Chief, Love for you is wrong

When Wen Jili wanted to leave, Qin Jing blocked him. She looked up and smiled at Wen Jili like the warmth of March and the wind, and her lips tilted slightly. "I'm sorry, sir. I don't know you. If your daughter needs to reduce her sentence or redress her grievances, you should find a lawyer or apply to the court. I'm just an ordinary citizen who knows and abides by the law."

After that, Qin Jing tilted her lips and brushed past Gu Zhancheng with a light smile. Her eyes smiled as brightly as the peach in February, but she couldn't stop the broken light inside.

It was the light named "father". In a bright light, it was completely broken, which made people feel cold, and stabbed people's heartache

When getting on the bus, Qin Jing glanced at Wen Jili's worried eyes. She smiled at him flatly, raised her eyebrows slightly, and her voice was as clear as a silver bell. "Wen Jili, do you think I can trust the justice of the Department of justice this time?"

He looked at her. Yache's face was as calm as water. He raised his hand and rubbed her short and broken hair. His lips were slightly raised, his eyebrows and eyes were bent out, wiping a gentle initial color, and his lips were slightly opened. "Yes."

Then she smiled.

*****

Wen Jili sends LAN Xiaoxiao and Chen Xiaoting home first, and he and Qin Jing go to the herbal garden.

According to Wen Ji, he had been there once before. He bought a bunch of fresh perfume lily at the flower shop, and then bought two large bottles of pure mineral water and two clean and clean rag at the service center of Bai Cao Yuan.

Like last time, Wen Jili was in front of Zhang minyun's tombstone and dedicated himself to wiping the tombstone for her. Qin Jing stood aside with a sad look. When Wen Jili wiped it clean, he stood in front of the tomb with Qin Jing for a while.

Finally, when Wen Jili saw that Qin Jing's cheeks were red by the wind, he walked over and patted her on the shoulder, "let's go, it's cold."

Qin Jing looked at Ji Li's worried face, glanced at the tombstone, and Zhang minyun was always fixed at the age of more than 10 years old, like a flower smile, and nodded slowly.

The wind lifted Qin Jing's fine hair in front of her forehead, and several long strands brushed the corners of her eyes. She raised her hand and pulled the fine hair back to her forehead. Wen Jili took her hand and walked outside the herbal garden.

Back to the blue lake villa, the shed in the flower garden was like a few days ago. It was very abrupt. Only after these two weeks, she looked at how the man holding her hand was frightened for her. Everything in the past was not so important.

When I pushed the door in, I didn't see the smiling face of the old lady as usual. I changed my shoes in the porch. When I pushed the door in, the atmosphere seemed depressing.

Qin Jing and Wen Jili looked at each other suspiciously and walked in. When they saw Wen Aiai crying down like a bead chain, there were old men and women with dark faces nearby. Qin Jing's hand suddenly squeezed Wen Jili's arm.

He patted her on the back and looked at her gently. This glance seemed to give her all the strength and confidence, and she slowly sucked it down.

"Grandma, Grandpa, I'm back." Qin Jing patted her face to make her voice sound as relaxed as possible.

The old lady sitting on the sofa quickly stood up with a little red in her eyes. She should have just cried.

"Come on, come and show grandma." the old lady took Qin Jing's hand and looked around her. Turbid tears flowed down and patted Qin Jing's hand.

"You two children, why don't you inform me of such a big accident? Do you think the old lady is old and useless! I can't take care of you..."