Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

"Grandpa said, he doesn't care about Gu Yuyan's affairs. Unless you let go, no one in the Wen family can intercede with you on her behalf." After returning to the living room, Wen Jili said to Qin Jing.

"Then grandpa and the others left so late..." Qin Jing didn't continue.

Wen Jili's handsome face curved into a sneer, "It has nothing to do with you. It's what my aunt said that made grandpa so sad."

"Then what did you and grandpa talk about in the study just now?"

He pursed his lips, and Yiche's face was a little cold. After a while, he rubbed the top of her hair when he saw the worry in her eyes getting more serious, "Just now grandpa asked me what happened to Zhang Minyun ten years ago." He After a pause, he glanced at her apologetically, "Ten years ago, grandpa didn't know that the person Gu Yuyan wanted to deal with was you. My aunt just got into a fight. She threatened grandpa to help her with this matter. Grandpa is mad at her." [

Wen Jili embraced her in his arms, with guilt in his deep voice.

"Qin Jing, I don't ask you to forgive Grandpa for Zhang Minyun's matter. But Gu Yuyan was not yet ten years old at that time. Even if she was arrested, she would only be sent to the juvenile detention center for a while. With the repeated assurances of Wen Aiai and Gu Zhancheng, I will definitely educate her well. Grandpa thought of this to help Gu Yuyan get rid of her crime. It's just that she didn't expect her to repeat the old trick ten years later, and... grandpa regrets what happened back then."

Regret what happened back then?

If the old man regretted what happened back then, he wouldn't even know who Gu Yuyan really wanted to deal with!Then she won't be ignorant of her who has nowhere to go to petition!

Qin Jing wanted to push Wen Jili away and sneer, but he also knew that it had nothing to do with him. More than ten years ago, when Zhang Minyun's incident happened, he was not very old. Can't shake it at all.

She had no choice but to clench her fists to suppress the unhappiness in her heart, and then thought that more than ten years ago, she was living a desperate life because of Zhang Minyun's affairs, but he and Luo Yi were spending time together in a place she couldn't see.

Thinking of this, her heart began to ache slowly, and she slowly broke away from Wen Jili's arms that were holding her, and slowly bent over and gasped for breath.

All of this is irrelevant, she has walked into a dead end of her own thinking, she doesn't know who to blame for Zhang Minyun's matter, and she doesn't know who to blame, she has carried this original sin for more than ten years, and now she can only rely on Slowly figure it out by yourself.

"Wen Jili, I hate Gu Yuyan so much!" I really want her to experience Zhang Minyun's suffering, and let her experience the embarrassment of a woman facing a bunch of men's insults like Chen Xiaoting's!

However, if she really did that, what is the difference between her and the Gu Yuyan she hates?

Wen Jili looked at Qin Jing with painful eyes, held her hand, and said in a deep and hoarse voice, "Qin Jing..."

Qin Jing raised his head and stared at Wen Jili mournfully, lifted the clothes on his abdomen with his hands, and squeezed the flesh of his lower stomach, it wasn't soft, but his textured muscles were very strong, poked with his fingertips, it was stuffy. He muttered, "I'm wronged, give me a bite."

"No, I haven't taken you there yet... Hiss~~~" Before he finished speaking, Wen Jili gasped.

After a long time, when the instigator looked up at him triumphantly, Wen Jili flicked her head with his teeth itching with hatred, "Qin Xiaotu! I should take you to the dentist sometime later!"

"Now is the hypocritical moment for women. All appeals are dismissed! This is Xiao Jingjing's sign. If you kill her, you, an ostrich, will never escape for the rest of your life!"

After humming, Qin Jing put down his clothes, and walked back to the sofa with a gluttonous face, Wen Jili lifted his clothes, looked at the neat row of teeth marks on his abdomen, and the protruding veins on his forehead.

Looking up at the woman sitting on the sofa reading a book, I feel helpless and distressed.