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

Ruan Qianya's face turned cold when she thought that he had already made Luo Qingqing pregnant, and was entangled with Anna and herself.

Jing Yihong is really cold and ruthless, especially when he treats women, he is even more ruthless.

Although she hated Luo Qingqing and Anna, she also sympathized with them being played and applauded by Jing Yihong without knowing it.

And she herself reminded herself from time to time to be sober, not to be captured by his occasional tenderness, especially the emotions he showed to her after he was drunk were also disguised to deceive her.

Jing Yihong added a cup of hot water to Ruan Qianya, only to find that her expression was a little cold, the brilliance in her eyes just now when he was talking about the recipes was gone, replaced by a lifeless look.

Jing Yihong frowned: "Why do you look so bad?"

Ruan Qianya turned her face slightly, turned her head to look at the figure of Luo Qingqing leaning over and vomiting in the opposite cubicle, and asked Jing Yihong softly: "Couldn't Mr. Jing come over and say hello?"

She didn't believe that she could hear Luo Qingqing's voice so clearly that Jing Yihong would not be able to hear it.

Jing Yihong leaned back slightly, leaning on the back of the chair, "Since it's a coincidence, I don't think there is any need to say hello, after all, we came to Yancheng to deal with business."

He said it was for business, but he wasn't in a hurry at all.

Ruan Qianya is very suspicious of his real purpose of coming to Yancheng this time.

She could no longer hear Luo Qingqing's morning sickness at the next table, and stood up with a cold face.

Jing Yihong glanced at her: "Where are you going?"

"Bathroom." After dropping three words, Ruan Qianya opened the bamboo curtain and walked out.

The bamboo curtain was not completely sealed, and Ruan Qianya could vaguely see Luo Qingqing at the opposite table, and Luo Qingqing naturally noticed Ruan Qianya's departure.

Not long after Ruan Qianya went to the bathroom, Luo Qingqing got up and followed her out.

Jing Yihong, Luo Qingqing left in a hurry, his eyes lowered, and a look of narrowness flashed in his eyes.

It would be good to stimulate Chia Yaduo, maybe this will allow her to discern how important she is in her heart.

Jing Yihong didn't consider how much damage Ruan Qianya's stimulation would do to her already fragile mind. 
As soon as Ruan Qianya stepped on the water pump in the bathroom, she heard a person walk in hastily from the cubicle.

As soon as the man entered the compartment, he began to vomit overwhelmingly.

Listening to that familiar voice, Ruan Qianya realized that the person in the cubicle next to her was Luo Qingqing.

Luo Qingqing's morning sickness reaction was very strong, Ruan Qianya frowned slightly, and her heart slowly tugged.

Naturally, she thought of her own children.

The severe pain spread over her heart, and the sound of Luo Qingqing's vomiting next to her was like a sharp knife, bit by bit passing through the softest part of her heart.

Ruan Qianya could almost feel blood dripping from her heart, and the severe pain quickly spread all over her limbs along her heart. She subconsciously bit her lips hard.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of vomiting in the next compartment stopped.

Hearing the sound of pumping water, Ruan Qianya's breathing returned to normal.

The light high heels of the woman gradually faded away, Ruan Qianya took a deep breath, unlocked the door lock of the compartment, and then walked out.

Standing in front of the mirror of the washstand, Ruan Qianya saw her pale face.

She raised her fingers and rubbed the corners of her eyes, her fingertips suddenly felt a little cold.

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Ruan Qianya felt astonished and shocked.

Just now in the cubicle, for a moment she really felt that she was so uncomfortable that she was about to die.

She lied to herself that this painful feeling was because she thought of her child from Luo Qingqing's morning sickness, not because she felt uncomfortable because Luo Qingqing was pregnant.

Turning on the faucet vigorously, Ruan Qianya scooped up a handful of cold water, and slapped it on her face suddenly. Only then did her spirit become clear, but her sanity did not recover.

After wiping off the water on her face, Ruan Qianya returned to her place of eating.

Before she opened the bamboo curtain, she took a special look at the seat where Luo Qingqing was sitting just now, only to find that the seat was empty.

Ruan Qianya frowned, pointed to the position, and asked, "Where is the person?"

"Let's go." Jing Yihong replied lightly.

"Leaving?" Ruan Qianya suddenly felt incredible, the food on their table had just been served.

"Maybe it's because the food doesn't suit your appetite, or maybe it's because you're really unwell."

Hearing Jing Yihong's understatement, Ruan Qianya couldn't help but glance at him, his expression was indifferent, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.

Ruan Qianya sneered in her heart, she didn't expect Jing Yihong to have any intentions at all.

Every woman he tries to get close to has a goal he wants to achieve, including himself.

As soon as she thought of this, Ruan Qianya felt a little stuffy in her heart.

She sat down on the chair, called the waiter, and asked, "Is there any wine?"

Jing Yihong gave her a meaningful look.

The waiter nodded: "Our store doesn't sell beer and red wine, only Huadiao and Nurhong."

"Hua Diao, I'm sorry." Ruan Qianya didn't have a deep knowledge of wine, and she was even less familiar with rice wine.

"Okay, come right away." The waiter returned shortly after leaving with a delicate little jar.

"Ma'am, your wine." After putting the small jar on the table, the waiter turned and walked out.

Ruan Qianya opened the seal of the altar, without asking Jing Yihong if he would like to drink or not, she just poured it into the cup.

Jing Yihong pressed her hand and reminded, "Take it on."

Ruan Qianya ignored his words at all, shifted her hand, and slowly poured the wine from the altar into the bone china cup.

The translucent and white glass wall against the slightly yellowed liquor is very clear and transparent.

Ruan Qianya picked up the cup without hesitation and drank it down.

The bouquet is rich and fragrant, but the aftertaste is also bitter.

Ruan Qianya frowned tightly.

"Hua Diao doesn't drink like this." Jing Yihong brought her quilt directly, then grabbed a few plums from the gift plate and put them into the glass, poured the wine, and handed the glass to her.

Ruan Qianya didn't say a word, picked up the cup and poured it down her throat.

Adding Huadiao plum, the aftertaste is moderately sweet and sour, and the fragrance of plum blossom is blended into the bitterness of the wine, making the aftertaste more mellow. 
Ruan Qianya couldn't stop after drinking like this.

Jing Yihong knew how much she could drink.

In the past, it was rare to see her drink so recklessly, but now seeing the indelible depression between her brows, Jing Yihong probably knows where her melancholy comes from.

Jing Yihong squinted his eyes calmly, watching her drink one cup after another.

He knew that Ruan Qianya's subconscious would not be indifferent to him.

She still has her own in her heart, that's why she was stimulated by Luo Qingqing's performance just now, so wantonly drinking away her worries.