Lonely pet and confused little girl: mistakenly trapped in a disgusting man

Chapter 292 Tears

He Yutian's deep black eyes flashed a little coldly and said:
"Believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me, Mr. Gong, you are not welcome here, please leave!"

Gong Jingchen finally stood up furiously, but yelled at Qiu Linger: "Qiu Linger, come here!"

Qiu Linger's whole body shook, she raised her eyes, met his angry black pupils, and slowly stood up.

"Chen, I'm sorry..."

She was slender and was held tightly by He Bingtian, and He Bingtian also stood up, but his left arm was around her, leading her to leave.

Gong Jingchen punched He Bingtian in the face with a heavy fist,

He Feitian held his fist in one hand, but his mouth hurts. It seems that Gong Jingchen's strength is more than [-]% to [-]%, so he must be extremely angry.

"Give Linger back to me."

Gong Jingchen withdrew his hand, wanting to catch Qiu Ling'er, but was guarded by He Bingtian, and whispered:
"You go first, take Xiaoyan away, I'm here."

"But..." Qiu Ling'er looked at the angry Gong Jingchen with complex eyes, biting her lower lip tightly, "Ling'er..." Gong Jingchen called her in a low voice, her gaze was affectionate.

Tears rolled down her face.

"Ling'er, I tell you to go!"

Seeing this, He Feitian's heart burst into flames, and he shouted loudly.

Qiu Ling'er was still standing where she was, tears kept flowing, constantly flowing.

"Mommy—"

At this time, a small and pretty figure ran in, hugged Mommy and said:
"Mum, why are you crying? Who bullied you?"

Qiu Ling'er squatted down, hugged Xiaoyan who was worried and confused, and kept crying.

"Xiaoyan?..." Gong Jingchen staggered a step, "So, you really have a child with him..."

His black pupil was hit hard, and his clenched fists were trembling.

"No wonder there has been no news, and you didn't come to me... So, you don't love me anymore... You don't love me anymore, do you?"

He stared at her with pain in his eyes. He wanted to know an answer, an answer that he had been waiting for for five years, and he would also wait for it.

Even if his heart hurts hundreds of times, he still wants to know.Perhaps, he should give up.

I searched hard for her for five years, suffered countless disappointments and despairs, and my heart was always stabbing every night.

Alcohol can't relieve his pain, it can only numb his heart, hoping that if he can find her, she will come back to him again.

He really wanted to laugh out loud, laughing at his own foolishness, having played games for decades, with a wandering uterus, but fell into the hands of a woman.

(End of this chapter)