Play Nice

Chapter 229: 229

Jing Zhao stood at the door, wearing thin pajamas, his hair was still dry: "collar collar."

Just two days later, Shang Lingling felt that he had lost a lot of money.

"Wait a minute." She went into the house and went to get Zhouzhi's car key, "I'll give you the key back."

Jing Zhao took the car key, but instead of retracting his hand, he spread out his palm: "My hand is injured."

There was a long scratch on his palm, and the flesh turned out and had just crusted over.

Only then did Shang Lingling realize that there was blood on the ground where he stood, her throat choked, and her voice tightened: "How did it hurt?"

Jing Zhao looked at her, observing her face: "The mirror in the bathroom was accidentally broken."

"careless?"

Accidentally make such a long wound?

The business leader stared at Jing Zhao's eyes.

He couldn't lie anymore: "On purpose."

"Jing Zhao!"

Shang Lingling's words are very heavy, his pupils are black and bright, and he is full of energy, and there are emotions rolling inside.

She was angry that he seemed to have done something wrong again.

"Shang Lingling," he reached out and grabbed her clothes, "you feel sorry for me, okay?"

Shang Lingling pushed his hand away, his eyes were red with anger: "You are really going too far."

She closed the door directly.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor turned on instantly, and the light dotted the night, blurring the shadows on the ground.

Jing Zhao stood in front of the door, his eyes darkened little by little, little by little he felt lonely, his back seemed to be pressed by something, and he slowly arched.He's been wounded countless times, big and small, and knows what it's like to be near death.

He stood for a long time.

Until the door was opened again, he suddenly raised his head and came back to life.

Shang Lingling put the medicine box on the cabinet next to him: "Stretch out your hand."

Jing Zhao stretched out his hand and stared at her.

She took out the medicine and bandages, cleaned the wound, applied medicine, and bandaged him, and lowered her head from beginning to end.

She moved very lightly and said in a heavy tone: "I don't like bitter meat tactics very much, there will be another time,"

She didn't seem to be able to do anything with him either, she didn't say anything further.

After cutting a piece of medical tape and sticking it on the gauze, she took off her gloves and raised her head: "Go back to sleep."

She raised her hand to close the door, but Jing Zhao pulled her, knowing that she was soft-hearted.

"Hug," he said.

Shang Lingling was angry that he didn't take his body seriously, and his anger had not subsided: "Can you do this after breaking up?"

Jing Zhao also said this in the car, and she used his words to block him.

Jing Zhao used his hands to pull her into his arms, and just as she was about to push with his hands, he put one hand around her waist and squeezed a little harder.

"Leader."

The business leader stopped moving.

"You can be angry for a long time, but don't get angry and say goodbye."

Jing Zhao picked her up and let her feet fall on the threshold. He lowered his head slightly, the height was just right for kissing.

Shang Lingling reached out and covered his lips.

Jing Zhao paused for a moment, then continued, kissing her palm: "I'll come back tomorrow to change the medicine, good night."

Jing Zhao didn't take the car key, but left it on the carpet at the door.

Shang Lingling closed the door and picked up the car keys, his heartbeat couldn't calm down for a long time.

On Thursday and Friday, Jingzhao worked in the imperial capital. No matter how busy he was, he would drive back to Huacheng to say good night to Shang Lingling before he went to bed and ask her to change his medicine.He got up very early in the morning and drove more than two hours back to the imperial capital.

On Friday night, Shang Lingling received a call: "Miss Shang, Hou Yonghui has appeared."

On Saturday morning, Ms. Xiao on the [-]th floor went to Ms. Lu to complain about disturbing residents on the [-]th floor, saying that she could always hear the sound of metal beating and beating for the past few days.

Ms. Lu said she would go and ask if the business leader on the [-]th floor was not at home.

In the evening, Jing Zhao discovered that the business leader had lost contact with the leader, and the phone could never be reached. Even Zhao Shouyue didn't know where she was.

"Didn't you follow her all the time?"

Zhao Shouyue said: "She drove away from me."

The business leader had played racing, but Zhao Shouyue couldn't catch up with the car.

Jing Zhao forced himself to calm down: "Where did you see her last?"

"Ambassador Plaza."

Jing Zhao hung up the phone, took the car keys and went out.

Ms. Lu asked from behind, "Zhaobao, where are you going?"

Jing Zhao went out, took the elevator to the second floor, and rang the doorbell of 202.

Qin Xiang came to open the door.

"Hello."

Qin Xiang and Jing Zhao are not familiar with each other: "Hello."

He spoke fast: "Have you seen my girlfriend today?"

Qin Xiang knew that Shang Lingling and Jing Zhao were in a relationship.

"Not today, I met at the funeral home yesterday."

Jing Zhao said, "Thank you."

He left again, in a hurry.

The elevator was very slow. He walked up the stairs and called Ms. Lu: "Mom, please help me ask the residents in the community if anyone has seen the collar today."

"Okay, I'll ask, you can take your time, don't worry."

Jing Zhao couldn't be in a hurry, he already had the worst idea in his mind.

The second call he made in the car was to Fang Luming.

"Hey."

Jing Zhao said, "I am Jing Zhao."

Fang Luming was surprised: "How come you have my number?"

He didn't explain the question of the number: "Have you met my girlfriend today?"

"No, what's wrong?"

Jing Zhao held the steering wheel in one hand, his palms sweaty: "She can't get through on the phone, when did you last contact her? What's wrong?"

Fang Luming realized the seriousness of the problem: "It was the last time I drank with her, and I didn't contact her for a few days."

Fang Luming wanted to ask more details.

"Thank you." Jing Zhao hung up the phone.

As it was about dinner time, there were a lot of cars on the road and it was very congested. Jing Zhao's chest was also blocked. He unbuttoned his shirt and called Bandit Wang.

"Little Master Jiu."

"Help me find someone."

"Who?"

"Shang Lingling." The car in front moved, Jing Zhao stepped on the accelerator too hard and braked abruptly, "She came to the State Guest Plaza today, help me find her where you went after."

How to find this?Huacheng is so big.

Bandit Wang could only say, "I'll try."

Jing Zhao rarely said harshly: "It's not a try, it's a must find."

The State Guest Plaza was crowded, and many people were dancing the square. Jing held a car, and looked around the neighborhood, going around in circles.

The stomach was a little uncomfortable, but he ignored it. The scabbed wound on the palm began to hurt because of too much force.

It was he who scratched with glass, in order to make the business leader soft-hearted, and to go to her for the excuse of changing the medicine every day. He didn't know it before, so he was so crazy.He had promised to give his life to the faith and the people, and now he is starting to question himself.

At nine o'clock, he still had no news of the business leaders.

"The road is deep."

He called Fang Lushen because Fang Lushen was the only detective he knew.

"what happened?"

"Can I file a case? My girlfriend is lost."

Fang Lu was stunned for more than ten seconds: "How long have you lost it? Has it been 24 hours?"

"It's not been 24 hours." Jing Zhao also said some details, when he found out that he couldn't be contacted, and where he got rid of the bodyguard.

Fang Lushen has many years of criminal police experience. According to his experience, Shang Lingling left on his own, rather than being taken away. If he can't be reached, it is very likely that he does not want to answer the phone or there is something wrong with his mobile phone, and Shang Lingling is not bad.

Fang Lushen felt that Jing Zhao was a little sick and went to the doctor: "I can't file a case, I'll help you find it."

"Thank you."

Jing Zhao searched for everyone he could find, but he had no destination and drove his car on the street to find it.

At [-]:[-], Bandit Wang replied: "The last time she appeared on the surveillance camera was at the intersection of Huajiang Road and Heyuan Town."

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The road to Heyuan Town has not been repaired for many years, the road is uneven, and the body shakes badly.

The headlights saw someone in front of him, and the business leader honked his horn. The man didn't stop and came towards her car. She slammed on the brakes.

The street lights were far away, and when people approached the business leader, he could vaguely see the outline: "Jing Zhao?"

Jing Zhao walked to her car window with a serious expression on his face: "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

"The phone is dead."

"Where have you been?"

The place where Jing Zhao was standing was backlit, and the bottom of his eyes was dark, so thick that it couldn't be dissolved.

He seemed to be angry, and Shang Lingling couldn't help but soften his tone: "Hou Zaozhuang." She explained, "Go to my grandfather's former driver and ask something."

The gauze in the palm of his hand was wet, and Jing Zhao let go of his hand, thinking that the business leader had abandoned him and left.

"What's wrong?" the business leader asked.

Jing Zhao didn't say anything and got into her car.

His own car was parked just ahead.

"What about your car?"

"The car key is in the car, let the driver come over to drive it."

"Oh."

The business leader had a guilty conscience, and he was very good all the way, and didn't say anything about Qi Jingzhao.

It was almost twelve o'clock when we got home, and Jing Zhao sent the merchant to the door.

"Hands are almost healed, so I won't change the dressing today." He didn't say good night.

The business leader opened the door, ready to go in.

Jing Zhao pulled her, and she looked back at him.

"Shang Lingling," the dead ink in his eyes began to surge, "don't torture me, what should I do to make up with me?"

He was afraid, afraid that he would not be able to find her again like today.

He wants to admit defeat: "Do you want me to enter your cage?"

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　　I don't think it's cruel, what do you think?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)