Wrong Marriage Surprise Marriage: Jing Shao Chasing His Wife, Please Line Up

Lao Xing's complexion also changed, not because he didn't trust Ruan Qianya, but because he felt that under such an occasion, the actions of the young mistress and Mr. Lu seemed too intimate...

However, in order to dispel Jing Yihong's suspicion, he still bent down and defended Ruan Qianya respectfully in his ear, "Master, maybe something happened to Young Mistress, should we go and help Young Mistress?"

"Help? Oh, don't you see that the two of them have forgotten where they are? If you go over now, won't you disturb their good business!"

Jing Yihong's voice was a bit gloomy, and anyone who knew him knew that at this moment, he was already on the verge of rage.

"Master, maybe there is some misunderstanding here, I just saw..."

"go back!"

Jing Yihong couldn't stand it anymore, his eyes were scarlet, his fists were clenched fiercely, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, and the roots were distinct.

Although Lao Xing wanted to say a few words for Ruan Qianya, facing Jing Yihong's anger, he didn't dare to say another word, so he could only obediently push the wheelchair and walk out...

"Well, the remaining oil stains can't be wiped clean, why don't you tell me the price, and I'll transfer the money to you later."

Looking at the large stains that had faded away, Ruan Qianya pursed her lips and said with a heartache.

"I even said no, if you have to pay, then pay me a meal."

Lu Xiyan clenched his fists, trying to ignore the irregular heartbeat.

But he didn't know, the more he reminded himself, the more restless he felt!
"How can I do that? I..."

"Ruan Qianya, I believe you don't want to keep entangled with me, so why do you force yourself?"

Lu Xiyan smiled wryly, obviously the trouble had been so unpleasant before, how could she have other thoughts about him just because she rubbed his body with oil stains?

Therefore, he simply made it clear that he no longer had any expectations of her in his heart!
Ruan Qianya froze for a moment, then frowned unconsciously.

She has always been a person who has a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, and discusses matters on a case-by-case basis. If she stains his clothes, she should pay for it and be responsible, but he doesn't seem to think so.

"Oh, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you."

Her hesitation hurt Lu Xiyan's heart again, he curled his lips coldly, and his eyes were colored with hatred again.

Before Ruan Qianya could react, he had already turned around and left. She felt a little baffled, but judging from his appearance, he should have given up on her.

This is also good, and it will save you embarrassment when you meet again in the future.

After figuring this out, she no longer struggled with it, but silently remembered that she had soiled his clothes. She decided to focus on the competition first. As for the repayment of the money, she would wait until she returned home.

"How about the company?"

Jing Yihong was sitting by the balcony, typing the Enter key on the keyboard with his long and slender hands, with an unprecedented melancholy in his brows.

He never worried about any problems in the company, because no matter where other people are, all the company's movements are under his control.

But now, he is very upset, so subconsciously, he wants to care about the company's situation.

"Everything is fine, but it's you, who appeared as Jing Yihong this time, did it cause a stir?" The other party quickly replied to the message, and in words, it seemed that they knew his identity very well.

"Heh, what kind of sensation can a useless cripple cause?"

Jing Yihong curled his lips coldly, thinking of Jing Chen's arrogance and rudeness to him, his whole body instantly exuded a gloomy and frightening aura.

Shao Tianqi in front of the computer was stunned for a moment, then his brows twitched fiercely.

Jing Yihong has always been a person who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, but now that he suddenly sent such a sentence, he was a little surprised.

Thinking of something, he suddenly tapped the keyboard gossipingly, "Are you angry with Miss Ruan? I feel that your tone is not very good."

Now the only one who can make Jing Yihong's mood unstable is that woman!

Looking at the words on the screen, Jing Yihong frowned, and he couldn't help asking himself, is he angry with Ruan Qianya?

Not counting, he just... Seeing their backs together, he feels inexplicably uncomfortable.

Unable to sort out his thoughts and having nowhere to vent, he could only clenched his fists irritably and sat in front of the computer with a frosty face.

"Master, the coffee you want."

Lao Xing came in knocking on the door with freshly brewed coffee.

Jing Yihong frowned, subconsciously closed the computer, and said in a cold and low voice, "Put it here."

Sensing that he was in a bad mood, Lao Xing respectfully put the coffee on the small table aside, then stood aside with his head bowed.

Jing Yihong felt a little bored, he pursed his lips, and said awkwardly, "Is the young mistress back?"

"Back to the young master, not yet, how about I go and have a look?"

Lao Xing asked cautiously, for fear of touching his scales.

"...No need, since that woman likes to get entangled with Lu Xiyan so much, let her do it!" Jing Yihong growled a little angrily.

He didn't realize that at this moment, he was a bit like a jealous husband.

"Master, I think we must have misread it. We were so far away at that time, maybe Young Mistress was just talking to Mr. Lu." Lao Xing held back a smile and whispered.

It was the first time he saw the young master like this!
"Oh, read it wrong? I'm not blind yet!"

When he thought of her "shy" lowering her head and leaning against Lu Xiyan at that time, he couldn't calm down.

"Master..."

Before Lao Xing opened his mouth, Ruan Qianya's voice suddenly sounded: "Jing Yihong, why did you leave early?"

She said that she couldn't find him at the banquet, so she came back early.

Jing Yihong kept a cold face and didn't speak, Lao Xing shook his head secretly, then explained with a light smile, "Probably because I sat for too long today, the young master felt his legs a little numb just now, so I pushed him back first."

"Are your legs numb?" Ruan Qianya frowned, subconsciously went around and squatted down in front of him, "You still play on the computer if your legs are numb?"

Her tone was slightly unhappy, even without his consent, she handed his computer to Lao Xing, "You go and help the young master prepare some hot water, and I will squeeze him to invigorate his blood."

Some time ago, she searched the Internet for some information about acupuncture points on her legs, hoping to help him.

"I'm fine, I don't need any blood!"

Jing Yihong's face was sullen, and he didn't want her to touch him at all.

It's just that she didn't seem to hear it, and just kneaded it on her own, with moderate strength, and it didn't take long for him to forget his original intention.

"I don't know what you're awkward about, but no matter what, you shouldn't make fun of your body."

Ruan Qianya kneaded seriously, and there was a deep sense of helplessness in what she said.

She was worried that he would not be able to receive good care when he came, but now it seems that her concerns are right!

Jing Yihong looked away awkwardly, something flashed quickly in his dark jade-colored eyes.