The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Xuanyuan Shangchen knew exactly what he was doing now.

He is willing to pay any price as long as he can win a chance for Jun Huang.

This is love, but also responsibility.

Chu Jin half-supported Ling Que and walked to the second floor. The two passed through the entrance and stopped in front of a bedroom door. Chu Jin put his hand on the doorknob.

Ling Que's eyes fell on Chu Jin's hand. She was wearing a very simple sapphire ring on her ring finger. Under the reflection of her red clothes, the sapphire ring did not look obtrusive, but shone with a faint light, giving it a noble look. pressing.

Ling Que knew this ring.

He has been with Xuanyuan Shangchen for many years, and is the treasure of Xuanyuan's lineage. Why is it now on Chu Jin's hand?

Ling Que pursed his lips slightly, and said calmly, with the usual tone, "The ring is very beautiful."

Chu Jin pushed open the door and walked in, with a soft tone, "Thank you, brother Xuanyuan gave it to me, and I think it's very beautiful." Her attitude was as easy-going as ever, smiling slightly, in a daze, from her smile Here, I saw Junhuang who had been reduced to bones.

This Chu Jin is not easy to deal with.

When she knew about Xuanyuan Shangchen's plan, Ling Que had investigated Chu Jin's life experience. Knowing yourself and the enemy can win all battles. According to the information she investigated, the former Chu Jin was a very ordinary layman, and she could take it easy. She was easy to control, so she never took this passerby A seriously.

But now Chu Jin has obviously escaped her control, as if she had changed from the inside out.

Give her a very strong sense of crisis.

What frightened her was Xuanyuan Shangchen's attitude.

If Xuanyuan Shangchen simply wanted to use Chu Jin and treat her like a marionette, why did he treat her so well? He gave her a ring and arranged for her to live with him.

This should be the treatment that his fiancée can only have.

Ling Que didn't even know what Xuanyuan Shangchen wanted to do.

His mind was too deep, like a cloud of fog in the night, which had already coexisted with the night, and no one could see through it or figure it out.

"Xuanyuan treats you very well." Ling Que turned his head to look at Chu Jin, and said calmly.

Chu Jin walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, turned her head and looked at Ling Que, and said in a gentle voice, "Brother Xuanyuan is very kind to everyone, this is my bed, if you don't mind, lie down and rest for a while Come on."

"No need," Ling Que slightly pursed his lips, "I'll just sit."

There was a sofa in the room, and Ling Que sat down, no tired look in his eyes.

Huagui Garden.

Mo Zhixuan was still standing there in a cold suit, the sharp cold light in his eyes as deep as the sea was clearly visible in this rainy night.

It wasn't until an oil-paper umbrella covered his head that his expression returned to normal, and a faint warmth ignited in his eyes.

"Why are you standing here?" Mr. Mo was tall, and it was a bit difficult for Chu Jin to hold up the umbrella, and he needed to raise his head to meet his gaze.

Mr. Mo took her umbrella, "I'm admiring the moonlight."

The raindrops fell on the umbrella, and Chu Jin raised his lips slightly, "Hehe, the joke you said is so cold."

On a rainy day, say you come out to enjoy the moonlight?

Mr. Mo, where is your IQ?

Eaten by Xiaobai?

Mr. Mo was not embarrassed at all. He wrapped around Chu Jin's shoulder with one hand and the handle of the umbrella with the other. He tilted the umbrella slightly, and most of it dripped on him. The white shirt soon became transparent. Reflects fair skin, and perfect vest line and abs.

While walking, Mr. Mo instructed, "The capital city is not peaceful these days. Be careful when you go out, and try not to talk to strangers." There was a slight gleam in the deep phoenix eyes.

It seems that there is only one person in the world.

Some scholars have said that it only takes 0.02 seconds to fall in love with someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.

"Huh?" Chu Jin looked up in confusion, "Why?"

"The gate of the fourth hospital is broken," Mr. Mo said seriously, "there are many mental illnesses."

Fourth Hospital, a psychiatric hospital in the center of Beijing.

In Mr. Mo's heart, Xuanyuan Shangchen is an out-and-out psychopath.

Chu Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you serious?"

"Of course." Mr. Mo's thin lips were lightly parted, his words were concise, and there was no joke in his eyes.

The two walked slowly, and after about a minute, they entered the gate of the villa.

Mrs. Zhang came out from inside and took the umbrella from Chu Jin's hand, "Mister and Miss, dinner is ready."

Dinner is very rich, five dishes and one soup.

The two sat facing each other, eating quietly and elegantly. Xiao Bai sat on the chair next to Chu Jin, silently eating the high-end cat food prepared by Mrs. Zhang.

While eating, he sighed with emotion that he did not expect that the majestic white tiger would be reduced to living on cat food.

Compared with cat food, it wanted to eat the chicken leg on the plate, just stretched out its paw, when it saw Mo Zhixuan from the corner of the eye, it silently retracted its paw.

With Mo Zhixuan as a god, it feels that even breathing loudly is a luxury.

In order to behave more like a cat, Xiaobai still licked his paws after eating.

"Brother Jin, are you sure this is a white tiger?" Ah Zi said quietly.

Chu Jin raised his hand and touched his chin, "Well, probably."

I don't know what to say today, Deyin hopes everyone is well.