The queen's wife is too sultry

As soon as Ye Zhen finished speaking, Jiang Jingting frowned, hugged her tighter with his hands, rubbed her thin lips against her neck, and was infinitely intimate: "Zhen Zhen, what others say doesn't count, I can only believe what you tell me .”

His gentle murmur reached Ye Zhen's ears, and Ye Zhen's heart trembled, "Jing Ting."

She lowered her eyes, the emotions in her eyes were dim and unclear: "What did others say."

The scene of Ning Xi coming out of the room in Orson Building today is still lingering in her mind.

She knew that Jiang Jingting would not give Ning Xi a second look even if Ning Xi dressed up sexy and delivered it to her door, she had never doubted this.

But she also knew that since Ning Xi had painstakingly come to see Jiang Jingting, she would definitely not let go of this precious opportunity to tell Jiang Jingting about her so-called unbearable past.

In this world, Jiang Jingting is the only person she regards as a relative. He is so important to her that she can't help but disregard his opinion.

Jiang Jingting leaned over, raised her chin with slightly cool fingertips, and looked at her quietly with black eyes, "It doesn't matter what they say, and I don't care, I only care about what you say."

Ye Zhen was silent for a moment, then raised her eyes, took his hand and kissed his palm, and said softly: "Today is New Year's Eve, you can go out for a walk with me."

"it is good."

The two packed up again and went out.

The night is silent, with a bright moon in the sky, few insects chirping, and the faint fragrance of flowers permeates the air.

Ye Zhen and Jiang Jingting clasped their fingers together and walked aimlessly.

She buried her face in the coffee-colored scarf, and after deliberating for a moment, she said softly, "My mother. She is beautiful."

The temperature in city A is always cold in winter, Jiang Jingting put her hands in the pockets of her coat, and the corners of her mouth raised a gentle arc: "Is it more beautiful than you?"

He asked this on purpose, but he had actually met Ye Qi, but at that time she was tortured by illness and was in a shapeless shape, making it difficult for people to see her youthful demeanor.

Ye Zhen paused, as if she was seriously thinking about his question.

"She should be prettier than me. I'll look for her photo when I go back and show it to you."

In fact, as long as she speaks Ye Qi's name, there are photos of her on the Internet, but most of them have malicious comments.

Ye Zhen always stubbornly believes that only Ye Qi in her memory is the most beautiful and real her.

Jiang Jingting chuckled, his deep and mellow voice was like the notes of a cello: "I don't believe it, since you were 15 years old, you have been the most beautiful woman in my aesthetic standards, bar none."

She was beautiful enough to make him fall in love at first sight. From then on, he put her in his heart and cared about her for nearly ten years.

Ye Zhen was amused by him, he really explained what is called "beauty is in the eye of the beholder".

"Although she is beautiful, she is stupid."

Her tone gradually became indifferent, and she recalled her mother's tragic life in a straightforward manner: "She once fell in love with a man and gave him all the money she earned to start a business."

"The man is too cold. After using my mother, he abandoned her and was with her best friend. At that time, my mother was just pregnant with me."

"It's not enough for my girlfriend to take away her man. After getting married, she deliberately framed her to seduce a man and ruined my mother's career."

Ye Zhen's eyes were full of hatred, the hand hidden in his pocket tightened unconsciously, Jiang Jingting noticed it, wrapped her hand with a big palm, comforting her silently.

"and after?"

"Later." Ye Zhen pursed her lips, her eyes felt sour, and she said in a muffled voice, "She left the showbiz and gave birth to me alone. When I was ten years old, she was diagnosed with stomach cancer."

"Because there was no money for medical treatment, it was delayed until the late stage. Although there was help from the Jiang family at that time, there was no way to recover."

During the last period of Ye Qi's life, Jiang Jingting was by Ye Zhen's side all the time, so he was very clear about Ye Qi's situation.

The old man of the Jiang family promised her to make a condition in return for saving his grandson.

Ye Zhen asked the Jiang family to send her mother for treatment without hesitation.

But even though the Jiang family used their connections for her and invited the world's top doctors to treat Ye Qi, she was already at the advanced stage of gastric cancer and had multiple organ failures and could no longer bear any high-risk surgery. Lying on the hospital bed and struggling in pain until the last second of her life, during that gloomy and desperate time, her hatred for Ning Hongjing reached its peak.

Ye Qi was her only family member. After she left, Ye Zhen had nothing left. Excessive sadness and pain made her feel ashamed. She once tried to commit suicide by jumping off the top floor of the hospital. Fortunately, Jiang Jingting sent someone to watch her because she was worried. Only then did she stop her suicide behavior.

Thinking of how he almost lost Ye Zhen once, Jiang Jingting's heart kept sinking, and he was afraid for a while, he stopped, hugged her into his arms, and held her tightly.

"Zhenzhen, promise me, never leave me for anything."

His usual calm tone was a bit timid, Ye Zhen hugged his waist, leaned on his warm and broad chest, "No Jing Ting, except you, no one else can let someone else leave. I was so desperate that I gave up my life."

But unexpectedly, Jiang Jingting did not respond to her, but hugged her even more tightly, buried his head on her neck, and said nothing.

Ye Zhen was a little surprised, and patted him on the back: "Jing Ting?"

Where she couldn't see, Jiang Jingting's eyes were dark and cold, he sniffed her hair, it seemed that only in this way could fill the void of fear in his heart.

"Zhenzhen, have you ever thought that you have other relatives in this world?"

Ye Zhen was stunned, her eyes turned cold, and she denied without thinking: "You mean my father Ning Hongjing?"

"If it wasn't for him, my mother wouldn't have fallen into that situation. I only have hatred for an accomplice who killed my mother."

It's not that she hasn't imagined the feeling of having a father, but that fantasy has long been exhausted by Ning Hongjing's perennial indifference and indifference, leaving only numbness and hatred for the word fatherly love.

Jiang Jingting didn't speak, he took a deep breath, hid the dark emotions in his eyes, closed Ye Zhen's scarf, raised his hand and stroked her cheek: "It's okay, since you don't like him, we won't talk about it."

"Go back, I'll make you supper."

He remembered that she hadn't eaten a bite since she came back from Orson, and just tossed her in the villa for a long time, probably because she was hungry.

Ye Zhen was led back by him, the night was dark, she didn't notice his tense handsome face, and suddenly said: "Jing Ting, the last time I met Gu Zheng at UCL, he said you have an agreement , Is there something you guys are hiding from me?"

Jiang Jingting's face froze, but he returned to normal in an instant, and said calmly: "No, he was talking about business matters, how could I hide something from you."