“I’m at the house...”

When he finished, there was a drum in his heart.

She lied to the chorus...

Listening to the voice on the phone, sweet and nervous sweating.

After a while, Ji Jingchen could not hear the sound of the waves.

"Is it?"I thought you were out there."

Listening to sweet, even more heartily.

But if she can't come today and can't buy this area, the orphanage can't be built.

“No...”

She responded in a low voice, quickly shifting the subject.

"I'll do your best, I'll wait until you get back."

Ji Jingchen said, “Huh.”

Hanging up the phone, Wen Sweet also felt that Ji Jingchen's attitude was wrong.

I thought, Min Ange came out from inside.

"All right?"It can be signed.”

“It is possible.”

Wen Sweet quickly pushed back the panic in her heart and followed Min Ange and entered.

The detailed discussion continued into the evening, and all the details were finally finalized.

The head of the household signed and looked at them with satisfaction.

“It is also our intention to build an orphanage, so that the house does not have to be idle.”

Wen Sweet and sweet to see that the other party is also good-hearted people, nod: "We will certainly run the orphanage."

"Well, it's rare now for such a young couple to do this kind of charity together."

The other looked at the sweetness and the song with a smile.“You will be happy, you will be old.”

He said, “No, we’re just friends.”

The other side waved their hand and did not believe in the sweet words.

"I know, young people are embarrassed."

Warm sweet and sweet smiled awkwardly, "Since the specific matters have been finalized, the time is not early, then we will go back."

She stood up and went outside.

The head of the household enthusiastically followed."Be careful on the road."

“I know.”

Sweet smile and respond.

Pushing the door open, as soon as I saw the person standing outside, the smile was suddenly stiff on the face.

It was late and the light was dark.

The car outside the door stood a tall figure, like a huge shadow, directly shrouded in the warm sweet heart.

There was a loud sound in his ears.

Warm sweet and sweet look in front of the eyes cold, there is no expression on the face of the man.

There was an unprecedented panic in my heart.

She licked her dry lips and pulled the corners of her mouth.

“Jin Chen Chen, how did you come here?”

There was a sweat in his hand.

She didn't even know that she was still on the phone with her, how could she appear in front of her at this time?

And just in her phone, she also vowed to tell him that she is in the Nguyen family...

Ji Jingchen's face was gloomy, and he could clearly feel the muscles on his body tense and he wanted to explode.

He stared gloomily at Min Ange, half-sun, and finally turned his eyes back to the sweetness.

Just when he thought he was about to explode, he suddenly pulled a corner of his mouth.

“I’ll take you home.”

He raised his foot and came close, his body moved.

When the warm and sweet reaction came, he had already punched Min Ange to the ground!

Ji Jingchen's expression was almost distorted, and he pulled Min Ange and hit him round and round.

Every time, a fist hit the body.

Sweet and sweet look amazing.

“Jian Chen, don’t fight!”

She rushed over, just grabbing Ji Jingchen's hand.

He turned his head and his eyes pierced his heart.

“Didn’t you say you were at the house?”

“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t run away?”

“What are you doing here now?”

Three questions in a row, straight inside!Let sweethearts not speak.

“Me, I just...”

Before she could find out how to explain it, Ji Jingchen had returned and fought with Min Ange again.

He also quickly responded and began to fight back.

But he was not an opponent of Ji Jingchen, and soon his body was hung with blood on his face.

Sweet and sweet to come up.

“Jing Chen!Don't fight!"

The eyes are red, and the eyes are red.

He was in a hurry and rushed to the middle of the two.

“Do not fight!”

Min Ange saw him and quickly took the action back.

Ji Jingchen hit red eyes, did not see the person in front of him is sweet and sweet, a punch hit the past.

Her fist slammed directly into the sweet temple, and she throbed and fell out.

He saw her eyes and trembled, and finally she reacted.

He looked at his hands in disbelief, and he didn’t think he was really doing something sweet to me.

Looking at the song, his face changed greatly.

“Sweetly sweet!”

He quickly rushed over and lifted the sweetness on the ground.

Warm sweet feeling a little faint, the head tear the same pain, but also a feeling of nausea.

This is a symptom of a minor concussion.

She frowned and spoke hard.

“I... it’s okay...”

He heard the sound and suddenly reacted.

He ran in panic, pushed away Min Ange, and hugged the sweetness.

"How are you?"Does it hurt?I'm sorry . . .

He looked at the sweet and white face and wanted to kill himself now.

How could he, sweetheart?

“I’m sorry...sorry...”

Jian Chen constantly apologized.

He frowned and felt his brain stirring.

“I am okay...”

He bowed his head and kissed the sweet forehead, and did not even dare to force.

He hugged her carefully, turned around, and the footsteps cluttered to the ground.

He walked along, calming.

I don't know if I'm saying it to sweetheart, or whether I'm saying it to myself.

"I'll take you to the hospital, don't be afraid."

Min Ange got up from the ground, watched Ji Jingchen's car quickly leave, frowning, and followed up.

The sports car stopped in front of the hospital building, and the tires rubbed against the ground, making a shocking sound in the night.

Ji Jingchen carefully walked out with warm sweetness, and his footsteps hurried in, his face was never flustered.

“Where is the doctor?”

He rushed in, stopped a doctor, and walked in with the sweetness.

Sweet and sweet frowned, or feel a little uncomfortable.

But seeing the panicked, he reached out and grabbed his hand.

"I'm all right."

He looked down at him, his eyes full of pain and remorse.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

He carefully put the sweetness into the examination room.

The man in the bed was pale.

He looked at the door in front of him, turned he was remorseful, and leaned against the wall.

He stood mournfully, and the thick guilt and remorse wrapped him up.

After a while, Ji Jingchen took out his mobile phone and called the assistant's phone.

"I think I need a psychiatrist."