I wish you a fall in love

Chapter 133 Sending a Text Message to the Bastard Young Master

The manager smiled meaningfully.

When I returned to the apartment, the wall clock on the wall was just a quarter past nine, and Ji Yicheng hadn't come back yet.

Jing Qingge let out a long breath, took off the stiletto heels on her feet, pulled on the pink slippers, and ran to the bedroom to change into a set of comfortable pajamas.

As soon as I lay down on the bed and turned on my phone, I received a text message from Shi Muyang,

"Qingqing, are you home?"

"Yeah, it's here." Jing Qingge nodded and edited the reply.

"That's good, go to bed early, good night."

"Brother Shi, good night."

……

Jing Qingge put down her phone and took the iPad aside. A few days ago, VanCleefArpel held a jewelery catwalk show in Paris. She was going to watch the broadcast video online to find inspiration for her designs.

After watching for almost half an hour, it was almost ten o'clock.

"Gu~~~", there was a sudden protest in my stomach, I didn't eat much at noon, and I only ate a small half of steak and two mouthfuls of soup at night because of the unexpected situation.

She is hungry.

Resolutely, he turned over and got out of bed, and went to the kitchen to make supper.

Jing Qingge took out noodles from the cupboard, went to the refrigerator to get eggs, took two out of habit, and made them for himself after a sudden meal, since he was not at home, one egg was enough!

Jing Qingge tilted his head, glanced at the entrance of the living room, turned around quickly, and stomped to the bedroom with two eggs in his pocket.

Looking at the text messages that have been sent, Jing Qingge coughed twice, the expression on her small face seemed a little awkward, her pouting mouth was muffled indistinctly,

"I'm asking you because you promised me to have dinner with brother Shi today..."

On the screen of the mobile phone, the content of the text message is displayed.

"Master bastard, when are you coming back? I'm going to cook a bowl of egg noodles, do you want to have supper?"

……

Outside the window, the stars are shining brightly against the city at night, and the countless lit neon lights make the night even more blurred.

Eagle Gate Headquarters Base.

In the underground prison, the dim lights made the entire enclosed space feel more oppressed by death.

Ji Yicheng wore a black windbreaker, paired with a linen shirt inside, and suit trousers that perfectly wrapped his long legs.

She was obviously magnificent and unparalleled, but she exuded a bloodthirsty and murderous aura that made people tremble all over her body, like a dark demon walking out of the hell's Shura field.

Beside him are Shangguanyu and Situ Yan, equally stern, evil, and domineering, and on the other side is Xiaoyin, Yingmen's subordinate.

In a corner not far away, there were two people lying sideways, trembling all over, they were Song Ming and Fang Rui.

The clothes they were wearing had already turned into rags and rags, bloodstains were everywhere, and they looked embarrassed with black and swollen noses. It was obvious that they had been beaten violently, and they were lying on the ground lingering.

After that night in the bar, all the men in the box were brought back by the people from Yingmen and thrown here directly, and the women have been sent to the underground drugstore in Southeast Asia.

For the past two days, Ji Yicheng asked Xiaoyin to send someone to beat them violently every day. After the beatings, they would apply medicine to their wounds, so that they could not die.

……

Ji Yicheng stepped forward with his long legs, and the sound of cold footsteps could be heard more clearly in the deadly silence of the air.

It felt like a foretelling of the coming of the god of death.

Song Ming and Fang Rui shuddered again. Looking at the man approaching in front of them, their pupils shrank suddenly, and then widened, their faces full of despair and madness...

It was an absolute fear from the depths of the soul.

　Good night~

　　

　

(End of this chapter)