my Mr. Ruffian

Chapter 134 Let's see how you are so affectionate

After counting the hardships, Lin Qing finally got to the point.He took Cheng Xiaoye's hand affectionately, and said with a gentle smile, "It sounds tiring and troublesome, but don't worry, I'm here, and I can help you a little."

Cheng Xiao also got goosebumps from her smile, forced a smile and said: "Then thank you auntie first."

Lin Qing patted her hand, signaling that she needn't be polite to her.The subject changed, and he said again: "Should I have a driver for you? As the future young mistress of the Lu family, you don't even have a driver?"

She was rather resentful, and her well-maintained and beautiful face carried the charm of a mature woman.How could such a young and beautiful woman be willing to guard an old man for the rest of her life?

Cheng Xiao also suddenly felt a little sad. If Lin Qing married an ordinary person, although her life was not as good as she is now, she must be much happier than now.

It looks quite beautiful, but in fact it is already riddled with holes.

When she came back to her senses, she quickly smiled and said, "No, no, I'm not busy, so I don't need a driver."

"Don't you need to work overtime occasionally? It's not safe to go back by car late."

Cheng Xiaoye's face turned red suddenly, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Auntie, you like to laugh at me, I don't understand anything, why do I need to work overtime."

Lin Qing smiled and didn't insist anymore.Cheng Xiaoye's heart was agitated, and he wondered if Lin Qing said that he was working overtime because he wanted to test whether it was her that night.

Because of a guilty conscience, every word Lin Qing said now, Cheng Xiao also felt that it was a temptation to play tricks.But such a day will last for two months, just thinking about it makes people collapse.

After finishing the French dinner with Lin Qing and seeing her off, Cheng Xiao also went to a noodle restaurant not far away to eat a big bowl of beef brisket noodles.

As soon as he entered the lobby, he saw a figure similar to Jiang Yingjing entering the elevator.She trotted over, but was still a step too late.So I pressed another elevator.

He went upstairs in a hurry, and as soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw Jiang Yingjing leaning on the cubicle, talking to Secretary Lin.

He was dressed casually, a plaid shirt over a sweater.Underneath is a pair of blue-gray slacks.With a simple attire, he just gave off a romantic and romantic taste.I don't know what to say, the corners of my mouth are slightly raised, lazy and careless.

Seeing Cheng Xiaoye, he nodded slightly as a greeting.His face still had that lazy look on it, without the slightest hint of conspiracy.

If he hadn't stopped her from saying that that day, Cheng Xiaoye's doubts would have been dispelled by his appearance of nothing.

Cheng Xiao also secretly scolded the old fox a few times, pulled out a smiley face, and said with a smile: "Did Mr. Jiang just come to work?"

"I'm just here to get something." Jiang Yingjing replied lazily, then got up and walked to his office.

His nonchalant attitude annoyed Cheng Xiaoye, he wanted to catch up and ask what happened, but he also thought that this was in front of the public, so he had no choice but to give up resentfully.

Back in the office, Cheng Xiao couldn't sit still.After sitting for a few minutes, he was worried that Jiang Yingjing would leave, so he resolutely knocked on the door of Jiang Yingjing's office.

"Come in." Jiang Yingjing's voice was still lazy, Cheng Xiao also opened the door and went in. He was lazily sitting on the chair behind the desk without doing anything.

Seeing her, he raised his eyebrows slightly, tapped the table rhythmically with his slender fingers, and said with a half-smile: "What's the matter, Miss Cheng?"

Cheng Xiao could also see the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, she didn't want to mess with him, and went straight to the point: "Did you send that anonymous courier?"

Her heart was indescribably irritated, and her tone was a little aggressive.But Jiang Yingjing didn't mind, he glanced at her with a smile, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Miss Cheng, I don't know what trouble you caused. But if you want to find me, you have to have evidence, right?"

A rascal, what a rascal!Cheng Xiao also trembled with anger, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Then what did you mean that day?"

Jiang Yingjing picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip of tea slowly, and said casually, "Which day? I'm sorry, I've had a lot of things recently, and my memory isn't very good."

After saying this, he glanced at Cheng Xiaoye again, and said with a faint smile: "Miss Cheng sometimes takes it too seriously? Some words are just casual, just like in bed, in order to stimulate harmony , It’s not normal to just say a few emotional words? If everyone comes to me and asks me to be responsible, I can’t be responsible.”

His tone was extremely frivolous. After finishing speaking, he shrugged and continued: "Freedom of speech is everyone's right."

Scoundrel, shameless!Cheng Xiaoye's lungs were about to explode, but there was nothing he could do about it.She clenched her fists and tried to calm herself down.After calming down, a wave of powerless fatigue swept over.

Even though Jiang Yingjing acted nonchalantly, Cheng Xiao also knew that he must have sent the anonymous courier.Otherwise, he wouldn't have separated the relationship without even asking what was inside.

"What exactly do you want?" Cheng Xiao also let go of his clenched hands and asked in a hoarse voice.There was tiredness in her voice, as if it would shatter if touched lightly.

The thin light hit her thin figure, with inexplicable sadness and pain.

Jiang Yingjing's slender fingers were still tapping the table rhythmically, without speaking, nor did he argue or refute.

The huge office was extremely quiet, only the sound of Cheng Xiaoye panting slightly could be heard.The air was gloomy and oppressive, almost suffocating.

The sky over the large floor-to-ceiling windows is also gloomy, as if there will be a snowstorm at any time.Occasionally, the ear-piercing sound of the horn pierces the eardrums and penetrates the hearts of the people.

After a long time, Jiang Yingjing stood up and approached Cheng Xiaoye step by step.Looking down at her condescendingly, he said word by word: "What do you think I should do?"

His eyes were gloomy and sharp, and his whole body exuded a forceful aura, and each word hit Cheng Xiaoye's heart directly.

She couldn't bear it, she took half a step back, raised her head to look at Jiang Yingjing's handsome face full of evil, and said with all her strength: "Jiang Yingjing, that child was really just an accident."

Her voice was dry and astringent, as if it would burst at any moment.A small face is even paler, and some of the past is actually a wound.A scabbed but bloody wound.

Jiang Yingjing sneered lightly, stopped looking at Cheng Xiaoye, turned around and walked behind the desk, nodded with a sneer, and said contemptuously: "Yes, it was an accident. Didn't the doctor say that too?"

There was disdain in his voice, disdain for such a lie.This is the second time he and Cheng Xiaoye have mentioned this child, and Cheng Xiaoye is exhausted physically and mentally, as if all his strength has been drained.

She looked down at the faint shadow under her feet, and said softly: "I told you, believe it or not."

She didn't know, where did he think that she got rid of the child on purpose.Could it be that liking someone in the past was also a mistake?
Just because she liked Lu Fang, he lost that child by accident, and he thought she did it on purpose?
Why is he? !

Cheng Xiaoye's heart was full of grief and indignation, but also grievance and sadness, and the tears fell slowly uncontrollably.

Losing that child hurt her physically and mentally, a thousand times more than him, but he thought she did it on purpose?

Was it because she pretended to be strong and didn't cry in front of him, or did she not want to rub salt in each other's wounds and let him misunderstand by not mentioning a word?
There was a sad smile on the corner of Cheng Xiaoye's mouth, not all pain needs to be vented by crying.Some pain is only suitable to be buried in the bottom of my heart, and let it flow like a river.

Jiang Yingjing ignored the tears on Cheng Xiaoye's face, looked at her with a sneer, and said contemptuously: "Do you think I will believe it?!"

After a slight pause, the corners of his mouth curled up in sarcasm, and he said lightly: "In acting, you have to treat people and things, and shed a little tear to prove your innocence? Then I believe that all prisoners on death row are willing to Use tears to prove your innocence."

His tone was full of sarcasm and disdain, like a sharp knife piercing Cheng Xiaoye's heart.

She raised her head and looked at the man with tears in her eyes, only feeling that the handsome face was strange and far away.

She still remembered that when she used to cry, he always held her tightly in his arms and comforted her softly.Make many, many promises.

But now, her tears, in his eyes, represent acting and deception.

She took half a step back slightly, and the tears in those clear eyes gradually dried up.Only little tear stains and reddish eye sockets remained.

"Jiang Yingjing, let me say it again, whether you believe it or not, that child was just an accident. If you feel aggrieved and want to vent, then come to me. Don't involve anyone who has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Yingjing raised his eyes to look at those cold eyes and calm face.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He tapped on the table lightly, returning to his careless and lazy look.There was a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's only for you, so how can this game be interesting? I also want to see how you guys are so affectionate."

His tone was very casual, as if the two were discussing, but it was about today's weather or what dishes to eat.A pair of deep eyes are extremely sharp and cold, looking at Cheng Xiaoye casually but indifferently.

Waves of powerlessness swept over Cheng Xiaoye, but the words of his fake fiancee seemed to dry up in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out no matter what.

Even if he said it out, would Jiang Yingjing believe it?No, he only believed what his eyes saw.That period of the past has long been a thorn in his heart.He longed to pull it out and make it quick, so how could she expect him to believe her at this moment?
Cheng Xiao also wanted to speak, and asked him what she needed, so that he would be satisfied.But his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't utter a word.

(End of this chapter)