Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 894 What is your relationship?
"Master Nangong..."

"Uncle, you should call me Gong Jing!" Nangong Jing interrupted with a frown, as if she didn't like his politeness very much.

Yang Hui paused for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and said lightly: "Okay, Gong Jing, that uncle just said it straight. Recently, you have been with Jun Xi frequently. I want to ask, what is the relationship between you two?"

Nangong Jing's eyes were as deep as an ancient well, and the brows of Qingshi were tired, and seemed a little irritable. She rubbed the center of her brows, but didn't speak...

Yang Hui's deep eyes never moved away from his face, seeing him in a daze, Yang Hui called softly: "Gong Jing..."

"Uncle, do you know Yang Feixue?" Nangong Jing said suddenly, a trace of sadness flashed in her dark eyes.

Yang Hui was taken aback when he heard the name. Jian Junxi had mentioned it to them before, and they knew each other in Lushui Villa.

What he couldn't understand was why he suddenly mentioned Yang Feixue?Did he really find out that Jian Junxi was her, Yang Feixue?
He stared at Nangong Jing for a while, but judging from his expression, he didn't look like her, so he pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Do you know her?"

"Well, she is my second uncle's apprentice!" Nangong Jing's deep gaze also did not leave Yang Hui's face, so she did not miss the flickering fear in his eyes.

Yang Hui nodded silently, and asked puzzledly, "Does your matter have anything to do with her?"

Nangong Jing narrowed her eyes slightly, her black cut pupils exuded a cheetah-like brilliance, and the corners of her lips tugged slightly: "Indirect relationship, because of Yang Feixue, that's why I'm looking for Jian Junxi..."

Yang Hui clenched his hands subconsciously, and looked into his troubled eyes. He was inexplicably flustered, because his aura was too strong.

His whole body exuded the arrogance and indifference of a king, as if everything in the world could not be out of his palm, the oppressive feeling made him feel that the air was very thin.

Pursing her lips, she said calmly: "Yang Feixue and he are considered to be from the same family, but five years ago, their family..."

"Uncle, you don't have to lie to me that she passed away, we met..." Nangong Jing Youyou interrupted.

His words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and Yang Hui's back was stiffened, his dark eyes were full of astonishment and horror.

He never thought that Jian Junxi could be so bold, and asked with a look of horror: "When did it happen?"

"The day before you go on a trip!" Nangong Jing's eyes flashed brightly, her slender legs crossed, and her movements were indescribably noble and elegant.

Surprise flashed across Yang Hui's dark eyes, and he asked in a deep voice, "That day at the entrance of the mall? Then what happened afterwards?"

"Jian Junxi put a mist in the room, and when I wake up, I won't be able to find her again..." His voice contained regret.

"Room? Did you meet at the hotel?" Yang Hui asked speculatively.

"Hmm..." Nangong Jing squeezed out the word from her throat with a chill.

"Then you guys...?" Yang Hui thought of a certain possibility, the hairs all over his body stood up, his forehead was cold, and a layer of cold sweat formed on his back.

Nangong Jing was silent for a moment, her deep eyes turned to the blue sky, as if remembering something sad, her eyes became more and more empty.

She said in a hoarse voice: "She used her first time to repay my second uncle's kindness, and since then she has settled with me, and asked me not to embarrass Jian Junxi..."

After Yang Hui finished listening, the muffled thunder in his head exploded, his pale face became even uglier, and he lowered his head to hide the tears in his eyes.

A heart is like a sharp knife constantly scratching until the blood is blurred, and the big hand subconsciously clenched into a fist, like anger, hatred, and helplessness...

(End of this chapter)