Uncle President, don't spoil me

Chapter 202

Jinglei never went to see Ning Huan again, but only heard that Ning Huan committed suicide with a special drug prepared by the Spanish government army, and did not leave any words, whether it was sophistry or admission.

The woman he had loved for two years died suddenly and without warning.Back then, she suddenly appeared in his world, but now she left suddenly, just like her usual personality, paranoid, stubborn.

However, he didn't understand that Ning Huan didn't leave any words for Jue Mo, not a single word.He often sits in Ning Huan's room, and what he sees through the floor-to-ceiling windows is the huge lawn in the distance, where occasionally people are playing and frolicking.

When he passed Ning Huan's room before, he would see her standing there with a smile. He was always curious about what she saw, and now he understood.What Ning Huan wants is pure happiness, but for her, it is the hardest thing to get.

"Jinglei." Zixuan walked through Ning Huan's room and walked in.

"How is your injury?" Jing Lei nodded slightly, with a respectful attitude.He was actually very grateful to Zixuan for taking action last time. If he hadn't responded in time, the matter would have gotten out of hand.

"It's okay, Juemo made a fuss." Zixuan shook his head, with a helpless expression on his face. In fact, his injury was not serious, and he didn't need a special care at all. He just had a new injury and some old injuries recurred. Burned for two days.

"Master is also worried about you." Jing Yu walked over expressionlessly, stood in front of Zixuan, and bowed suddenly, "Thank you."

This is him, for his dereliction of duty, and for Zixuan's gratitude.

Zixuan shrugged, and replied calmly, "Jemo is my friend. I just help my friend." In one sentence, his own credit was lightly conveyed.

Jinglei has always felt that he knows how to read people. He is used to seeing all kinds of people around Juemo. People in the underworld are always the best at hiding their emotions, but Jinglei can always detect one thing or two.But for Zixuan, he always couldn't see through it. This indifferent noble son could always hide his true emotions, making it unpredictable.

"Jinglei, have you ever wondered why you stay by Juemo's side?" Zixuan suddenly walked to the bookshelf and asked casually.

"Huh?" Jing Lei didn't seem to expect to be asked such a question. In fact, he never thought about the reason. By the time he thought about this question, he had already become Jue Mo's right-hand man.

"With your and Jing Yu's abilities and skills, even if there is no Jue Mo, they will not be inferior to others." Zixuan's voice is cold, his eyes are like torches, as if he wants to see through Jing Lei's eyes.

Jing Lei was startled suddenly, and his body involuntarily took a step back. Zixuan's deep gaze made him slightly stunned, almost being sucked into his deep dark brown pupils.

"I will not betray my master." Jing Lei clenched his fists, straightened his waist, and said it with confidence.For him, the most important person is the master, who gave him a second life. The master is not only Bole, but also a benefactor.

The deep laughter echoed in Ning Huan's room, giving Jing Lei the illusion for a moment, as if Ning Huan was also laughing at him, mocking his stupid loyalty.

"I don't quite understand, what do you mean by that?" Jing Lei took a step forward, and looked at Zixuan at the same level, his eyes were firm and persistent.

"It's not interesting, I'm just curious. Between Ning Huan and Jue Mo, you chose Jue Mo, so if Ning Huan was replaced by Jing Yu, how would you choose?" Zixuan finished speaking without waiting for Jing Lei's answer. Then he turned and left, leaving him with an indifferent back.

As for Jing Lei, he was stunned by Zixuan's question, he really never thought about it.

Since birth, the two brothers have depended on each other for life. Jing Yu has been in poor health since he was a child. He started working for Jing Yu when he was very young. .

Later, their brothers were selected by the master and stayed with them. Jing Lei suddenly couldn't remember whether Jing Yu had objected to staying with the master. Although they gained a lot, they lost their freedom because their lives were no longer own, but the master's.Even though the master regards them as brothers, they still abide by the distinction between master and servant, and dare not easily overstep the rules.

"Brother?" Jing Yu passed by and saw Jing Lei standing alone in Ning Huan's room in a daze, frowning slightly, he rarely saw Jing Lei's pensive look.

"Jing Yu." Jing Lei walked to the door and stared at Jing Yu steadfastly, "Have you ever regretted coming to the Mafia with me?"

This is a conversation that their brothers have never had before, and even they haven't talked about things other than work for a long time, what they talk about most is gangs and turf wars, because they live together, they rarely even ask The diet and daily life of the other party, or this is the way men get along.

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Jing Yu smiled, shook his head as if looking foolish, "Hurry up and get down, the boss is looking for you."

"En, good." Jing Lei nodded, closed the door of Ning Huan's room with his backhand, and hurried downstairs.

Because of this, he didn't see Jing Yu's gloomy and unpredictable face, so he snorted coldly and walked upstairs.

It wasn't until they had no sound of footsteps that a figure came out from the corner. Zixuan frowned and looked in the direction Jingyu left, thinking for a long time.