Zuo Qiujin covered his heart with his hand, feeling a dense pain there.

It felt like needles pricking me.

Only now did he realize belatedly that he already had Xia Qingnuan in his heart.

It's just that he thought he could forget it, but he didn't forget it at all.

Nowadays, the Internet is full of comments about Xia Qingnuan, and he can't help but flash her figure in his mind every day.

Not under control.

In the past, he could tell himself that it was Xia Qingnuan who stole other people's data, and that he shouldn't like or remember such a person.

But now I know that Xia Qingnuan did nothing and everything was a misunderstanding.

All this is Sang Cairong's plan.

So the suppressed emotions and suppressed love in his heart suddenly surged up.

Like a spring, what was once suppressed is now rebounding even more strongly.

Coupled with the feeling of guilt in his heart, he was even more out of control.

But he didn't even have a chance to apologize.

She heard his call and hung up immediately.

The meaning expressed in this way is too obvious.

She didn't say anything, but it was like she stabbed a knife directly into his heart, making his heart hurt.

"sorry Sorry……"

Zuo Qiujin covered his head with his hands and kept saying sorry.

Maybe saying this would make him feel better.

When Mrs. Zuoqiu passed by the study, she happened to see Zuo Qiujin.

Mrs. Zuoqiu was shocked. She had never seen her son like this.

Slumped and guilty, I said sorry to the air.

Seeing Zuo Qiujin's appearance, Mrs. Zuoqiu knew that he liked Xia Qingnuan.

But because of family responsibilities and misunderstanding, he didn't understand the true feelings in his heart.

Mrs. Zuoqiu hated iron for not becoming steel, and she hated Sang Cairong even more.

I wish I could stab Sang Cairong to death.

"No, we can't just let it go!"

Mrs. Zuoqiu's sister-in-law is the president's wife, so it is possible to visit Sang Cairong through connections.

In the military detention center, Mrs. Zuoqiu met Sang Cairong.

When she saw Sang Cairong, Mrs. Zuoqiu was shocked.

She didn't expect that Sang Cairong would become like this, with red rashes all over her face, disheveled hair, and empty eyes. Her whole body seemed to be greatly frightened, trembling.

"You...are you Sang Cairong?"

Mrs. Zuoqiu suspected that she had seen it wrong.

In my impression, Sang Cairong was very particular about how she dressed.

Hearing the sound, Sang Cairong slowly came back to her senses and cried loudly: "Auntie, save me, save me..."

Mrs. Zuoqiu knew it was her as soon as she heard the voice, and quickly came to her senses and said: "Don't call me aunt, it sounds really uncomfortable to me."

"I just came to see what you look like."

"Ajin's favorite person is Xia Qingnuan. If you hadn't framed Xia Qingnuan, things wouldn't have turned out like this. I get angry just looking at it."

"Fortunately, you didn't join my Zuoqiu family. I should be lucky."

"I originally wanted to find someone to teach you a lesson, but seeing you look like this now, I feel relieved."

The disgust in Mrs. Zuoqiu's eyes was undisguised.

In addition, Mrs. Zuoqiu said that Zuo Qiujin liked Sang Cairong, as if she was stimulated, "No, no, he likes me."

"Oh, don't talk nonsense. Ajin will never like people like you. The person Ajin likes from the beginning to the end is Xia Qingnuan."

"I know my son myself."

"It's just you, you're not even worthy of carrying Xia Qingnuan's shoes."

"I understand now why he seemed so resistant when I asked him to bring you to my house for dinner."

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