Since then, I will not pay in vain

Hua Zijiao was taken aback, he didn't expect this woman to be so stubborn!After a while, her sexy and thin lips curled up slightly, and she spoke confidently:
"You say you won't eat it if you don't eat it? I have plenty of ways to make you eat it."

But Jiang Xinyao said coldly: "If you force me again, believe it or not, I will call the security guard over."

Hua Zijiao blinked, this dead woman is really stubborn, would he care about a small security guard, but, forcing a woman, he still can't behave like a man.

"So, you really don't need me to take care of you?" After a while, he asked seriously.

"Yes." Jiang Xinyao pursed her lips tightly, her fingers twisted into a ball, but she spoke with certainty.

Hua Zijiao tilted his head to look at her for a while, then suddenly turned and walked outside.

The sound of his footsteps died away quickly.

Jiang Xinyao clenched her lips with her teeth, a cloud of mist covered her eyes, and she closed her eyes.

He's gone at last, quiet!But why is her heart so uncomfortable?
As night fell, the city was brightly lit and bustling.

It was lonely and lonely in the cold ward.

Jiang Xinyao's heart seemed to be wrapped in a layer of bitter water, and the bitterness reached the depths of her soul.

Mom, at this time she misses her so much, she really wants to go to her ward, stay with her, and talk to her.

But this hospital is not my mother's hospital, it's far away.

And she was injured so badly that she couldn't move her whole body, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't go anywhere at all!
She wanted to call Piao Piao, this heartless person, she was hurt so badly, and she didn't come to see her, she wanted to scold her.

But her cell phone has already been broken.

She just lay there alone.

After sleeping for a whole day, I don't want to sleep now, I can only open my eyes and look at the ceiling, tasting the pain and loneliness that belonged to her alone.

After a while, someone pushed the ward away.

She looked over and saw that it was a nurse.

She came over to check and treat her wound, and gave her medicine.

Jiang Xinyao asked the nurse to give her the remote control of the TV.

Watching TV is also good, at least it can pass the time.

She flicked on the TV switch.

After switching several stations, it was transferred to Nancheng News Station.

After a while, her eyes settled on it.

This news was replayed, and it was broadcast on the day Jiang Xinyao was injured. The journalists were covering the scene, and there were police cars around the unfinished building, and a cordon was pulled up.

Several men were led into a police car with their hands tied behind their backs. At the very beginning, there was a flash of Hua Zijiao holding her and rushing towards the police car like crazy. There were injuries on his face and forehead, but he still couldn't hide it. Anxiety and pain all over the face, especially the darkness that flashed like an awl in those bright eyes, in the deep darkness, Jiang Xinyao saw despair, pain, self-blame, sadness, and a panic of losing .

This gaze can make her heart ache after many years!
She was stunned, pursed her lips tightly, and suddenly felt that Hua Zijiao was really not that heartless to her.

She pressed the remote control with her fingers to shift the TV screen.

This turn made her chest stagnate again, and she fell into hell again.

On TV, Wang Jiayu is being interviewed, and some media are asking her: How is her fiancé doing now after being kidnapped.

She was wearing a very high-end long coat, and the V-neck dress inside was very elegant. Qianqianyu wiped her tears with a tissue with her fingers, and said in great pain: "He was injured, and now I am in the hospital. I am really sad. I hate myself for not following the past to get hurt on his behalf..."

Jiang Xinyao turned off the TV at once, feeling distraught.

She couldn't doubt the authenticity of Wang Jiayu's words. If she really loved Hua Zijiao, she would have done that, just like her, who rushed forward without hesitation at that time...

She turned her head to the window, looking at the darkness outside, tears rolled down her eyes.

At this time, Hua Zijiao must be by the side of the bright and beautiful Wang Jiayu. She is beautiful, intellectual and elegant, but she is lying sickly on the bed in hospital clothes, which is really ugly.

Tears of grievance flowed out again.