One Hundred and Twenty-Five: Love Buried by Time (One Hundred and Twenty-Five)

Jing Rong's eyes were cold, "If you can do it, then do it. If not, then get out!"

Wen Yanzhi looked at him from top to bottom, "Have you ever slept with a woman?"

Jing Rong's face became uglier, "What the hell is your business!"

"Arrogant! You haven't learned anything during this period of time, just learning to swear, right?"

"Haven't you heard that those who keep company with the bad will be corrupted?" Wen Yanzhi sneered, "Your credit."

Wen Yanzhi looked down at him and sneered, "Little virgin, why are you so cute?"

Cute!

"If you really want to have sex with me, you have to get better first." Wen Yanzhi looked down at him, "If you look like this, even if I lie down and let you have sex, you probably still can't."

Jing Rong looked at him with a subtle expression, "Are you really willing?"

Wen Yanzhi laughed, "Did I say I was willing?"

He laughed hoarsely, leaned over, and gently bit Jing Rong's ear, "When you get better, I will personally let you have sex. Then, maybe you will like the feeling of sleeping under me."

Jing Rong's face turned red and white, and finally he just spit out a word coldly, "Get lost!"

Wen Yanzhi seemed to be in a good mood, and Jing Rong's anger only made him laugh.

In the end, he just pulled himself away and let Jing Rong go. Jing Rong was about to get up, but the bastard turned around again, "Don't date other women casually in the future. If you make me angry, I will start with you now!"

Jing Rong sneered, "Mind yourself!"

Wen Yanzhi held his chin with his long fingers and lifted Jing Rong's clean face.

He looked at the boy seriously, "Jingrong, if you don't like me dating other women, as long as you ask, there will be no other women in the future!"

Wen Yanzhi said solemnly. And so seriously.

That look seemed to see into Jingrong's heart.

Jingrong turned his face away, blinked his eyes, and finally, just said with a little coldness: "That's all your business, it has nothing to do with me."

Wen Yanzhi was silent for a long time.

After a while, his hand slowly loosened from his chin. His eyes were filled with layers of disappointment.

He didn't say another word, slammed the door and left.

Jingrong sat on the bed and was stunned for a while.

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That night, Jingyu slept drowsily. She felt that the man hugged her very tightly, so tightly that even her bones hurt.

But she didn't struggle, just let the man hold her like this.

It seemed like a dream.

Maybe there will never be such an opportunity again in the future.

I don't know how long it took, her lips were locked by the man again. The other kissed her deeply, until her whole body was burning and her nose was sour. She woke up, but she didn't dare to open her eyes. She was afraid that if she opened her eyes, tears would fall from her eyes.

The man didn't linger on her for long. After this deep kiss, he kissed her forehead with heavy breathing.

Jing Yu heard his low and hoarse voice ringing in his ears, "That's it. When you wake up in the morning, I will have someone send you away."

She trembled.

This was the result she wanted, but her heart hurt as if it was about to break.

She clenched her fingers and tried her best to grab something, but the man beside her didn't stay for a moment and turned over and got off the bed. Under the quilt, her hands only stiffly grasped a handful of air.

Then, there was a rustling sound: the man put on his clothes.

The door was opened and closed.

The footsteps came from near to far, and then gradually disappeared until they could not be heard.

Jing Yu's hands were weakly clenched and loosened again. She grabbed the quilt, rolled herself up tightly, buried her face deeply in the quilt, and her tears finally wet the sheets.

That's it.

That's it, that's it.

It's over...

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The sun shone in from the window. It was so gloomy during this period that Jingyu didn't notice that the weather was slowly warming up.

Spring is here.

Even the originally withered branches outside gradually added new green, looking full of vitality.

She sat on the bed, staring blankly, and smiled.

A new life has begun, and she should cheer up.

When her father jumped off the building and Liang Shengyi abandoned her, she was forced into a desperate situation, but she finally survived.

Jingyu changed her clothes, packed up the villa simply, and came down from upstairs with a suitcase. The driver was already waiting in the hall, "Miss Jing, the gentleman asked me to take you back."

Jingyu nodded, "Okay, thank you for the trouble."

"I'll take the luggage." The driver walked towards Jingyu and took the suitcase.

Jingyu said thank you and followed him out of the villa. The wind outside blew in with the sunshine, but she still felt a little cold. She folded her clothes and got in the car.

The driver took her directly to the downstairs of the house where she and Qi Jinnian lived.

She originally thought that the house had been rented out by the landlord, but as soon as she got off the car, the landlord came out to greet her warmly.

"You are finally back! I have been waiting for you all morning."

Jing Yu was confused, "Waiting for me?"

How did the landlord know that she was coming back?

"That's right. The house upstairs has been cleaned up for you. Someone lived here a few days ago, and I was afraid that you didn't like it, so I replaced all the original furniture with new ones. Go up and see if it fits. If you think it doesn't fit, we can change it again."

"Sister, what's going on?" The other party was so enthusiastic that Jing Yu felt at a loss. Moreover, she was just an ordinary tenant, why was she so enthusiastic? She then said: "I don't have that much money on hand, so..."

"You're kidding! You only care about living here, why do you care about money!"

"Sister, please explain the matter to me clearly."

"In fact, someone came to pay yesterday. Let alone changing furniture, even if you live here for ten years, I won't charge you the rent."

When the landlord said this, Jing Yu understood.

There would be no one else who could come here to make arrangements in advance except him.

He sent someone here yesterday...

So, he had already thought about this result.

Thinking of that person, Jing Yu felt a little more difficult in his heart. She didn't think about it anymore, just smiled at the landlord, "I'm sorry to trouble you. Then I'll go upstairs first."

As she said, she carried the luggage upstairs. The landlord's wife quickly called her husband out to help her carry the box. Jing Yu didn't refuse.

Opening the door and going in, the inside was indeed brand new. It was much more luxurious than when he lived with Jinnian before.

Jingyu sighed heavily and lay down on the bed weakly.

The phone started to ring.

Jingyu took it out and took a look. It was Zhuangyan's number. She was slightly startled and put the phone to her ear.

"Miss Jing, have you arrived?"

"Yes, just arrived."

"Your father has been transferred to Beisiyuan Hospital. Don't worry, he is safe now."

"Thank you." Jingyu sat up, remembered something, and asked: "Where is Jingrong? How is Jingrong now, where is he?"