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

Shao Tianqi couldn't help asking him: "Didn't I tell you about the Fashion Week? Why did you bring her back in such a hurry?"

Jing Yihong's face was cold, he picked up his luggage and walked out without saying a word.

Shao Tianqi pursued him relentlessly: "What's the matter, is something wrong? Did you two have a dispute?"

Jing Yihong still didn't respond. If there was a dispute between him and Ruan Qianya, and Ruan Qianya resolutely chose to leave with Fu Zhirong, he might feel more comfortable in his heart.

But they didn't quarrel, and even on the return plane, Ruan Qianya acquiesced that he leaned on her shoulder the whole way, but when she was faced with a choice, she still chose Fu Zhirong without hesitation.

"Tell me, you..."

"Why do you talk so much?" Jing Yihong gave Shao Tianqi a cold look, and walked out with his luggage without looking back.

Shao Tianqi still stood there in a daze for a while, what did he say?

When he suddenly realized, Jing Yihong had already gone a long way.

"It's not because I care about you that I talk too much. I'm really kind enough to treat you like a donkey... Hey, wait for me!" Shao Tianqi quickly chased after him.

Fu Zhirong's car was parked outside the waiting hall. After Ruan Qianya got into the car, she looked sideways into the waiting hall, as if looking for someone.

It was not her real intention to leave with Fu Zhirong, she chose to go back with Fu Zhirong just to prove whether what Jing Yihong said was true.

Fu Zhirong sat in the cab, followed her gaze and looked over, with a dangerous smile on the corner of his mouth: "Why, you don't really fall in love with Jing Yihong, do you?"

Ruan Qianya came to her senses when she heard the words, quickly retracted her gaze, sat upright, and stared at the front: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Her voice was cool, "How could I fall in love with my enemy."

As soon as Ruan Qianya finished speaking, Fu Zhirong's body suddenly leaned towards her, directly pressing her down on the co-pilot's seat.

"Really?" he asked amusedly.

Ruan Qianya felt guilty for no reason, but she still replied firmly and directly: "Of course."

She didn't hesitate at all, nor did she avoid Fu Zhirong's eyes.

Fu Zhirong's eyes ran over her expression inch by inch, and after finding nothing abnormal, he leaned back: "Nothing is the best."

Ruan Qianya let out a long breath, and slowly let go of her tightly held hands, the palms of which were already drenched in cold sweat.

She quietly wiped the sweat from her palms on the hem of her clothes.

Fu Zhirong focused on starting the engine, and didn't notice her small movements, as if he asked casually: "Going to Yancheng, are you tired?"

"Not tired." Ruan Qianya shook her head.

Fu Zhirong looked at the mirror and reversed the car, "Didn't it mean that Yancheng's subsidiary had a problem, shouldn't it be very busy to deal with the accident?"

Ruan Qianya remembered what Jing Yihong said to herself in the hospital, that Fu Zhirong and Luo Qingqing colluded in everything, and designed herself to cause Luo Qingqing to have a miscarriage.

Through the rearview mirror, Ruan Qianya glanced at Fu Zhirong's eyes, and replied in a flat tone: "We haven't had time to go to Qi Sheng's subsidiary in Yancheng."

"Oh?" Fu Zhirong pretended to be ignorant of everything, "Why didn't you go?"

"Something happened this morning, and Jing Yihong brought me back."

Fu Zhirong asked again: "What's the matter?"

"Yesterday, Jing Yihong and I met Luo Qingqing at dinner." Ruan Qianya tentatively finished speaking, then secretly looked at Fu Zhirong's reaction from the corner of her eye.

Fu Zhirong's expression remained calm: "Who is Luo Qingqing...?"

"It's the woman who ate with Jing Yihong at the Yunding restaurant that night. At that time, she told Jing Yihong that she had Jing Yihong's child." Ruan Qianya asked him intentionally: "You probably don't know Luo Qingqing, right? "

"I have an impression," Fu Zhirong said, "After all, there are too many women around Jing Yihong. If I mention one at first, I may not remember clearly."

Ruan Qianya's perception is still very keen, and with Fu Zhirong's attention to Jing Yihong, it is impossible for him not to remember Luo Qingqing.

Unless he is deliberately covering up.

"It's strange to say that Jing Yihong told me that he never told anyone about his going to Yancheng. How did Luo Qingqing follow him to Yancheng?" Ruan Qianya raised her chin, pretending to be in deep thought .

"Jing Yihong told you?" Fu Zhirong repeated Ruan Qianya's words, and sneered: "Now, do you believe what he said so much? You believe him when he said he didn't tell anyone?"

"I think there's really no need for him to lie to me about this kind of thing."

After a moment of silence, Fu Zhirong nodded: "Yes, there is no need."

"Don't you just ask me, what did Luo Qingqing do in Yancheng?"

"She is Jing Yihong's person, and she chased Jing Yihong to Yancheng because she wanted to have something happen with Jing Yihong, right?"

Ruan Qianya raised her hand and gently pinned the broken hair from her temples behind her ears: "You underestimate this woman too much. The purpose of her going to Yancheng is to frame me."

Fu Zhirong didn't speak, but pursed his thin lips and stared intently ahead, as if concentrating on driving, quietly waiting for Ruan Qianya's next words.

Ruan Qianya continued: "Early this morning, I heard Luo Qingqing and Jing Yihong talking outside the room. When I went out, Luo Qingqing let Jing Yihong leave first."

Recalling the scene at that time again, Ruan Qianya felt that something was wrong.

At that time, she had just woken up, and her brain was in a chaotic state, so her senses were not so clear.

The voice that Luo Qingqing talked to at that time was hollow and long, as if played by an electronic device, and the silhouette of "Jing Yihong" she saw, thinking about it now, doesn't really look like Jing Yihong .

Combined with Jing Yihong's reaction in the hospital later, Ruan Qianya can almost conclude that the person talking to Luo Qingqing is not Jing Yihong at all.

The purpose of Luo Qingqing's doing this was to irritate herself, so that she could find an opportunity to push her down and cause her to have a miscarriage.

"Jing Yihong left, and then?" Maybe Ruan Qianya didn't speak for a long time, so Fu Zhirong asked.

Hearing his voice, Ruan Qianya came back to reality from the memory: "Later when I went out, Luo Qingqing had an argument with me. During the argument, I accidentally pushed her down."

When Ruan Qianya said this, she had been secretly observing Fu Zhirong's reaction, and Fu Zhirong also had a look of astonishment on his face: "Then what happened afterwards, is her child alright?"

Ruan Qianya didn't know whether it was because of his great acting skills, or because he really didn't know about Luo Qingqing, but the expression on his face didn't reveal the slightest flaw.

"Luo Qingqing's child had a miscarriage."

Fu Zhirong frowned fiercely: "Then Jing Yihong didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"