Chapter 130

Fang Mengru's tears are silent and turbulent, but she has the habit of clenching her lips. She cries silently. Tears slide down her pale face because she can't breathe. She looks like a little girl who is not familiar with the world. She is afraid of being found, but she hides in a corner and cries hoarsely.

No matter when she was a child or now, she has never changed, but Ji zhanrui is no longer the Ji zhanrui she used to be. From the moment she met him again, maybe earlier, he is not the one she remembered.

Looking at Fang Mengru's tears, Leng MOJIN is so distressed that he can't breathe. This kind of suffocation makes him even think about it. He reaches out his hand to open his arms and holds Fang Mengru tightly in his arms.

Because I can't do anything, so - I can only provide you with a strong shoulder. If you want to cry, here is a safe haven for you to cry. No matter how long, no matter when, as long as you want, I will stay here and protect you all the time.

I, as long as I see your smile, will feel satisfied.

Don't cry because it's not worth it, OK?

Because, I love you so much, care about you, nervous you, know your tears are for those who are not worth it, how painful my heart is, I'm afraid you won't understand.

If you can, can I take care of you?

……

Too many words want to say, but when Leng MOJIN's ears came Fang Mengru's choking voice, he kept silent, maybe at this moment, what words will appear pale and powerless?

In the scorching sun afternoon, no one noticed Ji zhanrui's cold frozen face and his dark eyes in a BMW X10 opposite the street corner.

After solving all the mysteries, Ji zhanrui, who is a little happy, rushes from the office to the downstairs of Fang Mengru's office. He is about to take out the phone and call her when he sees Leng MOJIN's car coming into sight. He happens to be sitting in the car with the little woman he is longing for. Unexpectedly, he bumps into such a cruel scene.

Fang Mengru, into the arms of other men in broad daylight, is that what you said you like me? Is that all you feel for me?

Hehe, no wonder, no wonder the passion is shining on the streets and alleys. You are still indifferent. How many men are there behind my back?!

The tighter the fingers, the whiter the joints. Ji zhanrui stares at the man and woman hugging each other in the car. At last, he drives away with a hit of the steering wheel.

When Ji Ting calls Ji zhanrui, Ji zhanrui doesn't know where to vent his anger. He runs to the seaside and blows the sea breeze for a long time. He is more entangled than Mahua. Finally, forced by Ji Ting's repeated emphasis, he returns to the car and rushes to the hospital.

Wang Han said that Ji Ting's body can no longer be subject to any stimulation. In this case, if he is a little emotional, it will be fatal.

"Marry her." This is when Ji Ting sees Ji zhanrui for the first time, Ji Ting stinks and gives a death order, but Ji zhanrui's face is more gloomy than him.

"No." Without even thinking about it, Ji zhanrui blurts out that he can only pretend to be the next woman in his heart. It's impossible and impossible for him to change into any other woman, even if he witnessed Fang Mengru's weakness in Lengmo brocade's arms not long ago.

"Do you want to wait for the Lin family to call?" Ji Ting's mood was a little excited, and he couldn't breathe. His face was red because of coughing.

"Young master!" Tian Fu Hei quickly goes to Ji ting and claps him on the back. He can't help but remind Ji zhanrui that Ji Ting's body should be the most important thing.

"Grandfather, you know, why force me?" Ji zhanrui suddenly feels aggrieved. Leng MOJIN, Ji ting and Tian fuhei all know about so many things, but everyone is hiding from him.

"Cough - why do you say that?" Ji Ting glares at Ji zhanrui. He has taught him from childhood not to be caught by reporters. This kind of news will only have an impact on the j era. Then the j era, which is run by their family for three generations, is likely to be destroyed in his hands. What face will he use to meet his parents?

"So you must sacrifice me?" Originally, Ji zhanrui wanted to tell the truth, but now Ji zhanrui understands that Ji Ting doesn't care about the truth at all. He opposed that he was with Fang Mengru for a long time, and then he made sabotage one after another. Now, even if he seems to be doing well with Fang Mengru, he will naturally choose a suitable woman for him when this happens.

What is his happiness? Has everything been arranged from small to large? Step by step, is it all in accordance with Ji Ting's idea?

If you can't follow your temperament in this life, is it still alive? Can't he be willful?

"Zhan Rui." The changeable expression on Ji zhanrui's face betrays his heart at this time. Ji Ting can't bear it. How can he not know what he thinks?

However, under the unstable situation, the best chance for the enemy to attack is to push the boat with the current and marry Lin Xiaoya. Even if Lin's family is not as big as Ji's, it is also the top class in X city. This kind of marriage is a common thing in the upper class society."What if I have to be with Fang Mengru?" It seems that Ji zhanrui is a little angry, but he asks persistently.

"Zhan Rui!" Ji Ting is really excited. He coughs violently and stabs Ji zhanrui. Is this the result of his resistance? He can't afford it.

Tian fuhei nervously presses the emergency bell, and Wang Han runs in from the duty room. When he sees Ji ting and Ji zhanrui in the ward, he immediately knows.

"Didn't you say don't irritate Mr. Ji?" This time, Wang Han did not give Ji zhanrui face, directly to his cold face blame.

"Grandfather, I'll think about it. Don't push me." Ji zhanrui's face is gloomy and full of pain. On the one hand, it is the age of J, which was fought by his grandfather and father. On the other hand, it is a woman who doesn't want to let go. He suddenly feels very tired. He never feels tired. Why does it become like this?

Seeing Ji zhanrui's depressed appearance, Ji Ting's face gradually eased under Wang Han's first aid. It took him a long time to wave Ji zhanrui away. At this moment, apart from acquiescing in Ji zhanrui's "consideration", what else can he do?

Out of the sick room, Ji zhanrui sees Leng MOJIN coming to the ward. He is full of anger and focuses on his right fist. He takes two steps and hits Leng MOJIN in the abdomen.

"Er..." The shoulder of Leng MOJIN's suit has been soaked by Fang Mengru's tears. He has to wear a single shirt inside, with the coat in his hand, and rush to Ji Ting's ward. When he raises his eyes, Ji zhanrui has already waved his right fist in front of him. Leng MOJIN can't dodge. His body is forced backward, and his center of gravity is not stable on the ground.

"Get up!" Ji zhanrui's voice came from a commanding position. His face was full of anger, and he made a "continue" gesture at lengmojin with one hand.

"This is the hospital." Leng MOJIN was hit in the abdomen, and his stomach was tumbling. He was dizzy because he wanted to vomit and couldn't vomit. Their action obviously attracted the attention of passers-by.

"Don't touch my woman again!" Ji zhanrui doesn't care where it is. He only knows his anger. He doesn't know where it should be. He punches his left hand to Leng MOJIN's cheek, but he takes it down steadily.

"Your woman?" Disdaining Leng hum, Leng Mo brocade gently turns her eyes. Her face is frozen. She has no tender breath in the past, and only has hidden but exposed resentment. He almost asks Ji zhanrui word by word: "what qualification do you have to say that she is your woman?"

"She cried like this for you. Do you think you deserve her?" Cold ink brocade hand release, deliberately open his coat, Fang Mengru lying on the ground that side wet more than half.

"Ji zhanrui, do you really think you love her? Don't play games like you? She's never been a woman you can play with. " Leng MOJIN is too lazy to talk to Ji zhanrui again. It's not the first time that he makes her cry, and he doesn't believe it's the last time.

"Xiaoru, she really broke her heart. Ji zhanrui, no matter how many things you do to make up for it, you can't make up for it. I don't think you can understand it." Pass by, cold ink brocade tone with sadness, he loves her forbearance, hate his not firm, more hate himself to be helpless.

Xiaoru, what can you do to show your happy smile?

If I could, I would do everything for you.