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Ruan Qianya stared fixedly at Shangjing Yihong's dull eyes, slowly raised her hand, and stroked Shangjing Yihong's cheek.

Her heart throbbed, and she was almost out of breath.

She has done too many wrong things during this time and caused too much harm to Jing Yihong, which made her unable to forgive herself.

Ruan Qianya said slowly with a hoarse voice, "Jing Yihong, I'm sorry."

Jing Yihong's eyes were burning, he shook his head vigorously, "No, you didn't apologize to me, and I never blamed you."

"I... I shouldn't have helped Fu Zhirong deal with you, let alone betrayed you, betrayed Qi Sheng..."

"Qianya." Jing Yihong interrupted Ruan Qianya's self-blame, coaxing her softly: "That was not voluntary. If you really want to talk about it, it's my fault that I shouldn't let you go, Fu Zhi Chance to hypnotize you."

Jing Yihong stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Ruan Qianya's eyes, held her hand tightly, and begged in a voice: "Qianya, come back to me."

Ruan Qianya almost blurted out the word "good", but she swallowed it as soon as it reached her mouth.

She broke free from Jing Yihong's hand, tightly pursed her lips together, and shook her head slightly.

She said with difficulty: "No, I have to go back to Fu Zhirong's side."

"Why?" Jing Yihong's heart was shocked, and suddenly he was shocked, and looked at Ruan Qianya in confusion, "Didn't you remember everything?"

"About fashion week, don't you want to snatch the spot back?" Ruan Qianya looked at Jing Yihong intently.

The tears on her face were still wet, and her eye circles were still red, but her eyes were full of resentment and resentment, and there was a desire for revenge in every line.

Jing Yihong's soft eyes fell on her, and he smiled softly, "That's between me and him. As for you, I only hope that you will return to me safely."

For Yu Jing Yihong, nothing is more important than making Ruan Qianya.

"No." Ruan Qianya shook her head stubbornly, "The incident happened because of me, so I should deal with the aftermath. What's more, Fu Zhirong's ambition is not just for this fashion week, what he wants is the whole Qi Sheng."

The time spent by Fu Zhirong's side is not too short, Ruan Qianya clearly understands Fu Zhirong's ambition, and his strength is also worthy of his ambition.

In the contest between Jing Yihong and Fu Zhirong, Jing Yihong does not have the upper hand.

Ruan Qianya was extremely firm in every word: "We should cooperate with each other from the inside and the outside, and treat the person in the same way as the person, so that Fu Zhirong has no chance of turning over."

Ruan Qianya has already made up her mind, and Jing Yihong's persuasion can no longer shake her.

In order not to arouse Fu Zhirong's suspicion, Ruan Qianya must go back as soon as possible.

Before leaving, Ruan Qianya gave him a comforting look at Shangjing Yihong's eyes filled with worry, "Yihong, trust me."

Jing Yihong stood at the window, watching Ruan Qianya leave Qi Sheng and return to Fu Zhirong's control, his heart seemed to be gouged out with a knife, dripping with blood.

Shao Tianqi walked into the office from the outside, looked around suspiciously, and asked blankly: "Where's Chia Ya? I heard from the psychiatrist that she has recovered her memory."

Shao Tianqi walked to Jing Yihong's side, patted him on the shoulder, and teased him in a relaxed tone: "It seems that even if she is hypnotized, she still values ​​you very much in her subconscious."

The expression on Jing Yihong's face was not relaxed, "She has already gone back."

"Go back?" Shao Tianqi was startled suddenly, and looked at Jing Yihong with wide eyes in disbelief, "You won't let her go back to Fu Zhirong's side again, right?"

"En." Jing Yihong's voice was low, and a storm was brewing in his black eyes, "This time, I won't let her stay for too long."

For the harm that Fu Zhirong did to Ruan Qianya, he, Jing Yihong, will pay back every penny!

Ruan Qianya wrapped the windbreaker tightly around her body to resist the cold wind, but she couldn't hide the chill spreading in her heart.

Ruan Qianya clearly remembered what Fu Zhirong had done to her. He hypnotized her, turned her into a tool person at his mercy, instilled in her hatred for Jing Yihong, used her to take revenge on Jing Yihong, and helped He got Qi Sheng.

In the final analysis, to Fu Zhirong, she is just a replaced tool, a sharp weapon to restrain Jing Yihong.It's just that now that she has recovered her memory, she will no longer be used by him in vain.

Ruan Qianya's eyes gradually dimmed, and she wanted to let Fu Zhirong feel betrayed by someone she trusted.

Returning to the hotel in dismay, as soon as she opened the door, she saw Fu Zhirong sitting on the sofa with a livid face, and the aura around her was full of danger.

Her heart tightened suddenly, her footsteps stopped, and an almost imperceptible panic flashed in her eyes, which was instantly covered by calmness.

"Didn't you say you came here at night? Are you done with the company's affairs?" Ruan Qianya asked casually, and walked towards Fu Zhirong.

As soon as he walked in front of him, Fu Zhirong stood up suddenly, clamped Ruan Qianya's jaw, and scanned Ruan Qianya's face with sharp eyes.

"where did you go?"

The pain in the jaw brought tears to Ruan Qianya's eyes, and she looked at Fu Zhirong with fear.

She spoke with difficulty: "Qi Sheng."

Ruan Qianya didn't lie, she knew that even if she lied, she would be exposed by Fu Zhirong, and the truth and falsehood were mixed together, so that she could hide from his caution.

Seeing that she wasn't lying, Fu Zhirong loosened his strength, and continued to ask in a deep voice: "Didn't I tell you to wait for me obediently? Why are you going to Qi Sheng?"

"Jing Yihong wants to fight back. He knows that you have topped Qi Sheng's quota and wants to wait for an opportunity to retaliate. I am worried, so I went to find out."

Fu Zhirong's eyes did not move away from Ruan Qianya's face for a moment, and there was nothing in her eyes except fear for her.

Fu Zhirong let go of her grip, and reached out to caress her cheek.

The touch of her fingertips made Ruan Qianya tremble, and she shrank back subconsciously.

Fu Zhirong's hands froze in the air, he knew that he must have scared her again just now.

Fu Zhirong slowed down his tone, and the ruthlessness around him gradually dissipated, "Qianya, don't be afraid, I'm just too afraid that you will leave me."

"I won't leave you." Ruan Qianya pulled out a faint smile, and said without any emotion: "Here, you are the only one I can trust."

Hearing this, Fu Zhirong smiled with an unknown meaning, "Really? Do you really trust me?"

Thinking of Luo Qingqing's phone call, Fu Zhirong was already suspicious.

Seeing Ruan Qianya's clear eyes, she nodded seriously, Fu Zhirong smiled easily, and changed the subject: "Go and change, I'll take you to dinner."

"Okay." Ruan Qianya responded, turned and walked into the bedroom, and changed into a goose yellow long dress, which made her fairer and more extraordinary.

Ruan Qianya looked at the face with light makeup in the mirror, and the corner of her mouth curled up with a trace of calculation.