His Private Sweetheart

All the way home, Jingyao's heart seems to be caught by the invisible palm.

Her self-esteem has been strong since childhood. When her father was in trouble, she could accept the help of others, but if it was in the form of trading, she would never accept it.

She never expected that Leng Shuo would say such words to her. As his woman, why did she feel so cheap?

Jingyao looks up at the night sky. The cold wind in autumn blows her thin evening dress. This evening dress makes her walk in the crowd, which is unique. At the same time, it also attracts the eyes of many men.

Some appreciate it, some are clearly ill intentioned, some even exude lust, as if to swallow her.

Jingyao looks at these men with arms around her. It's not too far from her home. She only has to cross two streets. She doesn't want to waste money to take a taxi, so she decides to walk.

Leng Shuo's car drove out of a disk in front of him. When his men drove the car towards his villa, when he was about to turn, Leng Shuo suddenly gave a voice and ordered, "go back."

He immediately realized that he drove the front of the car all the way from the disc to the direction where Fang Jingyao got off. While driving, he was a little surprised and asked, "brother, did you let Miss Jing be your woman?"

Leng Shuo is also a little upset at the moment. His intention just now was good, but he used the wrong way. But he didn't expect that Jing Yao would have such a big temper. He even said that if he didn't want to be his woman, he wouldn't do it.

This also makes Leng Shuo feel depressed. Is he so despised in her eyes?

In a square on the side of the road to see the figure of Jingyao, Leng Shuo let his men on the side to follow, he just want to make sure that she has not safely home on the line, but also do not have to come back to ask her.

She's wearing this evening dress. It's really eye-catching.

Probably as long as it's a man, it will take more eyes. What if it's a bad guy?

Sure enough, this kind of thing is very easy to happen at night. Jingyao starts to keep up with the two men behind her. It's not good to see them.

"Boss, Miss Jing is being watched by the sex wolf."

Leng Shuo orders to his men in the co pilot's seat, "you go down and let the two men disappear."

The men who got the order immediately pushed the door and got out of the car. Then, they stepped in from an entrance. Jingyao only heard footsteps behind her. She turned her head twice and felt that the two men had been following her. She felt hairy in her heart and quickened her pace.

Just a few steps away, she heard a scream coming from behind her. She looked back quickly and saw that under the street lamp, the two men who had just followed her were lying on the ground screaming for some reason.

Jing Yao's heart was choked, and she almost ran to the front.

Leng Shuo's car looked at that Pathetique flustered figure, the corners of his mouth snorted, toward his hands, "you follow her all the way home, don't be found by her."

"Well, boss, it seems that you still care about Miss Jing."

Leng Shuo stares at him slightly, and the car he takes drives into the night.

Jingyao safely back home, she quickly changed the body of this evening dress, into the bathroom to take a bath, with a towel rubbing wet long hair, her whole person is in a trance.

Her heart felt a stabbing pain for no reason. Looking at this humble home, she didn't feel sad. As long as the whole family was together, what if they were rich or poor?

All she wanted was to win the respect of others.

Leng Shuo's car drove to the direction of the villa. He was also a little tired today. At this time, his mobile phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was his subordinate, the one who sent it to check the DNA.

"Hello Cold voice line hoarse pick up.

"Hey, boss, it's coming out."

"He said Leng Shuo's heartstrings immediately tightened.

"You and he Liguo are sure to have a father son relationship." At that end, his subordinates said very carefully.

It seems to be expected that Leng Shuo's eyes flashed a complex color, that is, a trace of joy, but also a trace of loss. He finally found his own father, but tonight, it seems that his father is now having a perfect family.

He seems to have a superfluous existence.

Hung up the phone, Leng Shuo closed his eyes, for the city's nostalgia seems to have become thin up.

Maybe Locke's words before his death were to confuse his heart, thinking that he could not find the answer. Now, he has found it, so what?

It seems that it's time for him to leave.

Jingyao is sitting at the head of the bed in a daze. Suddenly, her mobile phone rings. She picks up a strange number and says, "Hello!"

"Jingyao, it's me. Shall we do a business? You give yourself to me and I'll bring your father's company back to life. " At that end, he Feng's bad voice came.

What Jing Yao dislikes most tonight is this sentence. Her little face is gloomy immediately. She hums coldly in front of the microphone, "have your dream! I don't need the help of people like you. ""Jingyao, are you sure you want to offend me? You know I'm going to crush you now. It's as simple as killing an ant. " He Feng threatened at that end.

"What do you men do besides exchanging money for women? Even if I were to die, I would not agree to your terms. " Jingyao yelled at the microphone.

Duan Hefeng snorted a little dullness, "you're not really smart. If you didn't dress up tonight to attract me, do you think I'd still like you?"

"Thank you for not seeing it." Jingyao finished, the phone was broken.

After hanging up the phone, Jingyao can't help but lie on the bed tired. She doesn't think of anything else any more. She sleeps all night without a dream.

The next day, she was going to work part-time in the coffee shop. In the evening, she decided to go back to the bar to work. She depended on herself, not on men.

In the club.

He Feng is chatting with several rich young men. For these rich young men, the conversation is nothing more than famous sports cars, the identities of men and women.

Speaking of women, he Feng hummed coldly, "remember Jingyao before? I've never seen anyone who's so illiterate. "

"What? Master he, you still remember this woman! But really, Jingyao is a little different. She is not more active than other women, but she is more interesting. She must have a special sense of achievement when she plays. "

"No, her face is rare and beautiful! It's just that even master he Feng can't make it. Let's forget it. "

"Which Jingyao?" Another man immediately asked curiously.

"Who else can have Jingyao? The one whose family went bankrupt a year ago? "