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

Chapter 831 What kind of wind is blowing today?

"Woooooo..." Jian Junxi's words made Lin Yiyi and Leng Qing cry even more hysterically.

Yang Hui looked at her with distressed face, closed his eyes in pain, two crystal clear tears flowed down his cheeks...

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Lengqing held Qin Li's hand tightly, and kept apologizing backwards.

Jian Junxi raised his eyes, and looked at him very calmly with empty eyes, without any disturbance. Before, he was sorry, but she really didn't understand what it meant?
The current sorry made the anger in her heart like a stormy sea, and she wished to let him die immediately, but, she couldn't, in case he felt strange, she lowered her eyes and turned her head away.

In the huge ward, all of them were weeping like crying, and the air was filled with compassion and sentimentality.

Not long after, the electrocardiogram suddenly turned into a straight line, and there was a beeping sound, and everyone cried out Qin Li's name hysterically.
Only Jian Junxi is like a beautiful ice sculpture, looking at it with a painful expression, neither crying nor making trouble...

Half an hour later, her body was ready to be pushed to the morgue.

Jian Junxi watched with tears in her eyes, her thin lips were tightly pressed, and she remained silent. Lin Yiyi and Yang Hui were afraid that she would not be able to bear it, so they supported her beside her, and they cooperated seamlessly.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from the cold, dark eyes, and he said in his heart: "Qin Li, I'm really sorry, I owe you, and I will pay you back in the next life!"

Jian Junxi obviously felt that the coldness seemed to be relieved. She knew very well that Qin Li would not die, and he would never be at ease...

Wen Hao led several people back to the office together, poured them a glass of boiled water, gave Jian Junxi a meaningful look, and then backed out.

Jian Junxi picked up the water, as if he was very thirsty, he drank most of the glass.

Seeing that Lin Yiyi was still sobbing, she persuaded in a hoarse voice: "Dad, you can take my mother to rest. She shouldn't be overly sad now. Since she has already left, being sad won't help!"

"Okay..." Yang Hui nodded slightly. Sometimes, he really admired the strength in her bones.

When everyone was heartbroken, she was still so calm, and the strength exuded from her body made his heart feel like a thousand arrows piercing through it, and the pain was unspeakable.

Facing the coldness, Jian Junxi said calmly: "Go back and rest, tomorrow morning, you go pick up her parents' ashes!"

"Okay..." She looked at her coldly and sadly, but the bottom of her eyes full of vicissitudes was very empty, no emotion could be seen, like a puppet without a soul.

If she cried, it would at least be a kind of catharsis. However, seeing her so calm, he felt inexplicably that there was a huge stone crushing on his heart, and it hurt even to breathe.

After standing up, he persuaded in a hoarse voice: "Young Master, you... You should also go to bed early!"

"Hmm..." Jian Junxi didn't look at him, but nodded lightly...

After he went out, she also returned to the lounge, closed the door, took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

He ordered in a cold voice: "End the task in hand, tomorrow I will arrange for you to enter Cathay Pacific, you go to learn from Leng Qing, your new task is to keep an eye on him.

No matter what he did, what he said, who he met, you must tell me everything, if he finds out, you don't have to live! "

"Yes, master!" The man seemed to be frightened, paused for a moment, and then replied in a deep voice.

After hanging up, she dialed another phone number, only to hear the man on the phone chuckle and say, "What's the wind like today?"

(End of this chapter)