Chapter 224

"I'll take it, Miss Fu." An Cheng takes the bag from Jing Zhi. Because these things are very heavy, Jing Zhi is not polite. After nodding his thanks, he goes out of the supermarket.

After entering the hospital and passing two tall buildings, he stopped in front of a single villa like building. An Cheng said before he knew it, he said: "this hospital is under the name of Mr. Shen. It used to be a senior ward for the young master. Now these small buildings have just been built to serve several friends of Mr. Shen. This one is owned by the young master It's for use when you need it, Miss Fu. Let me take you in. The young master is on the second floor. "

Jing Zhi hesitated for a moment, and her delicate brow slightly wrinkled. She stood in front of the building, and her heart began to hesitate again.

The environment here is very good. There is a small open space in front of the building. There is an apple tree and a small flower garden. Behind the building, there is not a small garden. Although it can't see the whole picture, it also has green green. At the moment, the fragrance of apple blossom is faint around the nose, Jingzhi tries to calm himself down, but he can't help sweating on his forehead.

She wanted to back out a bit. They had already agreed and separated. The other day, there was a lot of trouble. If she didn't want to get tangled up with him again, she should take such a good opportunity to break off contact with him completely. From then on, she would never be clean.

However, her tutor told her that if she did something wrong and would not even admit it, it was a very shameful thing. She could not even pass her own level! What's more, the ideas that my father instilled in her since she was a child are to repay the good for the evil, to be strict with myself and to be lenient with others. It's been edified for more than 20 years. It's really too difficult for her to change now.

Whether to go or not, if it's just an apology, she'll be afraid that Meng shaoting will make trouble with her again. What should she do then?

"Miss Fu, why don't you go? The young master must be very happy to see you coming. By the way, you should carry it. The young master must be more happy to see it! "

An Cheng saw her standing there in a daze, afraid that she really backed out, and hurriedly shoved everything to her politely.

Jing knows that seeing an Cheng's look of hope and looking at the things in her hand, she is still ruthless at last. She swears that she apologizes, puts down the things, and leaves immediately. She won't stay in it for more than ten minutes.

"Well, let's go."

Jingzhi thought about all this, but she settled down. She took things and followed them up the stairs behind Ancheng. Unexpectedly, just when she came to the corner of the stairs, she heard the sound of pedaling downstairs. Then there was a deliberately lowered female voice, shaking and ringing excitedly. "Fu Jingzhi, do you still have the face? Shaoting will be killed by you. What else are you doing? "

Shen Manjun's face is marked with tears. She quickly goes downstairs and rushes to Jingzhi's face, holding on to the railing. She scolds Jingzhi at the tip of her nose.

How could she not be angry? She and Shao Ting just have room for recovery. Shao Ting's attitude towards her has changed. Why does she still appear? Shao Ting drives her away, and even Shao Ting is so ill?

It's enough for her to be wronged, but she can't watch this woman destroy Shao Ting!

That's her husband. She has the right to defend him. She has the right to pull him back when he goes astray!

Jing knows that Shen Manjun's face is blue with rage. What did she do? She just misunderstood that he came to apologize. How could she kill Meng shaoting?

An Cheng didn't expect Manjun to come here suddenly, but he was also shocked. Hearing Manjun's words, he was also angry: "little grandma, Miss Fu came to see the young master because of her kindness..."

"Bah! What do you mean? I know that Shao Ting likes that she cares about her, so she does what she likes and cares about. When she was around Shao Ting, Shao ting and her mother were at loggerheads. Shao Ting almost lost her reputation. Now Shao Ting finally let go, and she came to provoke him again. She called again and again. She didn't know what to say or instigate. Miss Fu, I respected you before, but I didn't think of you It's such a terrible person... "

Manjun stares at her with his eyes bared. Suddenly, he reaches out his hand and slaps Jingzhi in the face. "This is what I beat you for Shao Ting..."

"Little grandma! You are too much! "

An Cheng was frightened, and reached out to stop in a panic, but he heard a clear slap in his ear. He was stunned, and subconsciously went to see the closed door on the second floor.

Manjun's anger, which had been held in his heart for a long time, broke out with this slap. She only thought of what she said to relieve her anger, but completely forgot that these words must have violated Shao Ting's taboo. However, she did not realize that an Cheng's face was already ugly.

Jing zhisui can't prevent this slap on her face. She listens to her words again and shivers. She sneers at Shen Manjun and says to an Cheng, "you see, I don't want to apologize to Mr. Meng in person, but the words of the second young grandma are too bad to hear. I'm sorry to an Cheng. I'm back..."

"I don't know if I'm going."

As soon as Jing Zhi Fang turned around, he heard a weak but extremely majestic male voice on the second floor. Jing Zhi's footsteps stopped, and then he went downstairs step by step.

As soon as an Cheng saw that she was determined to leave, he was in a hurry. Regardless of taboo, he rushed to block Jing Zhi's way and lowered his voice to beg: "Miss Fu, please, it's none of the business of the young master. The young master has been in a coma and won't help the young grandma to say that. Besides, what's the matter with you in the young master's mind? Don't you really know? Good or bad, good or bad, you give an Cheng some thin noodles, wait a moment, see how young master says... "

Meng shaoting casually pulled his chest, pushed open the door and walked out. He looked at Manjun, and his eyes were cold and disgusted, but his eyes flew over her and fell on the man downstairs.

He coughed twice, his head was still dizzy, but he could hardly support it.

Manjun sees Meng shaoting coming out, and knows that he must have heard what she said just now. She is upset at the bottom of her heart. She always knows the general situation. How can she be so impatient and aggressive?

She knew how important Fu Jingzhi was to him. When she insulted her, he must hate her. He would never give her a good face again. Thinking of this, Manjun was a little frustrated. She looked at her tiptoe in a daze. She could not even say what she had argued.

"You raise your head." Meng shaoting's cool voice didn't have a trace of temperature. Manjun's whole body trembled with fear, but she raised her head timidly. Her eyes were full of grievances, her lips were slightly opened, and Meng shaoting suddenly raised his hand and slapped her in the face.

His strength is not heavy, but he also blinds Manjun. Manjun covers his face, but his tears are rolling down. "Shaoting..."

"Go back. Miss Fu is a guest from afar. We don't have such rules to disrespect the guests. If you speak out and hurt others, you will hit the Meng family in the face, and go back to reflect on it!"

Speaking of the last sentence, his words were very severe. Manjun's tears flowed down suddenly, and there was never a strong jealousy, so she wriggled out from the bottom of her heart. Manjun's palm was pinched by herself, and she tried desperately to resist the rush that she wanted to break out and make a scene. Moving, she just put on a weak and full of grievances, turned around and cried and went downstairs ...

"An Cheng, I'm sick and inconvenient. Please ask Miss Fu to come up. I'm sorry for the inconvenience..."

When Meng shaoting finished, he took another look at her. He was in the room to hear what was going on outside. He just wanted to turn a deaf ear to him as if he didn't hear it, but he couldn't help it at last. He couldn't help being insulted and slandered by others And hit her again.

She didn't like to argue with people again. She suffered a loss this time. She would not go back to find someone to explain it. She would only be suffocated in her heart. When he thought about it, people had already struggled to stand up and open the door.

His people, he scolded, beat, change to others, but don't even think about it!

Just last night, when he was drunk, he hated to think that he would never want to see her again in his life. It has nothing to do with whether he died or lived. But as long as he saw her, his heart would still turn into a ring of fingers.

He turned around and walked back to the room with his hands on the wall. There was a faint voice of an Cheng talking to her downstairs. He stood in front of the window indifferently. If she would come in, he would be willing to talk to her about something he had never said before. But if she left, he would have to put his hand on it from now on. If she did, he would not see it.

Waiting time, long like a river will not flow.

But when she heard her footsteps, those waiting seemed to become insignificant dust.