Chapter 170 Miss Jiao from the Republic of China: Hug the evil second brother (60)

As the artillery bombardment came down, the ground shook and shook violently, accompanied by cries, shouts, and explosions one after another.

No matter how luxurious the house was, it was blown up with violent noises. There were corpses everywhere and broken walls everywhere. It became a real hell on earth.

The rickshaw drivers had already abandoned their rickshaws and fled, and the rickshaws were soon caught up in the fighting and bombed to pieces.

There are no beautiful and romantic legends here, just countless deaths and flowing blood.

Sheng Cheng found Jiao Yang in a house that had just been bombed. His subordinates discovered her first.

He was so anxious that his heart almost jumped out of his throat. No one in the military camp had ever seen the young marshal like this.

He grabbed her hand: "Are you crazy? It's such a mess outside, why don't you go home?"

"Home?" Jiaoyang tilted her head, and then brushed his hand down little by little. She smiled like an elf, "I don't have a home, Sheng Cheng."

Sheng Cheng was stunned for a moment, the pain was as painful as a knife.

"Don't you already know that I'm not your sister, and I'm not the real Sheng Jiaoyang."

The corners of her mouth were smiling, rising a little, but Sheng Cheng didn't know why he wanted to cry so much.

"Now that this is the case, what's the point of me coming back to the Sheng family? Is it just adding to the joke?"

"No, that's not the case,"

Sheng Cheng stopped her from walking.

"I did know your identity early on. The first time I saw you abroad, I started to care about you. Knowing your identity and knowing that you are going to the Sheng family, I am happier than anyone else.

, even knowing it was just a lie."

Jiao Yang was stunned, blinked and looked at him.

Sheng Cheng raised his hand and carefully placed it on her head, just like every time before, he gently stroked the child.

"You want to come to the Sheng family, why should I stop you? There are not so many conspiracy calculations or conflicts of interest. What I think is actually very simple.

I just want you to understand that the former ‘z’ may not have a home, may not be able to control herself, or may not have a fixed place to live, but Sheng Jiaoyang has it, and she will definitely have it.”

Everyone wants to give you a home, Jiaoyang. And they will do their best to protect this home for you.

"So, come back?" Sheng Cheng stretched out his hand to her, his eyes even pleading.

Jiaoyang looked at the hand in front of her for a long time and smiled.

Maybe "z" once really longed to have a home, but until the moment she closed her eyes, no one reached out to her in the darkness.

And she, Sheng Jiaoyang, doesn't need a home or anyone's protection, because she will never be helpless. She is not afraid of having no fixed place. She likes to live a wandering life alone in the eyes of others.

"I'll think about it again." She declined politely.

Sheng Cheng's eyes showed loneliness, but at that moment. After all, he was Sheng Cheng, the eldest son of the Sheng family.

He concealed his loneliness, put his outstretched hand behind his back, and curled his fingers silently.

"Okay, I respect your decision, but I will always wait for you."

Jiaoyang nodded with a smile on her face.

"It's too chaotic outside now, and there may be a second wave of bombings at any time. I know you have other places to hide, but you must be careful and don't go out unless absolutely necessary. Do you understand?"
Chapter completed!