You look so beautiful when you cry [Quick Transmigration]

Ahhh.

The wound opened.

The blood that flowed out was about to stain the clothes again.

Han Jing looked down expressionlessly, as drops of crimson liquid fell to the ground.

He has long been accustomed to the shrill voice of a woman.

To this woman, I should not exist.

Han Jing suddenly grinned.

One by one, they all look down on people so much.

Seeing him laughing, the woman was even more enraged, grabbed the ornament and threw it at him.

The crystal ornament hit him, and Han Jing's body was turned blue again.

But he didn't seem to feel the pain, watching the crystals shatter all over the place, some of them were stained with his own blood.

But the housekeeper seemed to have seen nothing, walked in and said, "Mr. Mo's dinner will start soon."

The woman immediately removed the distorted expression, straightened her clothes exaggeratedly, and returned to her room to do the final tidying.

A medical staff came forward and bandaged Han Jing's bleeding wound.

After a while, the woman with exquisite makeup came downstairs and led Han Jing, who could not be seen injured, into the car.

Han Jing looked down at his suit and smiled.

The power of the Mo family cannot be doubted, and the dinner was gorgeous and luxurious.

The woman was smiling and chatting with others, while Han Jing sat quietly aside, suddenly felt a little out of breath, so he walked to the platform on the second floor.

The evening breeze caressed his face gently, and Han Jing closed his eyes slightly.

But soon, he opened his eyes and looked at the familiar figure.

A boy about his age walked into the pool, regardless of the wet clothes on his body, he picked up the handkerchief that was blown away by the wind.

Han Jing looked down at the young man smiling and handing a handkerchief to a girl, his eyes were clear and flawless.

With an inexplicable smile, Han Jing licked his dry lips.

What a kind little prince.

You can be so gentle with that kind of person, but why do you say that kind of thing to me.

Could it be that I can't compare to that kind of woman.

Obviously it was so easy to coax before.

Han Jing stretched out his hand to cover the figure, and then slowly tightened his fingers, as if he could grab that person.

As if aware of his gaze, the man raised his head to look at him, and then the smile on his face froze and became a little complicated.

But in the end, she made up her mind and walked towards him.

Han Jing put down his hand and suddenly felt better.

Mo Xi didn't change his wet clothes, as if he was afraid that he would not be found, he hurried to him.

"Han Jing, you..."

The purpose of this dinner was to ask Han Jing clearly about Su Qiao.

Mo Xi was really worried about Su Qiao, so he suppressed his resistance to Han Jing and talked to him.

"Do you know a little boy named Su Qiao?"

After saying these words, Han Jing's eyes darkened.

It turned out that he talked to him because of that man named Su Qiao?

"do not know."

This is the truth. In this world, Father Han didn't adopt Su Qiao, and Han Jing naturally didn't know him either.

Mo Xi had already investigated, but he still didn't give up and wanted to ask Han Jing face to face, trying to find him through the original official connections.

Hearing Han Jing's denial, Mo Xi felt worried.

"Why do you think I'll know you?" Han Jing smiled, as if he couldn't remember what Mo Xi said to himself before, "Compared to that, tomorrow is my birthday, do you want to come to my house?"

Mo Xi's gaze trembled.

On Han Jing's 16th birthday, in his previous life, his parents had an accident.

They need to be saved.

"Young Master Mo? Can you?" Han Jing urged.

"En." Mo Xi replied subconsciously, not seeing the light in Han Jing's eyes, and was already immersed in tomorrow's plan.

Han Jing watched Moxi leave in a hurry, and for some reason he felt a little...happy?

He hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time.

A little... Looking forward to tomorrow.

..............................................................................

The setting sun is like blood.

Han Jing stood in front of the window, watching the sun sink into the horizon bit by bit.

He stood by the window and waited before dawn for a whole day.

He didn't wait for him, but saw the woman who was supposed to be the 'mother' come back in a car.

The negative emotions accumulated in my heart for more than ten years surged up in an instant.

It's just...enough.

The knife that had been clutched in his hand gleamed coldly.

If you poke a few holes in that woman, will the blood that flows out make you not so cold anymore?

Since you don't want me anymore, then I don't want you either.

After making this decision, Han Jing relaxed for some reason, and even hummed an unknown tune softly.

He followed the woman with brisk steps and walked into her room.

like a dream.

It seemed to be only a few seconds, but he remembered all the details clearly.

The woman's screams, struggles, and the blood splattered on his body.

Han Jing blushed, feeling as if the blood in his body was burning, and the demon in his heart was awakened, and he only felt excited.

So warm.

It turns out that these red liquids are so warm.

The temperature made him dizzy, but he was never satisfied.

But it was still cold.

He didn't look at the woman who couldn't move any more, stood up somewhat dispiritedly, and walked out of the room.

Whenever it was his birthday, the woman would throw a tantrum, so she gave the servants a holiday, and there was no one else in the villa at this time.

It should be like this.

"Father."

Seeing the man in the hall, Han Jing pulled out a bright smile.

Seeing his blood-covered appearance, the man just frowned, and quickly figured out the ins and outs.

Although he doesn't like that woman, the Han family needs an heir.

Han Jing didn't care about the man's choice, he was still smiling.

The man finally made his decision.

"It's not an example."

Han Jing's smile widened, as if he had mentioned it unintentionally.

"I have an appointment with Mo Shao. I don't know if he will come."

The man frowned in disgust, as if he couldn't bear the bloody smell on Han Jing's body.

"Boss Mo's family went abroad this morning, and they didn't even know they were tricked."

Han Jing narrowed his eyes, as if he didn't care, still smiling brightly.

That's right.

So, he ran away.

but it does not matter.

I will get you back.

Moshi.

The author has something to say:

Moxi (shuddering): Change, pervert...

Han Jing (bright smile): Just wait, Young Master Mo.

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