Since then, I will not pay in vain

In the afternoon, she went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables and came back. The vegetable market was a little far away from the Huasheng community. She carried the vegetables and walked slowly on the street, restless.

"Heart Ballad." Suddenly, a luxury car drove over and parked on the side of the road, the door opened, and a slender young man in a suit got out.

When Jiang Xinyao raised her eyes, it turned out to be Jing Qingcang!
"Boss Jing."

"Heart Ballad." Jing Qingcang stood in front of her.

Jiang Xinyao was taken aback.

Not seeing each other for a few days, Jing Qingcang, who was always elegant and tidy, turned out to be very haggard, with blue eye circles, and lost a lot of weight, even his pointed chin was exposed, and shallow stubble grew on his chin.

What happened to him?

"Xin Yao, promise me, marry me." Jing Qingcang said suddenly, and embraced her in his arms, holding her tightly with an excited expression.

Jiang Xinyao was frightened by his actions, and stood there blankly.

"Xin Yao, I love you." Jing Qingcang hugged the woman he missed day and night, never wanting to let go.

As long as Jiang Xinyao can agree to him, even if it is to give him a little hint.

He will have the courage to confront his father and grandfather. He wants to take her home and announce in public that if he really can't, he will take her away and fly away.

These days, he has been walking in the dark, unable to see a little light, the only thing that can keep him going is his love for Jiang Xinyao.

He hoped that Jiang Xinyao could follow him firmly, so that he would spend his whole life loving her.

"Mr. Jing, don't be like this, be rational, don't be impulsive, impulsive is the devil." When Jiang Xinyao woke up, she was panicked and pushed him hard, but the man hugged him even tighter.

While struggling, a white light seemed to flash.

Jiang Xin Yao's eyelids were twitching.

"I'm not impulsive, I really love you, can't you feel it?" Jing Qingcang had an infatuated and painful expression on his face, "For you, I don't even want to die, I just hope you can give me once Chance."

The forced marriage between grandpa and father is both a crisis and an opportunity. As long as Jiang Xinyao gives him a chance, he will immediately take her home.

But at this time, Jiang Xinyao was already frightened, and she seemed to know nothing to do except struggle.

In a Rolls-Royce parked not far away, Hua Zijiao stared at this side with cold eyes, the cigarette butt burning between his fingers was bright or dark, and a terrible cold air emanated from his body.

Today, he deliberately left work early because he was worried that Jiang Xinyao would wait for him at home for too long.

He wanted to go back and spend more time with her.

Unexpectedly, when he was approaching the Huasheng community, he unexpectedly saw Jing Qingcang hugging Jiang Xinyao on the side of the street. In an instant, his face was completely darkened.

He was worried that she would be lonely, but she was fine, but she was meeting her lover outside, not far from Huasheng Community, what did he take for that!
After a while, he suddenly pressed his hand hard on the horn.

"Flute, flute."

The long blast of the siren startled Jiang Xinyao, she looked along the sound, her face turned pale instantly.

"Mr. Jing, I still have something to do. I have to go first." She pushed him away with all her strength, and after saying a word, she ran forward anxiously.

"Heart Ballad." But Jing Qingcang was not reconciled, and chased after her and grabbed her hand tightly.

Jiang Xinyao was in a hurry, looking at the Rolls-Royce parked on the side of the street from time to time, as if seeing Hua Zijiao's dark, smoldering face through the black glass window, feeling inexplicably terrified.

"Mr. Jing." Hua Zijiao opened the car door and got out, with a delicate smile on his face.

Jing Qingcang was taken aback, let go of his hand, and turned his head, a dark light like a nighthawk flashed in his eyes.

The two men just stood a few steps away, looking at each other.

The hostility was palpable in the air.

If Jing Qingcang didn't know the relationship between Hua Zijiao and Jiang Xinyao before, now he not only knows, but also knows it very well.

Jiang Xinyao stood awkwardly.