Chapter 74 Business matters
As soon as these words came out, Liang Jingwan felt as if her throat was being strangled. She opened her mouth slightly, but couldn't make a sound. After a while, she found her voice and swallowed: "What did I deceive you about?"
The voice was weak and extremely unconfident.
Su Jinlin tapped her fingers on the steering wheel, making a "dong-dong-dong" sound, which made his voice even colder: "Let me be lenient if you confess."
Refusing to be strict, Liang Jingwan silently added the last sentence in her heart.
However, she will definitely not seek death.
"I have nothing to confess, and everything I tell is the truth." Liang Jingwan said confidently.
It was indeed the truth. The content of her conversation with Gu Zhengchen was about what she had seen before, but...
Liang Jingwan looked sideways at Su Jinlin, snorted softly, and said, "Cousin, you are too suspicious."
Hearing this, Su Jinlin suddenly tightened his fingers on the steering wheel: "Then you have nothing to do with him?"
"It doesn't matter." That's weird.
Before Liang Jingwan could relax, Su Jinlin continued with a low voice: "It doesn't matter, let's hold each other together!"
The handbag on her leg gradually slipped off, making a "bang" sound, just like Liang Jingwan's mood at the moment.
"I'm neither a fool nor a blind person. Don't use your bluffing tactics on me."
Liang Jingwan lowered her head and picked at her nails, pretending to be deaf and dumb.
Su Jinlin rambled on for a long time, and finally he glanced at Liang Jingwan: "You don't have anything to say to me?"
"Since we are in love, why don't we tell our family?"
"He doesn't want to make it public, so he's playing with your feelings?" Su Jinlin's tone was scary, as if she was going to rush to settle the score with Gu Zhengchen in the next second.
Liang Jingwan quickly shook her head: "No, no, after all... I should be the one 'playing with' his feelings?"
Now that it has reached this point, Liang Jingwan no longer conceals it and tells the matter.
After listening, Su Jinlin was silent for a moment, then snorted coldly and asked: "Huh, does it feel exciting to carry someone on your back?"
"No." Liang Jingwan retorted lightly, without any confidence.
"It's just," she thought about it: "I feel... it's not developed enough to..."
Liang Jingwan had a flash of inspiration and asked Su Jinlin: "Why do you care so much about our affairs?"
"Oh, one is my friend and the other is my sister. I can't ask any more questions, huh?" Su Jinlin lowered his tone, and the last word "um" was extremely intimidating.
"Oh, you've never been in love, you don't understand. Besides, your sister and I have already found a boyfriend. You, a thirty-two-year-old single man, still haven't found a partner. You should reflect on it yourself." .”
After the car stopped, Liang Jingwan said no more, unbuckled her seat belt, opened the door, and got out of the car.
She put her hand on the car door, glanced left and right, and then spoke to Su Jinlin in a low voice, with a slight warning in her eyes: "Don't tell my parents."
After finishing speaking, he closed the car door heavily, raised his head like a proud peacock, and walked through the door. As a result, he tripped when he went up the steps because he didn't lower his head to look at the road
"Oops."
Throwing her body forward, Liang Jingwan tried to grab some support, flipped her hands back and forth, and was about to fall face-first to the ground.
In a flash of lightning, a force tightly grasped her collar and lifted her up.
"Cough cough cough." The back collar was grabbed, and the front collar tightened around her neck. Liang Jingwan coughed a few times and thanked Su Jinlin.
"Look down and look at the road." Su Jinlin scolded.
Liang Jingwan pursed her lips, followed Su Jinlin, and walked in slowly.
Liang Jingwan was very happy that Lu Shuning was no longer around. What followed was even happier when she learned at the dinner table that Su Jinlin was going back to BJ.
Liang Jingwan was overjoyed.
The next day.
After watching Su Jinlin get into the jeep, Liang Jingwan ran home happily.
Liang Jingwan was a little lazy after not going to work for several days, and she was not very excited when she arrived at the law firm.
He held his chin with one hand and put the other hand on the mouse, flipping through the cases.
"Liang Lu, this is your letter." The front desk handed over a stack of envelopes. Liang Jingwan reached out and took it, lowered her head and glanced: "Thank you."
The utility knife cut open the envelope, and several photos fell out, large high-definition pictures.
Liang Jingwan's eyebrows skipped a beat, then she opened the following letters. Without exception, they all had the same protagonist - Xi Jingcheng.
Some are drinking, some are eating, some...
The angles are all candid shots.
Liang Jingwan frowned slightly, subconsciously thinking it was from Lu Shuning, but then she thought about it, she made it very clear during the Internet competition last time, and Lu Shuning would not be so stupid.
There was no shipping address on the envelope, only her name, mobile phone number and the address of the law firm. Liang Jingwan thought quietly about the person who knew she worked here and had her phone number...
She had a general direction in mind.
……
After clocking in from get off work, Liang Jingwan returned to Bodhi Bay.
I ordered takeout and after eating, I found a horror movie with high ratings.
The screen was projected on the white wall, and Liang Jingwan followed the protagonist of the movie intently.
The movie was playing and the protagonist was in the room. Suddenly, footsteps sounded in the room, getting closer and closer to the protagonist. The protagonist ran to the door, but there was a knock on the door.
Just as the protagonist walked towards the door, Liang Jingwan held her breath and her heart trembled slightly.
As soon as the door opened, a blood-red head hung in the air.
And there was a doorbell ringing in her ears.
Liang Jingwan couldn't help but scream.
The doorbell rang for a while, probably because she heard her cry, then it changed to knocking on the door and slapping her palm on the door.
Liang Jingwan endured her fear, walked in slowly step by step, opened a gap, looked up along the gap, and saw a familiar face.
"Scared me to death." Liang Jingwan breathed a sigh of relief and said coquettishly.
Gu Zhengchen hugged Liang Jingwan's body and said, "What's wrong?"
Liang Jingwan didn't answer his question. She leaned close to his neck, sniffing back and forth like a puppy, and asked, "Have you been drinking?"
Gu Zhengchen responded in a low voice, closed the door, and carried Liang Jingwan onto the shoe cabinet in the entrance.
His left hand placed his hand on her neck, and he kissed her passionately one after another.
The kiss was so heavy that Liang Jingwan couldn't help but reach out and pat Gu Zhengchen's shoulder to signal him to stop.
Perhaps because of drinking, Gu Zhengchen looked particularly unrestrained tonight.
When Liang Jingwan was really out of breath, Gu Zhengchen retreated slightly, met Liang Jingwan's eyes, and said in a low voice, "What are you looking at?"
Liang Jingwan followed Gu Zhengchen's line of sight and saw the picture on the wall, and then she realized: "It's a horror movie, do you want to watch it together?"
A few minutes later, Liang Jingwan nestled in Gu Zhengchen's arms fearfully, holding his hands to cover her eyes. She knew she was afraid, but she still wanted to expose a small gap to see.
Seeing the blood all over the screen, Liang Jingwan put her arms around Gu Zhengchen's neck and said repeatedly: "I won't watch it, I won't watch it anymore."
The voice trembled.
"Are you sure?"
Liang Jingwan nodded heavily.
The next second, the lights came on.
Liang Jingwan is allergic to honey. There is no honey in the apartment, only extremely bitter traditional Chinese medicine hangover soup.
Liang Jingwan walked into the bedroom carrying a bowl. The sound of water running in the bathroom had not stopped yet. She put the bowl on the bedside table, knocked on the bathroom door, and said: "Put the hangover soup on the bedside table."
The door was opened, heat filled the air, and Liang Jingwan was pulled in.
"Hangover soup..."
"Drink later, business is more important."