Chapter 820

Back home, Zhao Jian has come back, lying on the sofa with no love, shoes and clothes everywhere.

Ji Rufeng sees some distressed, "don't do it, I'll support you?"

"No!" Zhao Jian refused without thinking about it. "This is my mother's lifelong effort. I can't feed the dog."

She got up and sat down in his arms, gave him a kiss on the lips, and continued to rest on his shoulder.

The man kneaded her hair painfully, very helpless.

Ji Rufeng made some food, coaxed her to eat something, and they went to sleep together. Ji Rufeng rarely did not toss.

Just, at three o'clock in the morning, the sharp voice of mobile phone came from the head of the bed, and Zhao Jian was scared to sit up. Ji Rufeng grabbed people into her arms, "it's OK, it's the phone."

Zhao Jian was relieved. Seeing that he was about to get up, she said, "I'll come."

One hand picked up the phone to answer the phone, one hand over the bed of water, a mouthful of water just drink in the mouth, then heard the end of Wang Fenghuo room voice, "teacher Ji, bad, Jiang Xuerou committed suicide."

"Who is Jiang Xuerou?" Zhao Jian asked.

At this time, Wang Feng, who was already in a hurry, didn't recognize Zhao Jian's voice. He said in a hurry, "it's Miss Jiang that we went to see in the afternoon."

At this time, Ji Rufeng, who has been in chaos, also opens his eyes. He presses the bedside lamp and sees Zhao Jian's confused look.

However, at this time, he did not care about these, took the mobile phone from her hand, "what do you say? Miss Jiang committed suicide? Really? How do you know? "

"Yes It was president Luo who called and said it. The specific reason is not clear, but he didn't get through when he called you, so he called me and asked me to inform you as soon as possible. I had to dial Miss Zhao's number. "

Ji Rufeng frowns, and at this time, Zhao Jian also wants to remember, that day she used Ji Rufeng's mobile phone to return the message, the girl's remark seems to be Jiang Xuerou.

The voice of the telephone spread out, very clear in the quiet night.

Hang up the phone, Ji Rufeng frown, Zhao Jian carefully hold his hand, a little uncertain asked: "I am not to give you trouble?"

Ji Rufeng is a painter with a large number of fans. She rashly disclosed the news that they were together. Moreover, the painting she said that day was very impolite. Maybe that's why she committed suicide.

The man took her hand and said, "it's OK. Don't worry."

At this time, he thought more about Zhao Jian. If the Jiang family really wanted to be held responsible, I'm afraid that Zhao Jian and her business in Nanjiang would be the first to be affected, and her efforts during this period would almost turn into nothing.

"I'll go and have a look. It's still early. You can sleep a little longer."

But where can Zhao Jian still sleep? As soon as she turns over, she says, "I'll go with you."

Ji Rufeng thought for a while, put herself at home, I don't know how to think, it's better to take her with me.

So they changed their clothes and drove out.

On the way, Zhao Jian didn't speak. Ji Rufeng explained why she went to visit Jiang Xuerou. Zhao Jian nodded to show that she knew.

Ji Rufeng saw that her face was not very good, but now he was not in the mood to explain.

In the quiet car, Zhao Jian suddenly said, "Rufeng, do you think Miss Jiang committed suicide because of you?"

"Because of me? Why? "

Women's intuition has always been very accurate, to the woman around the man they like.

Zhao Jian hit the nail on the head, "she likes you."

Ji Rufeng's heart is awe inspiring. She remembers how happy she was when she went to see Jiang Xuerou in the afternoon, and how she was when she left.

However, he said: "should not be possible?"

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