Chapter 118

On the rooftop of the hospital, Jiang Li was sitting on the fence, her legs swaying gently in the cold wind.

Holding the railings on both sides with both hands, looking down from above, the whole city seems to be trampled underfoot.

"I'm just going to throw away the trash, why did I come here?" Rong Jing put his hands in his pockets, the clothes he was wearing were a little thin, and the black sweater had a high collar, looking a little more abstinent. smell.

She didn't know what Jiang Hao was thinking, as if she didn't hear what Rong Jing said, she didn't even turn her head.

Rong Jing frowned slightly, stepped over the fence, and sat on the half-person-high fence.

"Don't you know it's dangerous to sit here?" Rong Jing looked at the distant scenery.

It was an inky black blue, with no edge in sight, as deep as it could suck people in. There are only sparsely dotted lights, like small holes that will be inked and burnt.

Jiang Hao turned his head and glanced at the people around him: "Bi Rong is much safer."

She made an objective evaluation, but she was laughing in her heart when she finished speaking. I don't know when she dared to speak to Rong Jing like this.

Maybe it started from the day Rong Jing and Rong Ning gave her a birthday?

Obviously they were two strangers at the beginning, how could they have gotten so close without knowing it.

"Sometimes, in the city closest to the sky, it's good to blow the wind, isn't it?" Jiang Hao put her hands behind her back, there would not be too many such quiet and leisurely days, after all, she is a person living around People in the calculation.

"I really didn't know that Miss Jiang had such a poetic side." Rong Jing replied, his eyes kept falling on Jiang Hao, who was looking at the stars in the sky.

There is no light on the rooftop, and it is impossible to see the edges and corners of the grasshopper. This hazy vision always makes people feel mysterious and yearning.

Jiang Hao didn't care: "Isn't President Rong accompanying Xiao Jiu?"

"You really don't think about replacing Qin Fei? That person is a hidden danger after all." Rong Jing answered nonchalantly, imitating Jiang Hao's lazy appearance, and put his hands behind him.

Looking up at the starry sky like this, it is indeed like lying in the gentle arms of the night, the whole person is floating in the sky above the city, you can pick up the stars when you raise your hand, and you can swim freely when you turn around.

After a while of silence, Jiang Hao replied, "After all, this is my housework, so it's better for Mr. Rong not to interfere."

For Qin Fei, she always has a kind of intimacy, belonging to the same kind of intimacy.

She doesn't know much about her, but she is willing to believe her again and again.

"It's the interests of your company and mine, and it can't be considered your housework." He retorted, frowning at her.

Seeing Shang Rongjing's gaze, Jiang Hao immediately turned around, retracted his legs from the outside of the fence, supported the fence with one hand, and turned over and went down from above.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Rong, I still have a lot of things to do today, so I'll leave first." Jiang Hao waved at Rong Jing behind him without even looking back.

Returning home from the hospital, it was already eleven o'clock, Jiang Hao glanced at the scenery of the city outside the window, and couldn't help being a little ecstatic.

After a long while, the phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.

Jiang Li bent over to pick it up: "Hello?"

"You little bastard! You don't even read any father-daughter relationship. You know that your father is having a hard time in Jiang's family, but you are still in trouble!"

The harsh voice came from the other end of the phone, Jiang Li frowned subconsciously, took the phone directly from his ear, hung up the phone, and threw his ear down when he was done, as if he had entered garbage.

But the person on the other end of the phone didn't plan to make Jiang Li feel better, so they called one by one.

"When you had the ability to pry at my mother's corner, why didn't you think that following that man would be bleak today?" She answered the phone and spoke directly.

Such words seemed to have been rehearsed countless times in his heart, and Jiang Hao continued to scold: "As long as you have some eyes, you can see that Jiang Juncheng is an ignorant rubbish, all relying on my mother to support his current glory. .

The two of you, especially you, killed my mother and are you still trying to get something out of me? What are you supposed to be? ATM?

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I warn you Ye Ruxin, you can still jump in front of me today, it's all my gift, if you are harassing me, and then join forces with Jiang Juncheng to play some kind of father-daughter emotional card, don't blame me for directly publishing the newspaper to separate me and Jiang Juncheng Relationship.

My mother and I owe you nothing to the Jiang family in this life, but what you owe me, I will pay back all the same! "

After speaking, Jiang Hao hung up the phone as if he had breathed out more than ten years, and collapsed on the sofa.

I don't know why, but Jiang Hao just didn't feel very good today, and finally met someone who bumped into the muzzle of the gun.

After rubbing the slightly painful temples, and after a while, Jiang Li stood up and soaked herself in a glass of honey water, and then went to take a bath.

Just the moment she entered the bathroom, the phone on the coffee table vibrated again, and a message came in.

Before the screen went completely dark, there were two more vibrations, and the previous message was canceled.

After taking a shower, she briefly wiped her hair, and Jiang Li returned to the living room and brought the just-warm honey water to her mouth.

He picked up the phone from the table, clicked it, and saw a WeChat message: Rong Jing retracted a message.

Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment and read it over and over again, confirming that it was Rong Jing who sent her a WeChat message and then withdrew it, so she cautiously sent a question mark.

After waiting for Rong Jing's reply, Jiang Hao simply turned on the computer, checked all the previous drawings carefully, and after confirming that there were no other omissions, she slumped into the sofa.

"Open the door."

Just as sleepiness struck, Jiang Hao's cell phone suddenly rang, and such a message popped up.

Staring at the screen of the mobile phone for a long time, Jiang Hao, who was disturbed by the sleepiness, didn't respond. It was not until the doorbell rang that Jiang Hao cleverly got up from the sofa and stared at the door with a ghostly expression on his face.

The pointer of Shi Zhong hanging on the wall had already pointed to the position of three, Jiang Li even suspected that he was dreaming now.

He crept to the door, and through the cat's eyes, Jiang Li looked out and saw Xiao Baozi's enlarged face, Jiang Li was startled and took a few steps back.

Opening the door, Little Bun rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at Jiang Li.

"Mommy..."

He called out in a soft voice. He just let go of Rong Jing with both hands, but he was afraid that letting Mommy hug him so rashly would cause Mommy's disgust. He hesitated, then retracted his hands and hugged Rong Jing tightly. King's neck.

"Aren't you going to invite us in?" Rong Jing's face was a little pale, and it seemed a little difficult to hold the child.