Chapter 370 He Is Actually... She Is?

His heart hurts a lot, he unconsciously caressed his chest, not understanding why his heart hurts?

And it's getting more and more painful, it seems that even breathing is hurting, the deep eyes are full of shock, astonishment and panic...

"Nangong Jing, please remember, from now on, I, Jian Junxi, and you... are irreconcilable. The harm you caused me today, in the future, I will get back hundreds of times from you!"

The weak tone, the words that were spoken were still so cold that there was no warmth, and cold sweat was streaming down the handsome face with uncontrollable anger.

Her body hurt very much, but her heart hurt even more. Endless sadness flooded her body, and her eyes suddenly turned into desperate hatred...

She hated her incompetence... hated herself for not being strong enough... hated her kindness at that moment...

"Mr. Jian, there's no need to make such a fuss. I can compensate you for what you need, or you can beat this brat!" Mr. Nangong lowered his eyes and persuaded him earnestly.

The eyes were full of irritability, just now, granddaughter Windsor came to him and told him that she fell in love with a boy named Jian Junxi, and said that she would not marry unless he was the one.

This has not been discussed yet, just like this, he can't ruin his granddaughter's happiness.

There was a sneer on the corner of Jian Junxi's lips, remembering what Nangong Jing had said to him, she didn't believe the curse of the Nangong family.

However, seeing Nangong Jing's obsession with Yang Feixue so far, she believed it, and the anxious look of the old man made her believe it even more...

Without answering Mr. Nangong's words, he put away all his hostility, and the sharp corners of his lips curved deeper and deeper, like a devil, with a hint of provocation.

Turning around and staggering forward, after turning around, a burst of mist suddenly appeared in the bottom of her eyes, blurring her vision, clenching her teeth tightly and not allowing herself to think too much.
Holding on to her chest, she endured the pain and continued to move forward, but the huge pain still made her break out in cold sweat, but she kept telling herself.

The future is long, and one day, you will definitely get it back...

Ouyang Yi wanted to catch up, but he held back when he saw old man Ouyang shaking his head, but old man Nangong was still not at ease after watching her leave.

Then he said anxiously to Ouyang Yi: "Hurry up, follow up quickly, don't let him have any trouble, and persuade him well, you know?"

Ouyang Yi nodded, and glanced at the motionless Nangong Jing, only to see that his gaze never moved away from her, and there was a confusion in his eyes that he could not understand.

He was puzzled, what happened between them?While running, I thought, didn't he just return to China?How could there be such a big grievance between them?
"Brother Xi..." Accompanied by his yelling, old man Nangong walked up to Nangong Jing and asked angrily, "I have studied abroad for five years, is this the result of your study?"

Nangong Jing was yelled back to his senses. However, what he thought about was not the old man's scolding, but why did his heart ache when he saw him sad?
And why is his aura so similar to hers?And her defensive movements, attacking vital positions, especially, her cold and ruthless eyes...

The surprised look in his eyes when he saw him for the first time in the morning, and the "Gong Jing" he blurted out flashed in his mind, he obviously knew himself.
It is absolutely impossible to be what she said, a bold idea suddenly popped up in his head, this Jian Junxi, he is actually... is her?

(End of this chapter)

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