Chapter 212 The King Returns (9)
Jiang Ye met Chu Zheng at night.
She came in through the door, carrying a tray.
Jiang Ye's condition was much better at this time, and he was leaning on the bedside and looking out the window.
Chu Zheng came in and he turned around.
The corners of Jiang Ye's lips rose: "Miss Sheng, I'm sorry. It's better to be famous than to meet. You and I know something very different."
"Yeah." She was not Sheng Chuzheng, so of course it was different.
Jiang Ye pressed the tip of his tongue slightly against the roof of his mouth and chuckled: "Miss Sheng, thank you for saving me."
The young man's face was still a little pale, but when he started to laugh, he was as beautiful as flowers in full bloom.
The sharpness of the night faded away, and the boy now looked extremely harmless.
Chuzheng put the tray aside: "You're welcome, just think I'm a good person." Being a good person is so troublesome! Want to get rid of it!
"Good guy?"
Jiang Ye suddenly thought of the time when she poked her own wound badly.
Is she seriously kidding herself?
Jiang Ye tilted his head and said with a smile, "Miss Sheng's hobbies are very special."
"fine."
Jiang Ye: "..."
This little girl...
Jiang Ye then carefully looked at the person in front of him.
The little girl wore a white T-shirt, a black knee-length pleated skirt, and a light blue jacket. Her long hair was casually scattered behind her head, and her fallen hair was tucked behind her ears, revealing a bare face.
Although she is bare-faced, she looks better than those who have put on makeup.
Fair and delicate skin, like mutton fat and white jade.
A pair of black eyes, clear and cold, like ice and snow in the mountains, making people feel chilled just by looking at them.
Jiang Ye withdrew his gaze, looked at the portrait in the room, and faintly changed the topic: "If there is no problem with my news, Sheng Ting set up his own business and trampled the Sheng family under his feet. Why do you still have his portrait here?"
Chuzheng followed his gaze and looked over.
"This is his room." Chuzheng replied calmly: "I didn't have time to get it."
Sheng Ting's room...
What was her purpose in getting herself into this room?
Jiang Ye felt complicated.
Jiang Ye suppressed the complexity and asked with unclear meaning: "You don't hate him?"
Chuzheng asked, "Why do you hate him?"
"He did this to the Sheng family." Jiang Ye's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a dark color flashed in his eyes: "Why don't you hate him?"
"none of my business."
Jiang Ye raised his eyelids and stared straight at Chu Zheng with his beautiful, deep eyes.
The little girl stood expressionless by the bed, her eyes clearly looking at him, but he felt that she was not looking at him at all.
She just put her eyes on him politely, showing that she was talking to him seriously.
Jiang Ye felt more and more weird.
How come it doesn't matter?
Sheng family!
Her family.
Her father's whereabouts are now unknown. Sheng Ting set up her own business, taking away so many people and business from the Sheng family.
A normal person would hate it, right?
Chuzheng handed him the porridge on the tray: "Eat."
This posture doesn't look like letting him eat.
It was more like making him drink poison.
Jiang Ye shook his head cautiously and politely refused: "Miss Sheng, I'm not hungry."
Chuzheng didn't force it and put it back.
"Why did you bring me back? Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?" Jiang Ye asked curiously.
"You think I do?" Chuzheng blurted out, and every word seemed to be quenched by ice, piercing people.
Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows: "Is there anyone else forcing you?"
That bastard of a bitch!
Chuzheng suddenly came forward, and the distance between the two shortened. Face to face, Jiang Ye could even feel Chuzheng's breathing.
There was a faint cold fragrance on her body that lingered on the tip of her nose and was refreshing.
Jiang Ye's body froze slightly, his expression fixed on his face, and the girl's beautiful eyebrows reflected in his eyes.
My heartbeat is racing, I don’t know why I’m nervous…
Jiang Ye suppressed the weirdness and smiled slowly: "Miss Sheng, although you saved me, I have no intention of committing myself to you."
She brought herself here, and although her purpose was unclear, she could still be considered to have saved him.
Promise yourself?
Who wants you to commit yourself to me?
Chu Zheng's eyebrows were cold: "How do you think I'm a good person?"
Jiang Ye raised his eyebrows slightly and then said, "First of all, please stay away from me, Miss Sheng."
Chuzheng stared at him for a few seconds, then stood up, holding her chest and standing further away.
Who wants to be so close to you?
Just as far as possible.
Chuzheng thought of this and took two steps back.
Without the cold fragrance, Jiang Ye slowly stretched his palms and his heartbeat gradually recovered.
He didn't even know what he was nervous about.
"Why does Miss Sheng want me to think you are a good person?"
"Just answer my questions. Why are you asking so many questions?" Chuzheng didn't bother to explain, and most importantly, he couldn't explain it, so he yelled back fiercely.
Jiang Ye: "..."
Do good people exist in their world?
Jiang Ye felt a little ridiculous.
I don’t know what the eldest lady in the castle wants to play with me...
Jiang Ye decided to remain unchanged in response to all changes.
He avoided this weird question: "Ms. Sheng, could you please return my phone to me?"
When he woke up, although his pants were on him, his cell phone and some other things were missing.
He needs a contact now...
"No." The little girl rejected him expressionlessly.
"???"
Chuzheng was still fierce: "You haven't answered my question yet." Am I a good person? you say!
Jiang Ye grinded his teeth: "Miss Sheng, do you think a good person would chase others like this and ask himself if he is a good person?"
You don’t even give me a cell phone, and you’re still a good person?
But pull it down.
Jiang Ye almost rolled his eyes at Chu Zheng.
"Yes." Chuzheng said confidently, "How would you know if you don't ask?"
There has never been a moment when Jiang Ye was so speechless as now.
He made no more noise.
There was some silence in the room.
Chu Zheng glanced at Jiang Ye's head.
Jiang Ye lowered his head at this time, his eyes falling somewhere randomly.
Chuzheng quickly reached out and pinched Jiang Ye's head.
Jiang Ye looked up and Chu Zheng had already turned around and left.
"???"
Jiang Ye looked blankly at the portrait hanging on the wall.
After a while, he chuckled: "What's wrong with your sister?"
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Shengting Apartment.
Zhuang Yi was brought into the room. Sheng Ting was sitting at the huge desk, smoking with an unclear expression.
"Brother Ting." Zhuang Yi called softly.
Sheng Ting's eyebrows were stern. When he heard Zhuang Yi's voice, he pressed the cigarette into the ashtray.
"come over."
When Zhuang Yi came in just now, he saw that the people outside were not right, so he walked over with some anxiety.
Since Sheng Chuzheng left, Sheng Ting's temper has become more unpredictable.
She found out that Sheng Chuzheng had returned to the Sheng family, but Sheng Ting didn't bring her back...
Shengting's chair turned slightly.
Zhuang Yi carefully sat in his arms.
"Brother Ting, are you in a bad mood?"
Sheng Ting's broad palm caressed her face, and Zhuang Yi lay in his arms obediently and docilely.
Zhuang Yi's expression suddenly changed, and his body was pushed to the desk.
