Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

   Chapter 98 Seemingly ruthless but affectionate, seemingly affectionate but ruthless (98)

   He sighed deeply.

   Looking at a few months ago, who could have imagined that so many things would happen in the future.

   His son, his temper followed him.

  Idiot...

   However, we can’t continue like this after all.

   ". After a few days, your injury is better. I'll go and apply for you to study abroad."

   As the only heir of the Han family, he cannot be defeated, nor can he be overthrown by the love of his children.

   He is still so young, and there are infinite possibilities in the future. Just because of a girl, he easily judges his own life and death, which is obviously not rational and mature enough.

  Leaving this place, away from the person who hurt him, it may be cruel, but he has to face it.

  "..." He buried his head and was silent for a long time.

   nodded.

  Jiaoyang took a few days off from school. She traveled abroad and met various customs. Since she came to this world, she has not given herself a vacation.

   She lived a carefree life these days, extremely relaxed and at ease. Even when she returned to China, she was still secretly thinking about which country she planned to go to next.

   She was the only one who got off the plane, but Zuo Jiling was in front of her. He leaned against the car, as if he was still so handsome.

   He was smoking a cigarette, and his brows had inexorable thoughts.

  Jiaoyang was slightly stunned, to tell the truth, long time no see.

  Ling apparently saw her too, so he snuffed out the cigarette **** in his hand and stared at her silently, "I've been looking for you for a long time, Sheng Jiaoyang."

   "What's the matter?" She raised her eyebrows.

  Passers-by just looked at the two, getting along politely and estranged. Who would have thought that they were once a fiancee couple who loved life and death?

   They once possessed each other without reservation, and knew every secret of each other's body. They once embraced, kissed, and received all the envy of everyone in the open air. Everyone thought they would write a good story.

   can be unpredictable.

  "You" he paused for a long time, then whispered, "Go and see Jiang Cheng."

  Ling looked at Jiaoyang's rush to walk, and quickly added, "He's in a drug rehab center now."

  “…”

  Jiaoyang's steps stopped, she lowered her head, then turned around and smiled:

   "So, I don't know how to cure these. You should ask the doctor to give him a few more sedatives, or ask the police to beat him up. The effect should be the same."

   She raised the corners of her mouth and spread her hands.

   "Don't you care what happened to him?" Ling couldn't believe it.

   "Why should I care?"

   Jiaoyang blinked, "I'll tell you what a most qualified ex should do - not to mention, not to pay attention, not to entangle.

   Do you want me to see him, and then let him think that it is still possible for me and him to continue to be entangled and disconnected, is this right? "

   "You are Jiang Cheng because he was too mentally and emotionally disturbed the day he broke up with you, so he took the path of others! Otherwise, you think that a person who is so cautious has never lost since he was a child, how could he have been tricked?

  Jiang Cheng, a person who was so proud of him since he was a child, suffered so much blows one after another, and he has become like that, which is unimaginable to all of us. Without you, he wouldn't be able to live." Ling grabbed her hand.

   "Why do I have to see him, it's not what I told people to do."

  Jiaoyang's face also turned cold, "This is just right, he can reflect on his life alone in the drug rehab center, but don't come out and harm others."

"you!"

   She blinked like a child, her smile was full of evil, and her eyes were only indifferent.

  Ling stretched out her hand to her fragile neck, her eyes were red, as if she could break it with force. She smiled and looked at herself, her expression unchanged.

   In the end, however, he just put his hand on her cheek, his fingers trembling and choking.

   "What kind of monster am I in love with?"

   Han Xiaoshou's plot is tomorrow.

   Begging for tickets, Yuanyuan crying in the storm

   (end of this chapter)