng MOJIN dismisses him. His every expression and action deeply hurt Ji Ting's heart.

"Young master MOJIN, think about it. After so many years of hard work, you don't think he can recover his memory. Do you think he might do these things to hurt Fang Mengru? Is the master not afraid of the young master's investigation? " If Ji Ting didn't have a life, Tian Fu Hei really wanted to wake Leng MOJIN up and let him calm down.

"Ha ha ha ha..." A series of laughter, cold ink brocade understand, he knows why Ji Ting stopped him to find Fang Mengru, not sure he can't take her, but at the beginning, he planned to abandon the car to protect the commander.

"Grandfather, did you plan to sacrifice Xiaoru at the beginning?" No wonder Ji Ting is bold and fearless. It turns out that he is too stupid and stupid. Jiang is still old and spicy.

"Yes." Ji Ting nodded. He admitted that he thought so, but now, all plans are disrupted.

"Do you want to sacrifice me for zhanrui?" Leng MOJIN roars. He can't imagine that Ji Ting can do this in order not to remind his grandson of the pain of losing his parents 17 years ago. He is also his grandfather. Don't he know how painful it would be if he lost Xiaoru?

"Pa -" Ji Ting slaps Leng Mo Jin hard, and his whole body trembles with anger.

"Sunspot, lock him up!" Ji Ting took a step back and stabilized his focus. His tone was full of vicissitudes. He was really old and couldn't stand the children's tossing.

Ji zhanrui drives all the way. Fortunately, he lives not far from the company. In three or two minutes, he enters J times hall from the elevator inside the parking lot.

As soon as the elevator door opened, he saw a group of people talking all over the place. The shutter of the camera kept on ringing. Through the gap between their legs, Ji zhanrui saw a touch of red lying on the ground.

Fang Mengru is sitting on the ground. The marble is biting cold. She doesn't know it. But her ears are buzzing, her brain is in a mess, and her sense of headache is blurring.

"Fang Mengru." Ji zhanrui couldn't squeeze in three circles of the crowd. He could only shout her name in the outer circle.

Fang Mengru lowered her head and her eyes wandered around. Just now she heard Ji zhanrui calling her. His call shocked her whole body. Finally, her eyes were locked on a person.

Fang Mengru thinks that she must be hallucinating. Otherwise, why would she see Ji zhanrui smiling at her like an iceberg?

She must be crazy, love that man love crazy, will think he will appear here to save her, and with such a gentle smile, like a wisp of spring breeze, blow away all the haze in my heart.

"Ji zhanrui, help me..." Even if it was an illusion, Fang Mengru was willing to believe it was true. She opened her mouth to the familiar figure, and her voice was drowned in the questions of the reporters. No one paid attention to whether she answered their questions.

Just at a glance, Ji zhanrui found that she was in the center of the crowd. Her long hair was drooping and her eyes were blank. A look of pain flashed on her face. There were even several male journalists eating her tofu with ill will.

"Ji zhanrui, help me." Ji zhanrui read her expectation from Fang Mengru's lips. She is not reading other people's names, but expecting his appearance.

In an instant, Ji zhanrui felt his blood boiling all over. He had to go to her.

As a result, Ji zhanrui put one hand on the shoulder of a young reporter in front of him and pulled him back, one, two, three It seemed that he could only see the pale woman in his eyes.

Ke Hanqing stops his car at the gate of J times and strides up the steps. The first thing he sees is a group of gossip colleagues at the gate, the second is the group of reporters blocking the gate, and Ji zhanrui, who is tearing the reporters apart one by one."Wow, the president is terrible."

"It's scary. Is this really our president?"

"He won't really have an affair with Fang Mengru, will he?"

"What about manager Leng? Why didn't you see manager Leng? "

"Wu Wu, I think the president looks like a ghost. It's terrible!"

Ke Hanqing finds Qin Tingding in the crowd, and hears a group of people's boring gossip, although he also admits that Ji zhanrui is really terrible.

"Follow me in." Ke Hanqing took Qin Dingding's hand and tugged her forward. As she walked, he yelled angrily: "follow the crowd again, get rid of me!"

"You go and call all the people in the security department, right now! At once Ke Hanqing pointed to a person with cold face, scared a group of people suddenly silent.

"Surround the door, and no one is allowed to enter or leave, or you will be responsible for the consequences." Ke Hanqing angrily scolded with her eyebrows. Today's events have already touched his heart. If someone dares to stand up and say "no", he will make that person half dead all his life.

Of course, seeing Ke Hanqing with such a sinister expression, everyone was very cold behind him, and consciously surrounded him one by one, and accurately conveyed Ke Hanqing's words to later colleagues.

"Mr. Ji, please say something!" Ji zhanrui is surrounded by reporters who don't know what to do.

"Get out of here." Ji zhanrui's strong voice heavily spits out two words, and his eyes can't see his emotion clearly.

Obviously, the people who are closest to Ji zhanrui realize that Ji zhanrui is not right. When they want to step back, they are rushed forward by the people behind them. For a moment, a group of people fall askew. When two big men fall down, they hit Fang Mengru on her legs and body. The pain makes her pale.

All of a sudden, everyone in the audience obviously felt the cold wind, scalp numbness, back sweating, this strong body reaction is unknown, completely from Ji zhanrui.

Ji zhanrui stood in the same place and pursed his mouth. His cold eyes were murderous. His eyes seemed to turn into sharp knives, which shot into the reporters' bodies. Some people began to shiver, some forehead sweated, some people made the sound of teeth trembling, some people wanted to stand but couldn't stand up.

Even Ke Hanqing and Qin Dingding felt that there was a strong evil spirit in the air. Qin Dingding saw Fang Mengru sitting on the ground trembling and wanted to help him, but he was stopped by Ke Hanqing.

"Ji zhanrui." Fang Mengru is also obviously frightened by Ji zhanrui. After her consciousness gradually recovers, she tries to shout.

"Well, I am." Qin Dingding and Ke Hanqing didn't expect that Ji zhanrui, who was in a rage, suddenly returned to normal because of Fang Mengru's soft call. His tone of voice was so soft that it seemed that he had changed his personality.

"Ji zhanrui, I'm cold." Fang Mengru felt the cold on the ground.

"Han Qing, you can't let one go." Ji zhanrui turns around, with a smile on his face, but the smile makes people feel cold.

We can't let go of any of them.

The reporters who collapsed suddenly felt that the world was dark.