One Hundred and Twenty-Two: The Depth of Love Buried in Time (Including Warm Scenes)

Speaking of this, Jing Yu paused for a moment. Thinking of that man, my heart ached.

She said in a low voice after a while: "If Mr. Youyu hadn't hired bodyguards to protect me, maybe you wouldn't be able to see me now. And Jingrong... He was also the one who rescued Jingrong when he was in trouble."

She looked at her father and said, "Since he needs this thing, can you give it to me and let me give it to him, and I will repay his kindness? From now on, he and I... really don't owe each other anything." .”

The last words were spoken in a muffled and soft voice. Blowing gently in the cold wind, it seemed to be broken.

Jing Chaochen did not speak immediately, but looked at his daughter with heavy eyes.

Jingyu seemed to be extremely tired. He lay weakly on his father's lap and said sadly: "Dad, I'm tired. I want to take you and Jingrong home now so that the three of us can live a good life. He said, As long as you are willing to cooperate...he will let me go and let you go. Give me the key and let me end this, okay?"

Jing Chaochen's withered hand gently covered his daughter's head and caressed her lovingly with his fingers. After a long while, he said "Yeah", "I'll leave it to you... to do whatever you want with it."

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the other side.

Jing Rong and Wen Yanzhi were having breakfast at the same table. It was obvious that Jingrong was still arguing about what happened yesterday. He only ate in silence, unwilling to raise his head.

The atmosphere here was unbearable for Young Master Wen. After taking a sip of porridge, he finally took the lead and asked, "Where are we going today?"

"..." Jingrong didn't answer, as if he didn't hear him.

Wen Yanzhi patiently continued to ask: "The girl you are dating today is the girl you said you like?"

"..." Jingrong continued to drink the soup leisurely.

After kicking two iron plates, Wen Yanzhi lost his dignity. His face turned cold, and he walked directly to Jing Rong, snatched the spoon from his hand and threw it on the table.

He glared at Jing Rong, but before he could speak, Jing Rong had already replied coldly: "This is my private matter and has nothing to do with you."

Depend on!

Wen Yanzhi's face became more and more grim, "Jingrong, don't be so arrogant! Why does it have nothing to do with me? I have to protect your safety, so of course I need to know who is meeting you! Stop nagging me,

Hurry up and tell me which person you want to meet. If you make it clear, you can go. If you don't know, just stay at home and don't even think about leaving anywhere! "

At the end, he added arrogantly: "I don't allow it!"

When he mentioned this, Jing Rong straightened his expression and looked at Wen Yanzhi seriously, "Exactly, this is what I want to tell you."

Wen Yanzhi frowned, sincerely not liking the look in his eyes.

He asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to say?"

"I've been troubling you all this time. Now that my health is slowly improving, I think I shouldn't cause you any more trouble."

Wen Yanzhi's face turned colder. Teeth clenched, "You have indeed caused me a lot of trouble! You are still somewhat self-aware!"

Jing Rong had a hint of embarrassment on his face. The next moment, he seemed much more relaxed, "So, from today on, I won't live here with you."

Wen Yanzhi crossed his arms across his chest, sneered, and said sarcastically: "Why, the girlfriend you have made has a rich family and can support you? Or are you planning to cause trouble for your sister again?"

Every word he said was harsh. However, what he said was the truth that Jing Rong could not refute.

He pursed his thin lips tightly, suppressing his displeasure, and straightened his thin back stubbornly before saying coolly: "This is my business and has nothing to do with you."

It doesn’t matter!

As if he was happy to take care of him!

The young man was so ruthless and tried to clear the relationship with him, which made Wen Yanzhi angry, "Don't think that I want to keep you here - I only take care of you because your brother-in-law doesn't want to see your sister sad for you. ! You don’t have to leave in a hurry now. I heard that your sister and your brother-in-law have been having a fierce quarrel recently. As long as your brother-in-law no longer interferes with your sister’s affairs, I won’t bother to interfere with you anymore. When the time comes, you can go wherever you like. go!"

After Wen Yanzhi said that, he didn't look at Jing Rong again, but gave him a cold and angry look on his back.

Jing Rong looked at the back, his eyes extremely complicated.

Outside the house, the roar of a car could be heard. His sports car disappeared outside the villa like the wind.

Jing Rong sighed deeply, thinking a lot.

However, he just said, are my sister and that person having a conflict recently?

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Jingrong made an appointment with his classmates to see the art exhibition together. The car stopped at the entrance of the exhibition hall, and the bodyguard helped him into the wheelchair.

"Jing Rong." A female classmate wearing a crisp school uniform called him not far away with a schoolbag on her back.

Jing Rong smiled at her, "Long time no see."

The other party looked at Jing Rong's legs with regret and said pitifully: "I thought you were just sick, but I didn't expect..."

"It's just a small thing, I'm used to it now." Jingrong smiled lightly, "Let's go in first, otherwise we won't have enough time."

"Okay, I'll push you in."

The girl pushed the boy towards the exhibition hall. The two of them talked in low voices, and occasionally the boy would raise his head to respond to the girl. The two people looked at each other and smiled. Not only did they look well matched, they were also full of warmth and vitality.

Wen Yanzhi was sitting in a car not far away, watching this scene solemnly, feeling as if there was a huge stone pressing on his chest and he was suffocating.

He had to find some fun to vent his anger, otherwise he would be bored to death.

He took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

The call was connected, and before anything could be said, Wen Yanzhi spoke first: "I happen to be free today. Let's make an appointment. I'll wait for you at the convention and exhibition center."

There was a happy response from the other side, and Wen Yanzhi hung up the phone.

Angrily, I threw my phone on the passenger side and calmed down. I felt that what I was doing was very ridiculous, childish and boring. When had he done something so idiotic before? Better now! He turned into a complete idiot all because of this kid!

Wen Yanzhi pounded the steering wheel irritably.

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Jing Rong was looking at the art exhibition attentively, and as the paintings passed through his eyes, he felt a mixture of emotions.

I don't know when he will be able to pick up the paintbrush again and construct these vivid pictures.

"Hey, it's him!" Suddenly, the female classmate beside him exclaimed softly.

Jingrong heard the sound and looked away from the painting slightly. I heard a female classmate ask: "Jingrong, look, is he the gentleman who modeled for us last time? I remember you guys chatted."

Jingrong had a bad feeling.

Following the girl's gaze, as expected, she saw that all-too-familiar figure standing under a painting.

He was tall and tall, with his hands in his pockets, and seemed to be very focused on reading the painting.

Jingrong frowned.

Is he following me?