Like Losing a Beloved Treasure
Chapter 89:Like Losing a Beloved Treasure
There was a mess in my head, like all the yarn was scattered.
Sweet but not sure which one is the entrance.
The sky is getting late.
But in the dark room, there is no way to distinguish the night and the day.
Warm and sweet but not at all, her nerves were in a high tension, and fear occupied her whole body.
She buried her head on her knees, her shoulders twitching, and faintly crying.
Outside of one.
I don’t know why he came here.
This woman cheated on him.
But he was full of her mind, and it was all her face.
The bodyguard standing at the door looked at Ji Jingchen, who had been standing here for twenty minutes.
“Sir, will you open the door?”
“No!”
Ji Jingchen quickly refused.
He glanced at the door of the room, and with all his willpower, he forced himself to look away.
Even when you go back to the bedroom, you can’t sleep.
The sweet voice kept coming to mind in my ears.
Even the housekeeper said it wasn’t her.
But in and out of the study, take out the documents, and give them to the person who speaks, it is she.
The truth is in sight, how do you want him to believe it?
He stood up and came to the library.
I suddenly remembered what sweet words had been said before.
Is what she took false?
What fake?
Did you say...
He quickly turned the table over again.
This tender is very important, Zhong has come to many other managers to do their own plans.
However, due to imperfect budget and design, Ji Jingchen was rejected.
It was on the table, but now it’s gone!
He looked up and down the desk again, and saw no trace of it.
In his heart, he was afraid.
The voice of the sweetness of the excuse was again in my mind.
He clenched his fist, did not even dare to think about it, and strode out directly to the outside.
Bang, bang!
Late at night, the door of the housekeeper’s room was knocked.
The butler was still worried about the sweetness of things, did not sleep, hastily opened the door, but saw Ji Jingchen standing at the door.
There was never a fear on his face!
“Have you cleaned the library?”
The housekeeper stood still.
He yelled, “Have you moved the project on the table?”
The housekeeper was completely frightened and shook his head.
"No, sir, you have commanded that no one can enter the study without your permission."
It was like being struck by lightning.
“It’s not what she took... what she took is fake...”
“False...”
He took two quick steps back, turned, and walked clutter toward the end of the corridor.
The butler looked at him with horror.
He had been with his husband for more than ten years, and had never seen him in this wretched appearance.
It’s like accidentally losing your favorite baby.
He came to the small black house in panic, but stopped.
He struggled to raise his hand.
Even if it is a sword and a sea of fire in front of you, it will not blink the record of the eyes.
At this time, there is no courage to open this door.
He dare not.
He was afraid.
The bodyguard standing at the door asked in a whisper, “Sir?”
“Open the door.”The voice of the voice is low.
The bodyguard came forward, and he quickly repented.
"No, I'll do it myself."
He took her out personally.
The door was opened and the lights shone into the dark room.
He only looked at it, and his heart was like tearing pain.
The man curled up in the corner, the shadow of his body trembled, and the extremely repressed cry came.
She is crying...
Ji Jingchen felt one hand squeezed his throat, and all the air was hurried away, almost breathless for an instant.
Wen Sweet did not seem to notice that someone came in and shrunk himself into a group, like a surprised child.
“Jian Chenyao.”
He shouted softly, and the voice was small and almost inaudible.
It was as if she was worried would scare her.
The sweetness did not move.
Just when Ji Jingchen thought she did not hear her, she slowly raised her head, her eyes were a little dull, and looked at him.
Ji Jingchen was caught in her eyes like a knife, and even her fingers were trembling slightly.
“Are you here to curse me?”
She spoke carefully.
His heart was wrinkled, and his eyes were sour.
He took off his coat and carefully covered her.
It's hard to say, "No."
Sweet and sweet, not moving.
“Jin Chen...”
“Hmm.”
He held her up as if holding a precious and fragile treasure.
Every step of the way, be careful.
“It wasn’t my take it...”
Her voice was small, like the whimper of a young beast.
The pain was almost out of breath.
“I know.”
He reached out carefully and grabbed his clothes.
“Jin Chen...”
“I’m afraid of the dark...”
The tears in his eyes almost fell.
He bowed his head and gently dropped a kiss on his sweet forehead.
"I'm sorry, I don't know."
The man in his arms went out, trying to force, but he was afraid that it would hurt her.
Carefully and carefully put her to bed.
Just moved, sweet but tightly clutched his clothes.
“It’s very black.”
There was no light in the room, and the sweet eyes were wide open, and the eyes were watching alertly.
He put his hand on the back of her hand.
In a soft voice I’d never had before, “I’ll turn on the light, okay?”
Sweet and sweet, he pulled his clothes.
Ji Jingchen no longer struggled, but picked her up and walked in the direction of the switch.
He stopped at the wall and kissed her on the forehead.
It was as soft as if the feathers were crossed.
“You’re going to turn on the lights, okay?”
After a while, sweet and sweet before he carefully extended his hand and pressed the switch on the wall.
Slight, the light in the room.
He hugged her toward another switch.
“Continue.”He kissed her forehead.
It was not until all the lights in the room were turned on that Ji Jingchen put her back on the bed.
He did not try to take the clothes out of the sweet hands anymore, but lay with the clothes beside her.
Sweet and sweet curled up in his arms, but his eyes were wide open.
The ring of his hand was on her waist, touching her long hair and patiently calming her.
He bowed his head and kissed her sweet forehead again.
“Rest, all right?”
Sweet or not to close your eyes,
He put his hand on her eyes.
In front of the black, sweet and sweet immediately struggled.
The choir leans on the past, the forehead is facing each other.
"Don't worry, the lights in the room won't go out, I'll be here all the time."
"As soon as you open your eyes, you can see me."
Sweet or something I don’t want.
He gently hugged her.
“Good, you are tired.”
Warm sweet finally slowly relaxed, and soon fell asleep.
The man who stared into his arms, innumerable remorse and hatred, drowned him.
He held her lightly.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong."
“I am sorry...”
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