One Child and Two Treasures: Young Master Gu's palm is full of tenderness

Chapter 494 How dare he hijack Gu Zhizun's woman 7
"Of course, since it's the kindness of the landlord, naturally the little beauty can eat whatever she wants, and take you to the most authentic restaurant to ensure that you have a good appetite."

He took her to eat the most authentic pasta. Since she couldn't escape for the time being, she simply let go of the delicious pasta.

Dongfang Jing's eyes were fixed on the way she ate noodles, and he felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Qingqing: "Aren't you afraid that your little lover will be jealous if you accompany me to eat and go shopping like this?"

Dongfang Jing seemed a little touched by the scene, but smiled indifferently: "I hope she can come over to make a fuss because of jealousy."

Qingqing became interested: "Haha, which woman is so spineless that even Zidi can't handle it?"

Dongfang Jing ignored her teasing, ordered a bottle of white wine, and poured himself a glass. He didn't drink it, but just played with it in his hand: "She likes to eat the pasta from this shop the most, and she often came here to eat it when she was young. She said she would come to eat for the rest of her life, but later this shop was about to close down, and I bought it, but unfortunately, she will never come here again, her eating appearance is almost the same as yours."

"Still a childhood sweetheart?" Qingqing wiped her mouth with a napkin: "This pasta tastes really good."

Dongfang Jing drank the wine in his glass: "It's not my childhood sweetheart, it's my half-sister."

Love: "..."

"Are you disappointed? Didn't hear a story about a childhood sweetheart?" Dongfang Jing smiled at the astonishment in her eyes, and poured himself another glass of wine: "Are you and Gu Zhizun childhood sweethearts?"

Qingqing did not answer him and continued to eat.

"Actually, I'm quite envious of you and Gu Zhizun. They grew up together and fell in love naturally when they grew up. You are very lucky." Dongfang Jing drank another glass.

He took out his wallet, which contained a yellowed photo, and handed it to Qingqing: "My sister."

Above is a group photo, a boy and a girl, the boy is estimated to be four or five years older than the girl.

He glanced affectionately at the doll in the photo: "Your sister is beautiful. Why do you say she will never come to eat again?"

"She is no more."

As Dongfang Jing said, there was a flash of hurt in his eyes.

Qingqing made an apologetic gesture: "I didn't mean to mention your sadness."

"It's nothing. At that time, I was studying abroad at West Point Military Academy. I didn't know she was ill. When I found out that she was seriously ill, she had already reached the advanced stage of leukemia and was weak. She likes princess dresses best and eats spaghetti."

Qingqing smacked her lips and didn't know what to say, and finally gave him a pertinent evaluation: "You are a good brother."

"Good brother?" It was the first time Dongfang Jing heard others commenting on himself. It was very interesting: "If you knew that I hated her and her mother the most when I was a child, and I would take out my anger on her if I had nothing to do, you wouldn't say that. She was alive At that time, I never gave her a good face."

"Are you disappointed? I thought I heard a touching and memorable story, but in the end I was surprised?"

Qingqing looked at the man in front of her again: "...but you keep your photos in your wallet, don't you?"

Dongfang Jingyin twitched the corner of his mouth, shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, turned his head to the window, and said thoughtfully after a long time: "It's a pity that people have never regretted taking medicine in their life."

(End of this chapter)