Chapter 155

After coming back from the banquet, it seems that nothing happened. Liang Jia still went back to Xia's house to live. Zhou Xingchen, after thinking for a long time, decided to let herself be quiet first, and then make other decisions. Just secretly left a mind, looking for someone to watch her.

Although it seems that nothing happened to Liang Jia on the surface, Liang Jia's own heart is clear. She always feels that there is an empty corner. She seems to do something to fill a vacancy in her heart.

After experiencing life and death, Liang Jia smiles and drinks the wine in the glass.

The noise of the music shook her head, she seemed to be able to hear the deafening music, and it seemed that she could only hear the vague noise of people.

Someone was dancing on the dance floor, someone was talking to her. Red, red and green lights came down and alternately reflected on her face.

She narrowed her eyes and stared emptily at the yellow wine glass that had been filled up again. The more noisy she was, the quieter her heart was. She didn't know how she came here. When she came back, she seemed to have been sitting here, and these noisy sounds seemed to cure the vacancy in her heart, cured by the deafening sound, It seems that only in that way can we forget all the pain.

A big hand gently on her shoulder, a man's voice from her head.

"Are you upset?"

Liang Jia didn't look up, and didn't even pay attention to the hand on her shoulder. She just drank a mouthful of clear wine with empty eyes.

Yes, I'm sorry, but what can I do?

Can't she be allowed to be sad? In the circle of noble families, she should pretend to be dignified and generous. She should be knowledgeable and reasonable, so that people can't see that she is very sad, and people can't see her fragile appearance. But in fact, she is just a mother who has lost her children.

When the man saw that she didn't respond, his behavior became bolder. He put his restless hand around her waist with her shoulder and sat beside her. He raised a gentle smile from me and said, "Hello, I'm Wenxiao. You can tell me what you're sad about. You know, you're not alone."

Liang Jia still has no response. On the contrary, some of the girls with dyed hair around her couldn't see it any more. She held out her hand, took the wine from Liang Jia's glass, drank it all in one gulp, glanced at the man next to her, and warned him unhappily: "you'd better stay away from my sister. My sister is upset. She's famous for cutting down a street. "

As soon as the man's body was stiff, he slowly released Liang Jia's hand and gave a smile on his face. Then he walked away directly, even without Liang Jia's words.

Liang Jia, however, just looked at the wine cup taken away by the girl, lowered his eyes, and his voice was cold.

"Who are you?"

"I'm the hot sister who just saved you. Tut Tut, your face is a little attractive." The girl wanted to lift her chin, but she was frightened by Liang Jia's extremely cold eyes and shivered: "however, you look a little familiar."

Seeing Liang Jia's extraordinary temperament, she still sits at the bar with dignity. Hot sister hooks her lips and dispels the doubts in her heart. She decides to hook up with the woman in front of her. Hot sister pushes Liang Jia's body and says with a hint of flattery: "what are you doing? Lovelorn? It's OK. You can be happy when you mix with spicy sister. "

Can you be happy?

"How happy?" Liang Jia's voice is a little out of temperature.

"Come with me." It's an iceberg beauty. Sister La laughs and leads Liang Jia to the dance floor.

The light is very lonely in the dark. The man is still reading the documents with his head down. His hand is fast and slow, and he is absorbed. He doesn't seem to notice that the outside is prosperous and the light is bright.

The city is like a city that never sleeps, but it's almost past twelve o'clock, but Zhou Xingchen still doesn't want to leave.

He reached out to answer the phone, his eyes did not leave the folder, and his voice was a little low: "what's the matter?"

"Zhou Shao... It seems that his wife is mixed up with a group of unruly people. They drink and dance together. There is a girl with a tinged hair who has been pulling his wife. Now, Zhou Shao, do you want us to stop her?"

"Well..." Zhou Xingchen took a pen in his hand and thought of the empty eyes in Liang Jia's eyes after the banquet last night. It seemed that all things did not exist. When he lowered his eyes, he changed his mind: "no, let her have a good time."

There are red, green, yellow and blue lights crisscrossing, men and women are screaming excitedly, looking at the woman's slender fingers holding up a glass of wine and crashing down, the wine in the first glass of wine flows down slowly, line after line of glasses, in an instant, they are full of wine.Someone is holding a lighter, to the top of the fire, the flame suddenly lit up Liang Jia's eyes.

She suddenly began to laugh, almost to tears. She took the cup burned by fire and drank it. She felt that there was a fire burning in her heart.

Seeing that she was so happy, sister La took a bottle of beer from her side and handed it to Liang Jia, who was bending over with a smile. Pointing to the group of men and women around the wine, she said with a domineering smile: "you see, these are all my sister LA's friends. If you have anything to do in the future, you can ask them to help you and answer every request."

Liang Jia took the cold wine bottle and was stunned, but soon began to laugh, but it was only a short moment. Liang Jia's body became extremely stiff at that moment.

Eyes gradually from random focus on a person.

The woman is tall and thin, wearing red high-heeled shoes. She sits on the bar lazily, taps her hands on the table, and says something to the bartender. The bartender agrees, and then goes on busy.

Liang Jia narrowed her eyes and looked at the women in red dresses in some bars. Her hand holding the wine bottle became a little cold, while the other hand, with a deep red mark on the palm of her hand, was nailed.

Xia qiner... She didn't expect to meet her here!

Her son killer!

Liang Jia, who had drunk, only saw the woman sitting on the bar, drinking like mouthfuls after mouthfuls. Her eyes seemed to be stained with fog. She took the bottle of wine and walked straight to Xia qin'er around the group of people.

There was a voice shouting in his head, kill her, kill her, Liang Jia. This is the woman who killed your child.

Step by step, she came closer and closer, looking at the beautiful face, it seemed to smile at her like in a dream. Say to her, Liang Jia, your child is dead, let me become Mrs. Zhou instead of you.

Originally, a group of young men and women who were pouring wine and drinking enthusiastically all suddenly quieted down and watched Liang Jia pass them and approach Xia qiner step by step with a wine bottle.

Suddenly, the music seemed to stop.

And Liang Jia's action also stopped in an instant.