Ruan Qianya couldn't help feeling a pain in her heart, but she still firmly met Luo Qingqing's gaze, and said calmly, "Listen to Mr. Jing's arrangement."

In a word, directly throw this problem to Jing Yihong.

Jing Yihong unconsciously lowered his face, and said expressionlessly: "In that case, let's go together."

Since it is necessary to test, it is natural to take it seriously.

It's just that Ruan Qianya's reaction made him feel as if he had punched the cotton, and he could only endure the pain in his chest, with nowhere to vent.

Ruan Qianya glanced at him lightly, then nodded, "President Jing, put on your clothes first, I'll wait for you outside."

After that, he walked out without stopping.

Luo Qingqing knew that Jing Yihong was only supporting her and wanted to stimulate Ruan Qianya, but so what, she was happy to see the result, as long as it made Ruan Qianya suffer, she could forget the harm they caused her!
In the hotel lobby, as soon as the three of them went downstairs, the manager had already put the prepared breakfast on the dining table.

Along the way, Jing Yihong didn't reject Luo Qingqing's approach, and Luo Qingqing also began to climb up the pole without any shyness.

Ruan Qianya sat opposite the two, eating the food in front of her gracefully, as if she didn't see the intimate interaction between Luo Qingqing and Jing Yihong.

Luo Qingqing cut the fried egg in the bowl into small pieces, brought it to Jing Yihong's mouth with a charming smile, and said softly, "Come and taste it."

Jing Yihong didn't open his mouth, his deep eyes locked on Ruan Qianya, trying to find a little bit of hesitation and panic from her plain eyes.

But Ruan Qianya just glanced indifferently, then continued to lower her head to eat.

Jing Yihong felt a pain in his heart, and a revenge-like mentality came in an instant.

He opened his mouth, swallowed the food Luo Qingqing sent in one gulp, and reached out to stroke Luo Qingqing's hair.

She can't forget him, and if she does, let the pain reawaken her memory.

For an early meal, the three of them had a strange atmosphere.

Ruan Qianya has never shown any anger, but Jing Yihong has nowhere to vent the anger in his heart.

After eating, Luo Qingqing still hooked Jing Yihong's arm, and was going to go back to the company with Jing Yihong directly.

Ruan Qianya stood beside the car, and suddenly reached out to stop her.

Luo Qingqing turned her head to stare at Ruan Qianya, and said maliciously: "Miss Ruan, what are you doing?"

"We're going back to the company, and it's not convenient for Miss Luo to follow."

With that said, she leaned halfway into the car, and was about to close the door.

Luo Qingqing buckled against the car window and leaned towards Ruan Qianya. Her scars, which were already tense, shrank back together in a sinister way, and said with a ferocious face: "Ruan Qianya, how dare you stop me? Boss Jing You didn't speak, what are you?"

Ruan Qianya just slightly raised her eyes and looked at her indifferently, as if looking at an ant, and didn't bother to care about it.

"I'm his secretary. I have the right to make decisions on business matters. What's more, Miss Luo, those who can't see the table, you'd better find your own seat."

Just because she doesn't get angry doesn't mean that others can bully her at will.

Jing Yihong just leaned against the car in silence, watching this scene with great interest.

Luo Qingqing was poked at the pain point, and she had always felt inferior in her heart because she didn't dare to appear in front of the public, but she didn't expect that Ruan Qianya would directly bring it up on the stage and say it now.

Immediately, her face turned pale and pale, she clasped her fingers tightly, and finally let go of the car door, staring at Ruan Qianya with hatred in her heart.

But Ruan Qianya didn't care, as if she didn't feel it, she closed the car door expressionlessly, and told the driver: "Go to the company."

On the way, Jing Yihong turned to look at Ruan Qianya.

How can such a petite body and bright face give birth to such a strong soul?

He recalled the bits and pieces of the two of them in his heart, and couldn't help but want to reach out and get close to Ruan Qianya.

But Ruan Qianya seemed to have sensed it, her body straightened instantly, and she dodged with a movement of her shoulders.

"Mr. Jing, please be careful."

Ah, her tone was indifferent, and there were layers of disgust and guard in her eyes.

Jing Yihong felt pain in his heart, pursed his lips, and withdrew his hand angrily.

After the two left the hotel, Jing Yihong went to the hospital to get bandaged, and it was only then that Ruan Qianya realized that he was injured.

Seeing the messy blood on his back, even the bones could be seen through the skin, and there were some bruises on his body, her heart couldn't help but tighten.

After he told her to leave last night, were those injuries all caused by those people?
The doctor rubbed the medicine on him, while correcting some of his misplaced bones, Jing Yihong didn't make a sound, just looked at Ruan Qianya indifferently, as if the injured person wasn't him at all.

Meeting his gaze, Ruan Qianya's body froze, did he plan to blame her for drugging?
After returning to the company, Ruan Qianya was still as calm as when she first came back. Jing Yihong quietly stared at that face through the blinds, and the pen in his hand seemed to be broken.

The wound on the back still hurts. Could it be that this woman doesn't care about herself so much?

After thinking about it, Jing Yihong made a dark face and made an internal call through the glass.

Ruan Qianya glanced at the phone that rang suddenly beside her, hesitated for a moment before slowly connecting: "Hello?"

"Come in." Jing Yihong said coldly.

Ruan Qianya paused, her red lips parted slightly: "Who is that?"

Those two words immediately made Jing Yihong's anger burn to the extreme, and the dull pain in his heart seemed to spread throughout his body.

He didn't know if Ruan Qianya really forgot his own voice or did it on purpose. He clasped his palms tightly on the phone, paused, and then muffled, "Can't you even hear the boss's voice?" ?”

Hearing this, Ruan Qianya raised her head casually.

There was a transparent glass and half-drawn blinds between the two, so they could clearly see each other's movements.

Ruan Qianya's eyes pierced through her eyes, she was indifferent and even a little impatient, she just let out a muffled "hmm", then hung up the phone and stood up to come over.

Jing Yihong had already lowered his head because of anger, so he missed Ruan Qianya's haggard gaze when he got up.

She didn't know why, when she thought of what Jing Yihong did last night, she couldn't help being sad, and even her body began to resist.

She shook her head, Jing Yihong was her enemy, how could she be distracted?

Ruan Qianya originally thought that Jing Yihong would make things difficult for her, but she just threw a bunch of documents and ordered casually, "Send these documents over."

Ruan Qianya nodded in a daze, and just about to leave, Jing Yihong said again: "Pour me a cup of coffee."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the empty coffee cup on the table and prepared to hand it to Ruan Qianya.

"Isn't your injury fully healed? If you drink coffee, I'm afraid the injury will heal even more slowly." Ruan Qianya said subconsciously, and then realized that something was wrong with her, and she was secretly annoyed.

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