, hung them one by one, and hung up a whole wide wardrobe.when Ling Jiuze came back in the afternoon, Su Xi was watching a movie in the living room.the man stood behind the sofa, leaned over and kisse...Chapter 3707
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when Yao Jing left, she heard Qiao Bolin's resentful voice behind her, "you still have to take medicine at night, don't forget!"
Yao Jing responded vaguely.
when she got home, Yao Jing received a call from Qiao Kai. His voice was very low. "Sheng Sheng, I'm sorry!"
Yao Jing asked, "did you know in advance"
Qiaokai immediately said, "I don't know. I'm still in the hospital. I won't be discharged until tomorrow. My mother didn't tell me anything at all."
Yao Jing said quietly, "it's not your fault, and you don't have to apologize."
Qiao Kai's tone became more and more melancholy. "since I took the initiative to get to know you, so many unexpected things have happened to push both of us further and further away. Sheng Sheng, why do we have such a fate"
Yao Jing said in silence for a moment, "Let's just make fun of people that day!"
Qiao Kai's voice was hoarse. "I know my mother has done very bad things, but in the final analysis, it's all my fault. I shouldn't get to know you. I shouldn't let myself fall into impossible fantasies. I shouldn't let my mother hold a grudge against you for me. It's all because of me, so you and my eldest brother say, will you let me go to jail for my mother" She is in poor health. If she goes to prison, she will surely lose half her life! "
"Big Brother won't listen to me, but he will definitely listen to you. Sheng, please help me!"
Yao Jing's voice was indifferent. "you want me to help someone who wants to hurt me"
Qiao Kai scolded herself and felt guilty. "my mother did such an extreme thing because she saw me suffer. I'm the one who hurt you. I'm the culprit. Let me be punished. I'm willing to bear everything!"
Yao Jing was silent for a moment. "the law will give your mother a fair punishment, and no one can replace it!"
Qiao Kai said with a bit of mockery, "Sheng Sheng, you underestimate Qiao Bolin. He will let people judge my mother severely. He already hates my mother. How can he take this opportunity not to do anything"
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Yao Jing frowns gently.
"Sheng Sheng, I'm begging you. After this, we never knew each other!" Qiaokai choked.
hung up the phone. Yao Jing sat at the window for a long time, thinking about her and Qiao Kai, her and Qiao Bolin, until it was getting dark. Mrs. Qiao also called her after
. She had been in the Buddhist hall all afternoon and had just learned about it.
hearing that Yao Jing was unhurt, Qiao Bolin hurt her back. Mrs. Qiao heaved a sigh of relief and said, "that's good!"
Yao Jing couldn't help laughing. "if you do this, Qiao Bolin will be jealous and say that you are partial to me."
Mrs. Qiao disagreed. "if he is a man, he will get hurt. How delicate a girl's skin is, but you can't get hurt at all!"
Mrs. Qiao's words undoubtedly ease Yao Jing's guilt. After all, how can a mother not love her son
she knew it and thanked Mrs. Joe more and more. "I'll take care of him."
Mrs. Joe smiled. "well, he probably doesn't want to go home, so please take care of him for me."
"Don't worry!"
originally she was supposed to take care of Qiao Bolin, but now with Mrs. Qiao's instructions, Yao Jing is even more duty-bound.
it's getting dark. Yao Jing picked up her phone, found the restaurant where Qiao Bolin often ordered, ordered some of his favorite dishes, and ordered a light and nutritious soup.
an hour later, Qiao Bolin sent her a message, [a person has no appetite.
also took a picture of her, with the dishes and soup she ordered on the table.
Yao Jing didn't reply to him.
A moment later, Qiao Bolin sent a message again, "the wound hurts, don't forget to give me medicine."
Yao Jing answered him quickly this time. [got it.ay in this fruitless relationship ""if he likes you, I won't say anything but bless you!""but he doesn't like you at all, otherwise he wouldn't have failed to give you an explanation for so many years...