Mr. He’s Daily Affections

He Jingyao was about to turn around when he heard this.

He smiled slightly: That's fine.

Xia Xinyu was stunned.

Why don't I just stay here and talk to me directly when you make up your mind?

As he spoke, he looked at the door guarded by his men, raised his eyebrows, and walked over there casually.

Xia Xinyu just stared blankly as He Jingyao passed by her.

There was a section in the middle where He Jingyao frowned slightly, as if he was too close to her.

When Scar Man and the others saw him approaching, they all looked at him as if they were facing a formidable enemy and pointed their guns at him. However, He Jingyao turned a blind eye and calmly walked to the door, opened the door, and walked in.

The dozen or so people all looked at each other.

Is He Jingyao... throwing himself into a trap?

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Su Zhixi vaguely heard movement outside.

But she no longer had the energy to think about what happened, and she didn't even care whether she could be rescued successfully.

The feeling of loneliness and powerlessness welling up from the bottom of her heart completely overwhelmed her.

Su Zhixi sat on the ground, hugging her knees and burying her cheeks in her arms.

She felt that she might not have the strength to look up.

After an unknown amount of time, she heard the squeaking sound again.

After staying there for so long, Su Zhixi has roughly figured out that this place should be an abandoned building complex, so the door is still in its most original state, without paint. Every time it is pushed open, the movement will be very obvious.

Is it Xia Xinyu who came in?

She was supposed to be here to laugh at her? Or, are you simply here to kill her?

Su Zhixi knew that she should pretend to be nonchalant, raised her head, and told Xia Xinyu calmly that she had not achieved her goal.

But……

But she just couldn't do it, it seemed like all her strength had been drained away, and nothing could arouse the slightest emotion in her.

The footsteps seemed unusual.

Every time Xia Xinyu walked in, her steps were messy and urgent, but this time, her steps seemed unusually calm, and her voice was different from Xia Xinyu's.

Maybe they were Xia Xinyu's minions, Su Zhixi guessed.

But she still never raised her head to look.

The footsteps got closer and closer, finally stopping in front of her.

The other person seemed to let out a chuckle.

Su Zhixi thought she heard it wrong, because...she actually felt that this chuckle felt very familiar to her.

Immediately afterwards, a more familiar scent enveloped her. This smell... only belonged to one person in her memory.

She felt that she must have been in a trance, so she had hallucinations.

She said sadly: What do you want to do? Kill or behead him. It's up to you.

With another chuckle, a burning palm fell on the top of her head.

Want to kill or behead him? They don't have the guts yet.

The man's deep voice fell into her ears.

Su Zhixi trembled all over and raised her head suddenly!

What came into view was a handsome face, with dark eyebrows and deep-set eyes. The black eyes contained a bit of heartache and a bit of teasing smile.

She should have been extremely familiar with this face, but now, Su Zhixi could not help but feel dizzy.

Jingyao... After a long time, she uttered these two words in disbelief.

He Jingyao sighed lowly: It's me.

With that said, he put his arms around her shoulders and took her into his arms: Zhixi, don't be afraid, I'm here.