my Mr. Ruffian

Chapter 151
Hurt in the name of love is also hurt.Not everything can be made up with enthusiasm—for example, the heart that has long been disheartened.

He can deceive himself and tell himself that everything can start all over again.But what about Cheng Xiaoye?To this day, he has never considered her feelings.

He hopes to start again, what about her?Does she want the same?Or, she had already hated him so much that she didn't want to see him again.

For the first time, Jiang Yingjing felt so powerless and depressed.Looking at the quiet face on the wheelchair, his mind turned over her expression of despair or numbness, and sweat gradually oozes from the tightly clenched palms.

Cheng Xiao also didn't expect Jiang Yingjing to mention that child, he was in a daze for a moment, then he lowered his head and said: "I don't know what kind of email, the email I used before, I don't use it anymore after I joined the company."

After a slight pause, she continued: "I haven't opened that mailbox for a long, long time."

Jiang Yingjing didn't feel relieved, a bleak smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.Without further entanglement, I said goodbye softly, and then drove away slowly.

Today, he deserves what he deserves, and his crime is unforgivable.He could imagine her pain and despair at that time, but what did he do at that time?At that time, without saying a word, he put a big vicious and heartless hat on her head.

Jiang Yingjing was in a trance, and he didn't care whether he could stop or not. He parked the car on the side of the road, lit a cigarette, and the pain of suffocation was relieved a bit.

Back home, Cheng Xiao also lay on the bed staring blankly at the ceiling.She never knew that Lu Fang had written her an email, and she always thought that he had never contacted her.

Perhaps to shield the past, she stopped using that mailbox after graduating from college.Then for a few years, I never even went to see it.

She never thought that that abandoned mailbox would make her and Jiang Yingjing what they are today.

However, just like them, if there is no mailbox, wouldn't there be other things?
Cheng Xiao also suddenly felt a little tired and closed his eyes.If it was in the past, she would have happily checked the mailbox.But now, she has no idea about going.It's all over, isn't it?
Cheng Xiaoye's injury gradually healed up, and Lu Fang had already taken care of everything.Gradually, the Lu family got on the right track.

Although he has never mentioned the news about Lin Qing and that man, he still knows some of it vaguely.

I heard that a week before the trial, the police went to Jiang Yingjing.Said it was the man who accused him of wounding with intent.

When the man was imprisoned, he was stabbed in the leg and the abdomen. Although it was not maiming or fatal, it was enough to hurt him.

At that time, I didn't know why, but the police asked him and he didn't have anything.Later, it was said that Jiang Yingjing did it.

Jiang Yingjing called the lawyer directly and asked him about the evidence.

evidence?When he stabbed him, he was imprisoned in a small dark room, all of them belonged to him, where did the evidence come from?

exhibit?If he stabbed him, would he still keep the knife?

Because there is nothing, this matter is naturally nothing.Although Jiang Yingjing went to the police station with the two policemen, when he came out, the director personally sent him out.

Cheng Xiaoye heard this from He Liyuan, I don't know if he told her on purpose or just said it casually.

By the time Cheng Xiaoye was alive and kicking, it was already summer, and Ms. Mo's cooking skills were not so good, and she had been raised to become fat and fat in a few months.

Cheng Xiao didn't think there was anything wrong, but her old man sighed all day long. In this society where thinness is considered beautiful, she was always worried that Cheng Xiao would not be able to marry.

So, after confirming that Cheng Xiao was also completely recovered, she kicked out her rice bug and asked her to go out and support herself.

It had been a long time since he had exercised, and on the first day in the talent market, Cheng Xiaoye was almost squeezed out.

The most important problem is that she unexpectedly met the remaining fighters in a narrow way.She saw a familiar editorial position, and when she got in, she saw the expressionless face of the left fighter.

The left fighter looked her up and down, and said contemptuously: "It seems that you have had a good time, why, you haven't found a job yet?"

What she meant by living a good life didn't mean that Cheng Xiao also had a really good life, but that she was a rice bug.

Cheng Xiao also automatically ignored the second half of the sentence that the job was not found, and said with a smile: "It's pretty good, but the editor-in-chief, you lost weight quite successfully."

The leftover fighter has indeed lost a lot of weight. Although he has put on exquisite makeup, there are still blue eye circles that cannot be concealed under his eyes.

As soon as these words came out, the expression of the remaining fighters changed slightly.Cheng Xiao also pretended not to see it, glanced around, and asked curiously: "Is the editor-in-chief very busy at the company recently? How can I let you come to recruit in person?"

In the past, if the company recruited, it was done by others, and the remaining fighters were in the office drinking tea and commanding remotely.

She prides herself on being superior to others, so she won't do things that cost her value.

"Hmph, I came here in person, of course to prevent some messy people from entering the company." Although Remaining Fighter meant something, his face was ugly and his tone was cold.

Cheng Xiao is also exposing her faults, it would be strange if her face could look good.At the end of the year, the staff of the editorial department resigned collectively because they couldn't stand her, and each of them made up their minds.

Although there were quite a lot of people looking for jobs at the beginning of the year, how could it be so easy to find experienced editors?For this reason, she was scolded bloody, and now Cheng Xiao also deliberately asked, how could her face be so good-looking.

Cheng Xiao also didn't mind what she meant, and said with a smile that you should continue to work, and then left.

Her smiling fighter understood it as gloating, so she got angry again.

Cheng Xiao didn't find a job that day, and she didn't want to continue to be a coward at home, so she got up early the next day to fight.

Cheng's father felt sorry for her health, so he told her to rest at home and recover.Ms. Mo Xuejuan didn't feel distressed at all, and said with a smile that the air is good this morning, and it's okay to go out for exercise.

At this time, the large-scale recruitment fair has long since ended.Although companies are recruiting every day, those positions are like tasteless.Work is like getting married, so naturally you have to choose carefully.

Just find any company and sell yourself, and you will have to suffer every day in the future.Therefore, Cheng Xiao also took this matter very seriously this time.

I looked at more than a dozen companies in a row, and although I left a resume, none of them were very suitable.At noon, the crowd gradually dispersed, Cheng Xiaoye wiped the sweat from his forehead, and followed him out of the talent market.

She only ate a bun in the morning, and after running back and forth for so long, she was already hungry, and now her body was so weak that she had no extra strength.

Just as she was aiming at a pork ribs noodle restaurant and was about to cross the road to eat a bowl of noodles to pad her stomach, a car suddenly stopped in front of her.

She thought someone got out of the car, and when she wanted to go around and go to the other side, the window slowly rolled down, revealing Jiang Yingjing's handsome face.I don't know if he just finished talking or what, his face is a little tired.

"Where are you going? Come up and I'll see you off." He sat on the back seat, talking, and opened the door to get out of the car.

Since the last time, Cheng Xiaoye has never seen him again.Occasionally, I heard neighbors say that there is a car downstairs in the middle of the night, but Cheng Xiao has never seen it once.

"No, no, I'll eat on the opposite side." Cheng Xiaoye quickly waved his hand, ever since He Liyuan said that, Cheng Xiaoye felt that he owed him something.

She didn't doubt the authenticity of this matter at all, because someone Jiang could do it.

Jiang Yingjing had already got off the car, frowned and looked at the ribs noodle restaurant with a long line opposite, and said calmly: "Let's go, I'll take you there. The recruitment has just ended, I don't know how long it will be." to eat."

Cheng Xiao also wanted to refuse at first, but seeing him standing all the time, it was hard to refuse, so he got into the car with a bunch of documents.

Jiang Yingjing told the driver in front of him where he was, then turned his head to look at Cheng Xiaoye's side face, and asked, "Is your body all right?"

Although the atmosphere was not ambiguous, Cheng Xiao was very uncomfortable, and nodded cautiously, "Well, I went to the hospital for a reexamination, and it's all right."

Jiang Yingjing responded in a low voice, stopped talking, and turned his head to look at the street outside the car window.

Cheng Xiao couldn't find anything to say, and wanted to say thank you, but also thought that the matter was over.So he swallowed the words back into his stomach.

No one spoke, and the carriage fell silent.Cheng Xiaoye was sitting on pins and needles. As soon as the car reached the intersection of the viaduct, he hurriedly said, "I'll get off in front."

Hearing this, the driver hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Jiang Yingjing.Jiang Yingjing didn't give an answer immediately, he was silent for a while before saying: "Let's have a meal together."

With this atmosphere, Cheng Xiao couldn't find anything to eat, and was about to refuse, but Jiang Yingjing said softly, "We're still friends, aren't we?"

His voice was extremely soft, Cheng Xiaoye's fingers were stiff, and he finally didn't call to stop.

Jiang Yingjing didn't take Cheng Xiaoye to eat western food or homemade dishes, but directly took Cheng Xiaoye to a noodle restaurant.

The decoration of the store is extremely simple, although it is noon, but there are only a few scattered tables of people.Cheng Xiaoye was a little puzzled. When questioning the taste of this place, Jiang Yingjing said, "I've been here once, and it's okay. The noodles are strong, and the soup is quite fresh."

How can the taste be bad if it can be approved by Young Master Jiang.Cheng Xiao also nodded vigorously, then played with the chopsticks in front of him.

Although there are very few people in the store, the speed above is very slow.The master who was in charge of the spoon moved slowly, and Cheng Xiao also looked anxious for him.At this speed, it would be amazing if there were too many people.

Others may not be able to eat when they are hungry.While taste is important, filling your stomach is even more important.

Cheng Xiaoye's stomach was already hungry, and he was very anxious seeing the slow movements.If she was alone, she would have got up and left.

(End of this chapter)