Chief, Love for you is wrong

Now she is really dumb to eat Coptis chinensis. She can't tell the pain.

Besides herself, who knows, Wen sanshao personally made up a grass ring and put it on her ring finger?

Who knows, the bloody orange wedding dress was made by the repentant Wen sanshao?

Who knows that on the eve of the wedding, the cool and elegant Wen sanshao sang her an unromantic military song?

These, only she knows, but they can't be the evidence for her to refute the innocence. Yes, that sentence, unwilling, came from so many words. There's nothing more convincing than his personal repentance in public.

After going to the park several times and being pointed out by others, Qin Jing simply didn't go downstairs. She stayed in the house to read. She was not interested in watching TV. She turned on the turntable inadvertently and saw the news of Wen Ji's divorce and repentance. At other times, she walked directly around the house three times a day.

A lot of people talk about money, but a lot of people destroy their bones.

Now she doesn't have so much energy to argue or explain. The expectation of the wedding is so great that she almost exhausted her heart.

What's more, she doesn't disdain to talk too much to those who love to talk about right and wrong after dinner. For those aunts, it's OK to talk about right and wrong, and they ignore the true and false.

Wen's family reported in Leyi community almost every day, but Qin Jing refused to see it. Of course, Qin Jing would still accept the supplements they asked the security guard to send. That was their concern for their great grandchildren. She had no reason to refuse.

"Jingjing, the phone of three young people." when Chen Xiaoting and her family came to see Qin Jing again, during the fight, Chen Xiaoting's phone rang. After she took over and talked for a few words, she handed the machine to Qin Jing.

Qin Jing's mobile phone hasn't been charged since the wedding day. Those kind words of comfort or ridicule must be filled with her inbox. She doesn't have so much leisure to listen to the buzzing and vibrating SMS after she turns on.

Glancing at the hand machine handed over by Chen Xiaoting, the screen was still on, and the three big words [smell three Shao] jumped on it. She gave a slight sigh, took over the hand machine, reclined back to the sofa, bent her legs, looked down at her feet, and said calmly, "well, I'm here."

The phone was quiet. LAN Xiaoxiao and Chen Xiaoting both knew how to do after Qin Jing took the phone. They went far away and gave her a personal space to chat with Wen Jili.

"Xie Jin said you didn't go to her clinic yesterday?" Wen Jili's slightly tired Qingyue voice came from the phone. Qin Jing bowed her head and listened to the voice she hadn't heard for a long time. Her nose was a little sour.

She gave a soft "um" sound, "didn't go." Xie Jin is Qin Jing's chief psychologist.

"Why don't you go?" Wen Jili's voice was flat and slow, but it wasn't hard to hear the misguided worry. Qin Jing slightly breathed out and played with her feet with her fingers for a long time. "The aunt of the park said I didn't know shame, and I didn't want to go down."

The voice was green and crisp, without the slightest depression or complaining mood in it, but Wen Jili on the phone was stifled, held his hand and didn't speak for a long time.

Qin Jing continued to curl her legs. Because she lowered her head, Chen Xiaoting in the distance only saw her eyelashes trembling gently under her broken hair. The whole person curled up on the sofa, quiet and with a touch of sadness.