divorce?Think beautifully!

Jiang Jiang had never seen Chu Heng so frightened.

They have known each other for many years and have always been good friends. Even if the confession failed, Chu Heng always loved and loved her as his younger sister.

As for the last catastrophe, it had nothing to do with Chu Heng. He was almost taken away. Jiang Jiang never blamed him, or even anyone.

From the beginning to the end, it is difficult to have a good result when being targeted.

Jiang Jiang lowered his eyes and listened to Chu Heng teach her how to do it, step by step. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the shaking of his hands on his knees, and his heart couldn't help but feel sore.

No matter what... She no longer has the right to obtain and pursue happiness, and it is a matter of gratitude to be able to stay by Chu Heng's side and help him.

"I remember."

Jiang Jiang nodded and started calling Fang Yan.

No one heard.

She took off her coat and handed it over to the servant. She sat on the sofa in a simple white long sweater dress and dialed it out over and over again.

Has been no answer.

"Don't worry," Jiang Jiang looked at Chu Heng on the opposite side who was getting more and more irritable, and couldn't help but comfort him: "My brother probably didn't see it. If he sees my call, he will definitely call back."

For a long time, Fang Yan had an inexplicable debt to her. Even though she didn't remember the past and repeatedly stated that it was unnecessary to do so, Fang Yan remained the same as usual without any change.

Jiang Jiang bit her lip, knowing in her heart that she was holding on to Fang Yan's debt to help Chu Heng.

To this day, for her, if she had to talk about the closeness of these two people, she would naturally... still choose Chu Heng without hesitation.

Chu Heng... Chu Heng.

She bit her lip, took a deep breath, turned around and went to the balcony, took back Chu Heng's shoes, and put them at his feet.

"Although the heating is sufficient in the room, you have to wear shoes."

The young man covered his face and let out a long sigh.

His mood turned from agitation to depression, Ruyan stepped on his shoes, his eyes were a little red.

The surroundings gradually fell into silence.

Jiang Jiang's performance was unusually calm.

She felt that things... were indeed strange.

Fang Yan is probably clear about the past relationship between her and Chu Heng, but he should also be clear that it is clear and has nothing to do with it.

Compared with her debts, this old involvement, she is sure...Fang Yan will not hide it from her.

"Chu Heng!"

It wasn't until she smelled the smell of smoke that she looked up in astonishment, only to find that Chu Heng had lit a cigarette, leaned on the sofa, with his head half down, and an inexplicable shadow cast over his face.

"Don't do this..."

She looked a little worried.

This man rarely smokes.

Before returning to China, I would smoke once or twice when playing with friends, but it was not frequent and there was no addiction. After returning to China, I seldom smoked, unless the mood was particularly bad.

Just like now.

After all, Fang Yan's heart is not good, and he can't smell the smell of smoke. When Chu Heng is with him, he will be very concerned about his physical condition.

"I want to know where he is."

Chu Heng raised his head, his face was expressionless, but his eyes were scarlet, and he muttered to himself: "I always have a bad feeling, I... I always feel that something will happen to him, but he doesn't tell me."

"I know that he...he has clearly given up on me, but this...what's going on?"

"In his heart...he didn't have me in the first place."

Amidst the smog, Jiang Jiang, who was choking, couldn't help coughing.

At this moment, Mian Mian, who had been thrown on the small balcony, woke up and found her after smelling it.

The angry dog ​​stopped at the door and growled.

Very angry.

When Chu Heng saw it, he quickly pinched his cigarette, sniffed, and beckoned to it, "Come here."

It didn't move, and then swung its tail and howled a few times to express its anger.

fraud!big liar!

Chu Heng's voice was a little choked up, he bent his lips, but his smile was uglier than crying, he opened his arms, his throat was a little hoarse: "Come here, stupid dog."

"Come here for a hug."

Flicking his tail, he threw himself on the sofa aggressively, stretched out his front paws, and pressed Chu Heng's head with a serious dog face.

"Wow wow wow wow!"

Seeing this, Jiang Jiang couldn't help laughing: "It seems to be teaching you a lesson."

Chu Heng hugged it, buried his face in its soft fur, and complained softly: "I think it is scolding me..."

He must have scolded him for saying nothing, and clearly agreed to sleep with it, but when he woke up, he disappeared again.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Mian Mian barked at Chu Heng for a while, with one paw resting on his shoulder and the other on the top of his head, majestic.

Jiang Jiang couldn't help laughing out loud.

Just then, her cell phone rang.

Chu Heng looked over, looking expectantly, as if his acupuncture points had been tapped.

Jiang Jiang glanced at him, then at the phone, and was also taken aback.

"Shh..."

She made a hissing gesture, pressed connect, and switched her voice to hands-free.

Chu Heng also made a booing gesture to Mianmian.

Unexpectedly, Mianmian ignored him at all, slapped his hand down with one paw, and still stared at him with a serious face.

Chu Heng had no choice but to hold it and pat it on the back to appease its emotions, fearing that the stupid dog would make noise halfway.

"Jiang Jiang."

Hands-free, the man's voice seemed extraordinarily empty, weak and hoarse, and he could hear it, and he couldn't even speak.

"Did you find me?"

There are more than a dozen missed calls on the mobile phone. If there is no urgent matter, this should not be the case.

"Well," Jiang Jiang was a little nervous, glanced at Chu Heng, and quickly answered, "Where are you?"

It seems that this is really... the first time to do this kind of thing.

The person on the other end of the phone paused, and seemed to be coughing slightly.

He didn't answer Jiang Jiang's words, but avoided it cleverly, and asked instead, "Is there anything important?"

Jiang Jiang didn't get the answer, so he couldn't help looking at Chu Heng.

Chu Heng shook his head slightly, signaling her not to chase and beat her up, and followed what the man said.

Otherwise, relying on Jiang Jiang's IQ, he would definitely reveal his secrets.

"Well... there is a little trouble," Jiang Jiang looked away, took a deep breath, and began to talk nonsense: "So I want to ask you, um... and I am still a little anxious, and I can't understand a sentence or two on the phone. , where are you? I'll go find you."

She is not as thick-skinned as Chu Xiaoheng, and she doesn't even need to type a draft when lying, but this time...she has tried her best.

Clenched palms tightly, so nervous that cold sweat broke out layer by layer.

There was another silence.

"No need...cough...cough cough..."

The man seemed to stay away from the microphone, and coughed for a while, Jiang Jiang waited patiently, without making a sound, until he regained his breath and spoke again.

"If there are any documents, I will ask Qi Yan to pick them up...cough...don't worry, no matter what troubles you encounter, I will...cough cough...deal with them."