Chapter 228

"I think it's going to be OK. It doesn't matter." Zhao Tong Xin tries to explain to him, but she knows that he is angry and can't listen to many words.

"What do you think? Are you still a three-year-old? " Jin Zhengting, who has always been calm, can't help but insinuate that he can see how angry he is.

Just this morning, Huo Tingchen's people went to assassinate Yang ziye. Fortunately, they had expected that. Even so, they also damaged several people. Can he not worry about her? Does she not care if he is worried about her at all.

"You don't know the situation at that time. As soon as I received Yajuan's call for help, I was confused. I only knew to save her first. There were too many things in the middle, so I didn't remember to call you. I didn't mean to."

Zhao Tongxin can hear that Jin Zhengting's tone is concerned about her, but this time she really didn't mean to, and she had a spoon garden with her, plus the people brought by mosquitoes, how could something happen.

"It doesn't matter whether they live or die." Jin Zhengting's dark eyes are cold. Jin Zhengting is used to bullying. There are few things he can see in his eyes, let alone in his heart. All he wants is her peace.

"They are not unimportant. They are my relatives. Do you understand Jin Zhengting?" Zhao Tongxin doesn't know what Jin Zhengting means, but anyway, Xiao Yajuan is the consolation in her heart. At least there is a relative in her heart.

She is more reluctant to admit that deep in her heart, she would rather believe in herself a little more. Even if she knows that Jin Zhengting loves her, she can't trust him 100%.

Or because Jin Zhengting feels too ethereal for her to grasp, and always feels that she will be pushed out of his circle at any time, so she can't trust him subconsciously.

"You don't trust me." Jin Zhengting pointed out the tone of Zhao Tongxin's prevarication.

This cognition made Jin Zhengting feel angry.

"Jin Zhengting, I think it's just a small matter. It's not as serious as you said. The spoon also brought several people. How can I have an accident with so many people?" Zhao Tong doesn't want to argue with Jin Zhengting.

Jin Zhengting felt that she didn't understand the point of his anger at all. It can also be seen from this that she didn't trust him 100%, "little things."

"Well, what do you want? Everything has happened, and I've made such a promise. How long do you have to wait?" No matter how good Zhao Tongxin's temper is, he can't stand Jin Zhengting's questioning again and again.

She didn't do something untold. As for what she said, if he confessed to her at the beginning, she wouldn't think about it.

Jin Zhengting tightly pursed his lips, and his eyes flashed an uncontrollable anger, like a lion who was enraged, and his tone became frosty. "If someone spoke to me in such a tone, I would have died many times."

"Then you kill me. You can't count how many things you have concealed from me. You say, Jin Zhengting, what do you want?" Zhao Tong Xin finished this sentence, some regret, but not willing to admit his mistake, stubborn twist body, secretly red eyes.

She told herself that she must not cry. She buckled the leather sofa with one dead hand to transfer her tears.

Aware of the emotional fluctuation of the little woman beside him, Jin Zhengting, who was originally on the edge of rage, suddenly lost his anger. A pair of deep dark eyes crossed a trace of tenderness. He stretched out his hand and hugged Zhao Tongxin's delicate body tightly into his arms. His low, cool voice demanded: "don't cry."

Zhao Tong heart bit lip, voice dumb said, "I didn't cry." She's just a little aggrieved.

"Don't look for her next time." Jin Zhengting patted her on the back with one hand following her soft hair.

"I see." Zhao Tong Xin feels the comforting clapping of the big hand behind him. Suddenly, his heart warms up. What will happen to this twisted and good-looking man when he says a soft word?

Qin San, standing guard outside the car window, knocked on the window a few times and reported respectfully, "Mr. Jin, the main house has called. I want you to go back with your wife."

To be honest, if it wasn't serious, he was unwilling to run into the muzzle of a gun at this time and was transferred back. However, he was doing something very difficult and suddenly felt that it was good to carry out tasks outside.

At least it can be relaxed. The boss's aura is so strong that he feels great pressure in his heart.

Waiting for a few seconds, Jin Zhengting's cold voice in the car rang out, "drive."

"Yes, Mr. Jin." Qin San knew that Jin Zhengting would not be happy, but even though he knew in his heart, he could not help but tighten his head. The boss's tone was really cold, so he had to admit his life and go back to the cab.

"Why should I suddenly return to the main house?" Zhao Tongxin asked suspiciously, she left for a long time without seeing Jin's family. Now she suddenly asked them to go back, there would be nothing to say.

Or even the Jin family knew the whole story.

"I am in everything." Jin Zhengting didn't explain much. No matter how he was there, those things just didn't matter.

"Well." With Jin Zhengting's assurance, Zhao Tongxin also has a bottom. At most, it's just some questions. He doesn't think so much about it. The car drives smoothly on the road.Zhao Tong Xin suddenly thought of a thing, bit a lower lip and asked: "how is Xu Yan?"

"Shut it up." Jin Zhengting's reply was very flat, and there was no change in his face, like a stranger who didn't matter.

Zhao Tong Xin feels that this kind of feeling is very wrong. Some people are not sure what Jin Zhengting's words mean, "she has nothing to say to you?"

"She's a killer, professionally trained."

Jin Zhengting's answer indirectly shows that Xu Yanke's insistence and insistence. Zhao Tongxin knows that he can escape from Jin Zhengting's eyes for three years. He must have some skills, and he doesn't feel surprised.

I always feel that Jin Zhengting seems to be busy with her.

Along the way, Zhao Tong no longer opens his mouth and looks at the front calmly. But Jin Zhengting, who has answered her question, has deep eyes. The coldness in his eyes seems to be brewing a storm, ready to sweep everything.

If he owes him, he will get it back. If he sets her up, he will make them pay back a hundred times a thousand times.

As for those supporting roles, they are just the victims of this game. To play, it depends on how much capital Huo Tingchen has.

Zhao Tong's experience is relatively shallow. Naturally, he doesn't feel Jin Zhengting's ruthlessness. But Qin San, sitting in front of him, feels that the cold wind is blowing up in the narrow car. Bursts of cold air are running up his spine through the thick back of the chair. He can't help shivering with the air conditioner on.

Well, I guess there's work to do in the near future.

When Zhao Tongxin walks into the living room of the main house behind Jin Zhengting, he finds that Jin's father and Jin's mother look at them seriously. Although Zhao Tongxin doesn't feel that he has done anything wrong, he feels nervous when he sees the serious expressions of the two elders.

"I'm back." Jin Fu's dignified expression gave them a light glance, and his tone was not as gentle as before, as if he was suppressing his anger.

Zhao Tongxin used to respect Jin's father very much. Even if she left Jin's family now, she also respects Jin's father. When she was about to speak, she was interrupted by Jin's mother. "I don't want to hear your explanation. I just want to ask where my grandson is."

When Jin Zhengting heard this sentence, he subconsciously looked at Zhao Tongxin's expression. Sure enough, Zhao Tongxin's expression was even paler. It seemed that he had been drained of his strength in an instant. After shaking for a while, he didn't reach out for help, and his little woman quickly stood firm.

Jin Zhengting took a breath in his heart, but he didn't reach out for help any more. He said coldly, "who told you that?"

"Who needs to tell us such a big thing? Come on, my grandson." Jin's mother doesn't want to blame them for their concealment now. Her biggest hope has suddenly come true. How can she be in the mood to take care of the reason for their concealment.

I just want to get my big fat grandson back and show off with the people around me.

Xiaobao's affair is mentioned again, Zhao Tong's heart is certainly like a knife, there is no expression on his face to answer, "no more."

Jin's mother was stunned for a moment, but she couldn't respond to Zhao Tongxin's meaning, "what do you mean no more? I asked where my grandson had gone, and you told me no? What do you mean by that

Jin's mother didn't respond, but it didn't mean that Jin's father, who had always been smart, couldn't understand it. She could only see that her already serious expression became overcast, and her majestic tone was more dignified than ever before. "Zhengting, you say, what's the matter?"

"It's my problem. The baby's gone." Jin Zhengting said these words without changing his face. No one ever saw the pain in his eyes. His tall body was like a mountain, disobeying Zhao Tongxin, as if he wanted to block all the wind and rain in front of her.

"What? My grandson is gone! " Jin's mother was excited when she heard Jin Zhengting's words. Her eyes darkened. She shook her standing body and sat down on the sofa. Nannan said to herself, "how can it be? How can it be gone?"

It was her grandson who she had been looking forward to for three years. It was the only child of the Jin family. If she didn't, she didn't even meet her grandmother. It was a bolt from the blue.

"Asshole." Jin's father didn't say anything, but he also looked forward to the grandson he had never met. Hearing the bad news, he stood up, picked up the jadeite ashtray on the table and threw it in the direction of Jin Zhengting.

Jin's father was a commander in the army in his early years. He certainly had a lot of strength in his hand. It took seven or eight minutes to smash the ashtray. Jin Zhengting could have dodged, but he would have hit the little woman behind him and kept his face in the way.

Zhao Tongxin knew that Jin's father would be angry, but he didn't expect to throw an ashtray directly. When he was startled, he looked at Jin Zhengting's expression conditionally. Seeing that he didn't have any expression, he was relieved that the ashtray was not for fun. If it hit his head, it would definitely burst blood.

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