his kisses are sweet

Chapter 179

Rong Jin frowned: "Where is Xu Pingting from?"

"Do you still remember the perverted fan who killed Qin Jiawei? That person is a fan of Qin Jiawei, but he appealed because he was instigated to kill Qin Jiawei. But that person was not Gu Runian, but Xu Pingting, after the incident, she gave him a hush money. The purpose was to prevent him from appealing. At that time, he was forced by the Taoist debtors, and he was charged with desperation. The police followed the clues to find the missing person. Xu Pingting, she found her recordings in a dilapidated apartment in City B and found the remittance records in her account. The police have not yet found Xu Pingting, but according to her last missing location, there are many He may have committed suicide in fear of crime!"

Xiang Qi paused: "As for Gu Rugui's case, there was only Gu Runian's confession at the beginning, which was not enough to convict him at all."

"I remember that in addition to the murder case, Gu Runian also had an economic case on his back."

Xiang Qi frowned: "I remember that when I was asking about the whereabouts of the funds, Gu Runian kept silent. Later, an investor complained that he happened to see the partner who cheated him out of money while abroad. It was only then that it was found out that Gu Runian was only a shareholder of the investment company. It was someone else who actually took away the investment funds. At present, the criminal suspects have been arrested overseas and all the investors' funds have been recovered. No longer established, and after being defended by a lawyer, he was only detained for a few months on the charge of perjury."

Xiang Qi paused, and then said: "Gu Runian's defense lawyer is Li Zhen's, A Jin, all this is too coincidental, I suspect..."

"There's no need to guess. The corpse in Gu Shengge's car accident should be Xu Pingting. From Gu Runian's hasty conclusion of the case to his subsequent swindling, to the discovery of the real murderer Xu Pingting, Li Zhen should have contributed a lot to all of this. .”

"Why did Li Zhen do this? What good does it do him to prevent us from reviewing Gu Rugui's case? Is it Gu Rugui's death? Is there any ulterior secret in it, and Gu Shengge's accident in Greece? Is it related to this too?"

Xiang Qi couldn't figure out how to connect a few things. What is the relationship between the Gu family and the Rong family?
"Aqi, don't meddle in this matter, I will find out."

Xiang Qi nodded, as if remembering something, reminded: "By the way, I heard that after Gu Runian was released from prison, he went to find the eldest sister."

After being silent for a long time, Rong Jin replied indifferently: "I see."

After all, he turned to leave.

Xiang Qi looked at his back, frowning.

Suddenly, a look of horror flashed across his eyes, could it be related to that incident?

The juice in front of me has bottomed out.

She raised her watch to check the time, and before she knew it, it was nearly ten o'clock.

The bookstore closes at eleven o'clock, and I don't know if Rong Jin can make it?
Shengge pressed the brows, his eyes were a little tired because of reading for a long time.

Looking out of the window, the night was getting late, and the crowds were not as frequent as earlier.

It had just rained, and the transpiring water vapor had condensed a layer of white mist on the glass windows.

Shengge thought for a while, then raised his index finger to trace on the glass.

Not long after, a simple hibiscus flower bloomed under her hand, the edges were blurred, but the appearance of the flower could be vaguely seen.

She looked at it and raised the corners of her lips unconsciously.

After thinking for a moment, she moved her hand and continued to outline on the glass.

Neat short hair, heroic eyebrows, pupils as deep as thick ink, and two slightly pursed lips...

That was the appearance of the Rong Jin she knew.

She put her hands down and stared at the glass mirror in a daze.

Until the face of a man's Shen Jun fitly inlaid outside the transparent glass window.

Sheng Ge was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to wipe off the condensed mist on the glass, only then could he clearly see Rong Jin standing outside the window.

Rong Jin stared at her deeply, his two thin lips moved slowly.

She understood his lips immediately, jumped up from her seat, and walked towards the cashier.

The footsteps are impatient but excited.

Rong Jin stared at her back, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously evoked a faint smile.

He watched her walk towards the door, then trot towards him.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Sheng Ge ran up to him and complained a little.

Rong Jin glanced at her, raised her right hand to observe.

Because of cleaning the glass just now, her fingertips still had some residual dampness, and the palm of her hand was slightly red.

He took out a kerchief to wipe her fingers clean, then put them into his big palm, staring at her like thick ink that had been quenched: "Draw me?"

Shengge stayed in the air-conditioned room for a long time, and his fingers were slightly cold.

Thinking of the scene just now, she curled her fingertips into his hand, her face was a little hot: "No, I just felt a little bored just now."

"Really?" Rong Jin's tone was a bit persuasive.

He squeezed her fingers loosely, unhurriedly, but the rhythm was a bit annoying.

Especially when he stared at him seriously, Shengge felt a little flustered.

She turned her face away, revealing her reddish ears: "It's you."

Only then did Rong Jin stop the movement of his fingers, and his voice was light but teasing: "The painter is good."

Shengge found it a little funny.

It's just her random graffiti. Does it have anything to do with the drawing function?

Or is his aesthetic limited to this.

Of course, she still underestimated the thickness of Rong Jin's skin, because the next moment, his words continued: "In the final analysis, my foundation is better."

"..."

"Shameless?" She couldn't help spitting, and then smiled.

Rong Jin didn't say anything, just pinched her cheek: "Do you feel better now?"

"Uh?"

"I'm afraid you're unhappy because I'm late." He held her hand and murmured.

Shengge's heart trembled, and she looked at him pretending to be angry: "Rong Jin, since you know I'm not happy waiting, will you die if you just say a few nice words to coax me?"

Unexpectedly, Rong Jin actually squinted his eyes and thought for a moment before slowly opening his mouth: "Hmm...it seems not."

"Then tell me."

He was silent.

She waited impatiently, raised her other hand and twisted his waist: "Say it?"

Rong Jin grabbed her fluttering arm, and his voice was a little hoarse than before: "What do you want to hear?"

"It's like how to compensate me for waiting for a long time..."

When he heard this, he curled his lips and said, "I won't let you wait next time, I'll wait."

A simple sentence has already explained everything.

Sheng Ge understood the nature of his work better than anyone else, and she didn't care how long she had to wait for him, but she couldn't help but secretly cheered after hearing his words.

People like Rong Jin don't know how many touching words of love.

Even the words that come out of his mouth are mostly well thought out.

Perhaps, it was because of this earnestness that she understood the weight of his words.

Shengge's heart was as sweet as if wrapped in honey.

Rong Jin reached out with his long arms, hugged her in his arms on the street, and whispered in her ear: "Is that enough?"

Regardless of the fact that he is now in public, Sheng Ge reached out and hugged him tightly: "Yes."

He gently kissed the top of her hair: "Are you happy to meet your friends today?"

Hearing this, her body froze, and she relaxed after a long time: "Not bad."

The dark light in Rong Jin's eyes flashed, and he already had the answer in his heart.

All this happened in just a moment.

Soon, he recovered as before. He opened Shengge's arm and said calmly, "Go home."

Shengge nodded.

Rong Jin opened the car door, a voice came from behind her.

"Miss Qin Ge!"

She turned around, only to see Wu Heng waving his arm towards her at the door, holding a card case in his hand.

Seeing the two of them stop, he trotted over and handed the card bag in front of Sheng Ge: "I found it when I was clearing the seats just now, I think it should be yours."

Shengge took the card bag and nodded in thanks: "It's mine, thank you!"

A blush flashed across Wu Heng's cheeks, he scratched his head and said, "You're welcome, I have to remind you, remember to return the books I borrowed earlier tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, Sheng Ge looked at Rong Jin with a smile that was not a smile: "When will you return the book I lent you before?"

Rong Jin was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened: "I'll ask Shangbo to bring it tomorrow."

With his assurance, she looked at Wu Heng with a smile: "He said that someone will pay it back tomorrow."

Just as Wu Heng was about to speak, he felt a horrifying gaze shooting towards him, so frightened that he didn't even dare to lift his head.

He nodded and ran away like a mouse.

Seeing this, Shengge couldn't help laughing: "Professor Rong, it's you who borrowed books and didn't exchange them. He kindly reminded you, why do you act like someone owes you 800 million?"

Rong Jin narrowed his eyes: "The number of people signed by the Rong family must not be less than 800 million."

"what?"

He looked at her and spat out two words miserly: "Value."

She was surprised: "Are you going to sign him? He is still a sophomore, and it will be several years before he can serve Rong. Are you sure it's not too early?"

"Good seedlings can be cultivated in advance." Rong Jin opened the door and signaled her to get in the car.

Sheng Ge frowned, why did she feel like mourning for Wu Heng?
Shaking her head, she stepped into the car seat.

Standing in front of the store, Wu Heng watched the expensive Bentley Mulsanne drive away, and sneezed inexplicably.

He rubbed his nose and sneezed several times.

When I walked into the store in confusion, people said that there was an autumn rain and a cool one.

It's still summer, could it be that he's going to catch a cold?

From driving to the garage of Henghe Apartment, Rong Jin was extremely silent all the way.

Although he doesn't talk much, he is rarely so silent.

Sheng Ge didn't know what was wrong, but he had a vague feeling that he had something on his mind.

She didn't think too much, and followed him to unbuckle his seat belt and get out of the car.

In the elevator, Rong Jin closed his eyes after seeing Sheng Ge reflected in the mirror, and then slowly said: "Ge'er, did you hide something from me about that incident in Greece?"

His eyes reflected in the mirror locked her tightly: "Or what did Annie tell you before she died?"

Shengge trembled when he heard this.

Even after such a long time, she still hasn't come out from the original shadow.

She remembered the feeling of grief before Annie's death, and she dared not recall the feeling of the knife being stabbed in her stomach.

Every time she thinks about it, she only feels cold hands and feet.

Seeing her expression, Rong Jin paused in his footsteps, and finally stopped in place.

Ruju's eyes fixed on her, trying to see a clue on her face.

Sheng Ge bit her lips and turned white, she muttered: "Rong Jin, if I said that Annie died because of me, would you blame me? I heard from Ah Shu that Annie was your first girlfriend."

He looked at her deeply, with an indistinct obscurity in his eyes.

She smiled self-deprecatingly, "That person is not just for sex, his goal is very clear, it is me. The reason why Annie hates me so much is because she has become my scapegoat. She knows that I am a doctor, so she wants me Killed her with my own hands, she is not cruel at all, cruelty is me, because of me, I have brought everyone around me into a desperate situation, Rong Jin, you ask me why I gave up, because I can't get over this hurdle in my heart, A person who can only bring bad luck to others, what qualifications does he have to save lives and heal the wounded?"

She stared at him, and he stared at her.

The elevator opened and closed slowly with a "ding", and neither of them had any intention of going out.

Just before the elevator door was about to close completely, Rong Jin raised his hand to reopen it, looked at her and said solemnly: "Why did he kill you? Because of me?"

Sheng Ge's eyes darkened when he heard the words: "No, it has nothing to do with you, his goal is only me, maybe..."

She paused and did not continue speaking.

Because of these facts that she didn't understand, she felt that it would be useless to say more.

Besides, all of this had nothing to do with him.

"Rong Jin, my hand is not broken because of you." She looked at him and said slowly.

Rong Jin's eyes darkened, he grabbed her body, and pressed her lips hard.

Different from the past, at this time he kissed hard, with a hint of sadness.

He gnawed on her lips, and the faint smell of blood spread between his lips and teeth. He didn't know if it was his blood or his.

From the elevator to the apartment, he didn't let her go.

He pressed her against the door panel, his slightly callused fingers slid into the hem of the clothes, and his cool palms rubbed vigorously on her skin.

Her back hurt from being pressed against the hard door panel, Shengge thought there must be a bruise on her back.

Rong Jin's eyes darkened, he bowed his head and bit the slender neck, Sheng Ge raised his head slightly, and his body gradually became limp under his movements.

At this moment, I can't think of anything anymore.

He swears by action what he does.

And her heart was itching and scratching.

Looking at his expression, I suddenly understood something.

She smiled wryly, after what happened in London, is she the only one who can't make it through?
Shengge held his face and leaned over to kiss his lips, feeling a numb pain in his heart: "A Jin, I'm fine."

Rong Jin pulled her away, "Hey, don't move around, let me take it easy."

After that, he turned and walked towards the window.

Shengge watched him take out a cigarette and a lighter from his trousers pocket, and lit them silently.

Curls of smoke entangled his long fingertips, and his face was a little unclear.

It was as if she was seeing him for the first time.

Her eyes dimmed, she picked up the broken steps on the ground, and walked into the bedroom.

The sound of the bedroom door closing rang in his ears, Rong Jin didn't turn around, his eyes were fixed on the cigarette at his fingertips for a long time, until the sparks burned his skin, it was like a dream.

Shengge had already changed into a suit of clothes and came out. She walked behind him, thought about it, and put her arms around his waist.

Rong Jin covered her hand with his big palm, and sighed deeply: "Fool, you will have a reaction in your heart."

She buried her head in his broad back and said nothing.

Rong Jin paused, stubbed out the cigarette, pulled her hand away and hugged her: "It's late, it's time to go to bed."

***
In an elegant coffee shop in Qingcheng.

Two men sat facing each other.

Li Zhen took a sip of his coffee, looked at Rong Jin with a serious face in front of him, and raised the corners of his lips: "Young Master Rong, I don't know why you came here today?"

Rong Jin narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "I should have expected that you are Gu Rugui."

Hearing this, Li Zhen wasn't much moved, he put down his coffee cup slowly: "What's the difference between early and late, anyway, you already know now, I heard that you made my autopsy report back then? "

Rong Jin was silent.

Li Zhen suddenly understood, and he nodded slightly at him: "Thank you, if it weren't for your help, my mother's plan would not have gone so smoothly, but there is one thing I don't understand, why did you help my mother?"

"I never owe favors." He stared at him and said slowly: "Your mother once helped my mother, and I helped her just as a favor from her. Besides, I just issued the autopsy report as usual. The twists and turns have nothing to do with me."

Rong Jin lowered his head and played with his fingers, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth: "It's just that I don't know, how did you get involved with the Rong family, so that you brought trouble on yourself? And it's not just you, even your sister Gu Shengge also almost lost his life because of your relationship. Mr. Gu, don't tell me, you don't know why Geer had an accident in Greece. You should also know that the murderer killed the wrong person. If it wasn't for Annie, this There may no longer be Gu Shengge in the world, I heard that you have always loved yourself, this little sister, is this the way to love you?"

Li Zhen frowned when she heard the words: "For the matter between me and Geer, don't bother Mr. Rong to remind you. If I remember correctly, the Anne that Mr. Rong said is your former lover, right? Are you complaining about her? "

His tone was unusually cold, "Mr. Gu, I thought you knew what I wanted to say."

His tone was a little careless, and Li Zhen's face became more and more unhappy when he heard this: "What exactly do you want to know?"

Rong Jin waited so long for these words, he suddenly looked up at him, and said coldly: "Dare to ask Mr. Gu, where were you on March 25, 28?"

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, causing a wave of waves, the smile on the corner of Li Zhen's lips froze.

(End of this chapter)