"Um."

"Yang Fengcheng's son has arrived at home safely and has not been injured. There is no news about the person who kidnapped his son."

"I see."

Xu Jinteng silently wiped out the cigarette butts in his hand, stood up, and put his hands in his pants pockets. When he was sad or heartbroken, he would do this, as if he could protect himself by putting his hands away. But, what method should he use to protect others? What method would he use to prevent his lover from being injured under his eyelids?

At that time, Jialan asked him a question, "Do you know what true love is? True love will hurt."

Yes, true love hurts...

Xu Jinteng held the wine glass hard, and the tall cup was broken by him! The broken glass inserted into his palm without feeling any pain at all.

He has always been fearless - everyone in his family spoiled him, and most people who met outside would be afraid of his identity and would never be afraid if he did not go against him.

But now, he has been hiding here, not going out, not seeing anyone, not daring to hear her voice, not daring to face her face. Since... he realized the truth, he has no longer had the courage to face that girl... What's wrong with him?

What should he do?

...

Zhaozhao felt that if this kind of life continued, she would become a single-celled animal.

No, it's a four-cell animal. Because, now there are only four things in her mind:

Preparing for the appeal, I helped Cheng Yu and the lawyer team he brought to collect information; went to the hospital to take care of his seriously ill grandmother, and told the latest information about the case at all times; went online to see if there was any latest news from Yunteng Group and see if Xu Jinteng appears in the headlines; the last thing was to call Xu Jinteng, although he had not answered it for a week...

Fang Fang comforted her, "It doesn't matter, just think it's a dream. Many girls have such prince charming in their dreams, but you have lived it really, and you are very lucky."

"Is this realization?" Zhao Zhao looked dim, "This is tearing apart a beautiful dream, which is even worse than not realizing it."

Fang Fang said, "You are too pessimistic."

She sighed and came back from the hospital in the afternoon. She passed by a fruit shop and saw the watermelon that had just been transported. She stopped to choose. Selecting watermelon is really a skill. She looked at the skin pattern, looked at the color of the melon stems, and also touched it with her fingers, weighed it with her palms, and flicked it with her fingers...

In fact, it was already a fruit that was about to be out of season. She finally chose one, "Boss, please help me weigh it."

Discussion sounded around him, "Hey, isn't this her...that in the newspaper."

"Oh... I climbed the branches? Why did you buy fruits at such a stall? Have you been dumped?"

"Isn't they just playing new things, do you think?"

"Yes, the murderer's daughter, and the mother killed her father. How big is this psychological blow? Will it be a psychopath in a few years, right?"

"Hahaha, that's a pity."

"Haha, what a pity? What else can you do if you have a mother but don't have a mother's teaching?"

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Chapter completed!