Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 501 Kill That Man

Han Ruolin, Zhenghong, and Lin Lili, she hasn't had time to punish those people.

It's just Li Tianlei, she didn't think of it.

Because that man probably didn't participate in it, the reason why he wasn't caught was probably because he ran fast, and he had nothing to do with the kidnapping, so Feng Mocheng didn't send anyone to arrest him!

Although Lin Jing knew it in her heart, she still had to pretend in front of Feng Mocheng, "What do you mean? I can't understand a word. What does it mean to live like a beast?"

Feng Mocheng frowned, and his voice suddenly became harsh, "I'll ask you one last time, how old are you this year?"

"I'm 21, I already said it, I just turned 21!"

His gaze became more and more rigid, frozen and gloomy, until the last flame was instantly extinguished.

There was only thick smoke left, but it was cold and gloomy.

Suddenly, he let go of her, pulled away from her, and sat on the edge of the bed in a blink of an eye, his tall back seemed to be shrouded in a vortex of loneliness.

Lin Jing's nose was sore, but he still held back his tears.

She turned her body sideways, her back to him.

Feng Mocheng's eyes were covered with a thick layer of sadness, and there was even a sense of guilt growing in his heart.

If this Lin Jing is really from the past, where is his Lin Jing?

He turned his head and glanced at the woman on the bed, his eyes were occupied by a layer of contradiction.

Obviously, they are all the same Lin Jing, but they are not the same.

Suddenly, Feng Mocheng stretched out his hand and lifted the blanket off Lin Jing's body.

With a bang, Lin Jing screamed, "Ah!"

She was so frightened that she sat up from the bed and grabbed the quilt to cover her body, "What are you doing!"

Feng Mocheng lowered his eyes slightly, and finally opened them. His eyes were icy cold, and an unfathomable depth surged in them, and he said, "I don't care which Lin Jing you are, tomorrow is the New Year, no matter what, with I'll have a good time tomorrow. You have to remember, after tomorrow you will be 23 years old."

"It's impossible!" Lin Jing said angrily, "I'm obviously 21 years old, and besides, how could tomorrow be the New Year?"

"Then why do you think it's winter now?" Feng Mocheng was explaining, subconsciously, he was already suspecting that she was not the current Lin Jing.

"Yeah, how could it be winter?" Lin Jing scratched his hair anxiously, "Am I dreaming? How could I be 23 years old tomorrow? It's just 2019."

He said deeply: "Now is the last two days of 2020, and the day after tomorrow is 2021."

"I understand." Lin Jing said to Feng Mocheng with a thoughtful expression on his face, "It must be that strange man. He took me into something like a ball and told me to send me In the future, what exchange or something. I couldn’t understand a word, I struggled violently, but he knocked me out, and when I woke up, I saw you. Could it be, could it be 2020? ?Gosh, am I dreaming?"

Lin Jing's face became pale and empty, and she looked around, her eyes, how panicked, how panicked.

Her acting skills even deceived herself.

Real substitution.

Feng Mocheng clenched his fists tightly, and his anger could be felt in the whole air.

Gu Lun!

He wanted to kill that man!
Suddenly, Feng Mocheng stood up from the bed, grabbed the pajamas beside him and put it on.

He is about to leave the room.

(End of this chapter)