He sat on the ground, his face gray.

Halfway through, she finally answered.

“In the library...”

She said, after Zhong left, she turned into the study, and soon found Liu Ting's real ashes.

When he came out again, he nodded slightly.

He turned his head to look at the ground.

"If you want to see your son, I'll let you see him."

He turned to the two bodyguards.

The two quickly stepped forward, pulled up Xu Cuiqin, who was slumping on the ground, left the living room and walked toward the basement.

At the end of the day, he went down the steps and came to the door of the room at the end of the basement.

In the dark basement, the room is very small and does not see the sun.

Xu Cuiqin was taken directly to the place where he had been before Guan Jikang, and as soon as the door was opened, he saw two people who were locked inside.

Both Ji Yisheng and Jiang Tian are locked up here.

He was pale and had blood on his body.

The little finger of his right hand had been cut off, and there was a piece of cloth wrapped around it, and it looked very awkward.

And sitting on the other side of the river language, the body is also full of stains.

When the door opened, the two rushed over, but the bodyguard stopped again.

Xu Cuiqin saw the words, anxiously on the ground, pulled her, tears.

“The word?Are you all right?”

When he saw her, he was very excited: “Mom, are you here to save me?”

“Hurry up, bring the ashes of Liu Ting, and let the gargoyle let us out.”

Then he listened, his eyes suddenly shirked.

She shook her head, not daring to look at the face of the words.

He whispered, “In order to come here to see you, I just gave the ashes to Ji Jingchen...”

Here, he heard it, his face was more gray, and his eyes were angry.

He usually took very neat hair, and at this time he was cluttered on his forehead and eyes, making his appearance look a little more crazy.

He pushed the twilight away.

"What do you say?"Is that something so important to you?You gave it to him, how are we going to get out of here?”

He opened his eyes and glared at Xu Cuiqin.

“Do you want me to stay here all my life?”

Xu Cuiqin was pushed by him and hit back into the chair.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"He threatened me with your broken finger, and I feared you were in danger."

She looked at the words in front of her, hoping to get his forgiveness.

But he looked at her disappingerly.

“What danger can I have?You gave him something, what should we do?”

Sitting on the side of Jiang Tian also came over, dissatisfied: "It is all you, if not for you two, how can I fall to this point!"

She pointed to Ji Yi and shouted, “You tied me up and wanted me to die!”Speaking of you, you...”

Before she could finish, Ji Yi said impatiently and directly grabbed her finger and pointed her hard.

Only a clatter was heard, and Jiang's fingers were instantly broken.

“Oh – what are you doing!”

He held his hand and screamed.

He looked at her coldly.

“If you don’t annoy Ji Jingchen, will we get to this point?”

Jiang said with a white face, “Isn’t that what you told me to do?”

The three of them argue in a row.

He looked at them at the door, his mouth rising slightly.

"It seems that the three of you get along well, and your days here will not be too lonely."

The three of them heard the sound, stopped at the same time, and turned their heads to look at Ji Jingchen.

Xu Cuiqin rushed up first, did not start to speak, puffed, knelt directly in front of Ji Jingchen.

“It’s all my fault, it’s all my fault!”

As she cried, she said, "I deceived your mother in the first place, I took medicine in Ji Kang's wine and pushed her into Liu Ting's room."

"It's all my fault, it's nothing to do with the word, just let him go."

When she heard this, she hurriedly followed, “Yes, it’s all her reasons, it has nothing to do with me!”

He rolled his eyes wide and rushed to the scene.

“Let me out, I’ll never get you any more trouble!”I will run away so that you will never see me.“

He looked at him, hoping that he would be able to leniency.

But the eyes of the twilight did not have any mercy.

The corners of his mouth stirred up the ironic curvature, and coldly looked at the three people who were constantly pleading in front of him.

After a few minutes, he took a step back.

“The next time, I hope you enjoy it.”

With that, Ji Jingchen ordered the bodyguards standing next to him: "Shut the door, and you will never let them out without my permission."

"Yes, Mr. Ji."

The iron door was slowly closed, and the three people in the room changed their faces in fear, rushed over, and constantly slapped the iron door.

“Jing Chen!Let us out!”

“You can’t keep us here!“Shut up, let’s get out of here.”

But the hustle and bustle is deaf.

His footsteps even went up.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I saw a huge black bag outside, and inside it contained the body of Jiwu.

The bodyguard had been found in the room before.

The clock came over and said, “Chief Ji, what should I do with this?”

He glanced at the bag and said, “Take it out.”

The clock pointed to two bodyguards, but they put the bag forward.

Behind him, the three people locked in the room were still clapping the iron door, hoping that Ji Jingchen would let them out.

Ji Jingchen did not turn back, accompanied by their request for forgiveness, the iron door was slapped to make a roar, slowly toward the outside.

The door to the basement slowly closed, closing their voices completely inside.

Out of the house, Ji Jingchen just got into the car.

The clock said, “Mr. Ji, where are you going?”

“Go to the company.”

Ji Jingchen just finished, and remembered the sweet words, changed his mouth: "Or go back to the hospital."

Wen Sweet and sweet back to the company for two days, still hesitate, whether to go to see Ji Jingchen.

But she was afraid that she would really shake after seeing Ji Jingchen.

She was hesitating, but the door to the office was suddenly knocked.

Sweet and sweet quickly back to God, look up.

“Come in.”

The door was pushed open, and a courier in black came in, holding a large pair of colorful red roses in his hand.

On a cold winter's day, seeing such a fresh rose makes people's mood unbearable.

“Is that sweet, Miss Wen?”

Sweet dessert with a nod.

He handed over the rose in his hand.

"Here's your flower, please sign it."

He looked at the big, colorful rose, as if he were still wearing dew.