He Jiaming told Situ Zheng these words, then closed the car door, kicked the accelerator and took his sweetheart away.

At this moment, on the highway leading from the suburbs to Beiting City, Situ Qinglang was sitting quietly in the car, playing with the mobile phone in his hand, with an uncontrollable smile on his lips.

Originally he was going back with the troops stationed in the car tomorrow morning, but he missed his sweetheart so much, so he brought gifts early, asked for leave from the troops, and rushed back one night early.

I haven’t seen you for two weeks, but it seems like two centuries have passed. I don’t know what that little girl is doing at this moment. Will she be shocked when she sees me? It’s best not to say a word, then she will be shocked.

The little expression that makes you want to cry and laugh at the same time must be full of joy.

Guessing that she should still be living at Qingqing's place, Situ Qinglang didn't even make a call. He was eager to return home and wished he could get back home within minutes. But he looked at his watch and saw that he still had half an hour to get home.

It would be better to sleep for a while.

He closed his eyes, recuperated his energy, and thought about how he would love her tonight no matter what. After two weeks of nowhere to go, he had long been going crazy thinking about her.

He could never have imagined what happened at home, let alone that just a few minutes ago, He Jiaming had just brought his sweetheart back to his home.

Sweetheart was still in panic and couldn't come to her senses. She was covered in food and she was extremely embarrassed. She stared blankly ahead and murmured "What should I do..."

"What can I do if there is nothing." He Jiaming replied irritably, "If you stay there, you will be tortured to death by that old man. It's not wrong to follow me."

The car stopped at He's house, and He Jiaming took Sweetie out of the car. The servants parked in the yard and rushed over to open the door early. When they saw the eldest young master's appearance, they were startled.

"Bring me some women's clothes that fit well. Wash, dry, disinfect and bring them over, especially underwear." He Jiaming ordered in an orderly manner as he walked away.

He Jialuo was watching TV in the living room when he saw his brother suddenly coming back with Sweetheart in his arms. He was stunned. Sweetheart suddenly saw He Jialuo and couldn't react for a long time. She hurriedly lowered her head to avoid touching his sight.

what happened?

He Jialuo was extremely surprised. Just as he was about to catch up, He Jiaming only glanced back and had to stop and stay in the living room.

He Jiaming carried Sweetheart into the guest room, turned on the hot water for her, and said to her: "You should take a shower first, and throw away your clothes. The servant will bring new ones later."

Sweetie nodded dully, without any room for resistance.

He Jiaming was so angry that he pinched her shoulders and said, "Sweetheart, weren't you very angry before? Where did you get the courage to slap me? You're so scared that you can't even recover at this time.

God is here?"

Tianxin was squeezed hard by him and roared loudly. She was suddenly startled, and then her tears fell down like broken beads.

"He asked me to divorce..."

"You can get divorced if he asks you to? If Qinglang doesn't divorce you, what can his old man do? Stop crying. If you keep crying, I will do it to you." He Jiaming threatened.

Tianxin immediately wiped her tears, and then noticed that He Jiaming was also in a mess because of her.

"Thanks--"

"Don't thank me, go and wash it quickly. Are you doing this to make your ex-boyfriend laugh to death?" He Jiaming pushed her into the bathroom, closed the door behind his back, and went downstairs.

Sweetheart changed her clothes, turned on the shower and stood under the water, her mind was in a mess, only one thing was clear and discernible——

How did He Jiaming know that he was being scolded? And when did he suddenly enter Situ's house?

After washing her body, Tianxin carefully opened the bathroom door and found that there were neat bath towels and clothes on the shelf at the door, so she got dressed obediently, dried her hair, and felt more energetic.

She had just been yelled at by He Jiaming and poured over her head. She finally came back to her senses and figured out that there was no use crying, and it was even more useless to be sad. Since the baby's matter was irreversible, she should find a way to work hard now.

Stay with Qinglang.

She walked out the door quietly and went down to the first floor. She heard He Jialuo asking He Jiaming in the living room: "What's wrong, sweetheart?"

He Jiaming asked the servant to make motherwort brown sugar water and said perfunctorily: "It's nothing."

"Ha, was he beaten by the Second Young Master? Why did he come back with such a dishonorable face?" He Jialuo sneered.

He Jiaming didn't answer, but picked up the remote control on the table and hit his brother directly on the head, which shocked Tianxin.

He Jialuo stood up holding his head and walked back to the room on the second floor angrily. He met Sweetheart at the corner of the stairs who had no time to hide. He immediately said: "Sweetheart, it's been a long time since I last saw you. Did you come to our house to take refuge?"

He Jiaming immediately said coldly on the sofa in the living room: "He Jialuo, if you say one more word, I will dislocate your hand. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

"..." Sweetheart really saw He Jiaming's ruthlessness.

He Jialuo snorted and went upstairs. Tianxin held the corner of her clothes and came to the magnificent He family living room. She stood in front of He Jiaming and said, "Well, thank you. I have already taken a shower and changed my clothes."

"Sit down." He Jiaming snapped his fingers, and the servant brought him some water.

He also took a shower and changed his clothes. At this moment, he was holding a thin cigar between his fingertips. When he saw his sweetheart approaching, he put out the long one directly in the ashtray.

Tianxin sat down and asked softly: "How did you know that I was scolded by Qinglang's father?"

He Jiaming sneered, picked up the tall crystal cup on the table and shook it: "What do you think? I have been waiting outside the door of Situ's house. Even a deaf person can hear the loud noise of turning the table."

Tianxin was a little shocked when she heard this - have you been...waiting outside? With a temperature of nearly 0°C, He Jiaming stood outside Situ's house in a shirt and suit for nearly two hours?

He moved her so much that she was speechless...

"Don't go back tonight." Seeing her eyes turning red, He Jiaming simply changed the subject and said, "You can stay in the guest room. If you go back, you are courting death. When you come back clear, let him take you back."

"Yes." Tianxin also felt that it was best not to go back. She had been scolded so badly, and He Jiaming took her away without saying a word. Qinglang's father must have wanted to kill her.

"I didn't expect that things would... turn out like this." She said after a moment of silence, "I didn't know what to do. I didn't expect that the Situ family couldn't have abortions. I heard Qingqing say that the two people who came to the house seemed to be fake.

of……"

"You have been plotted." He Jiaming knocked on the table and said casually, "But there is nothing we can do about it. The women in the Situ family are all ruthless characters. They have eaten more than ten years more than you. Without Qinglang,
Chapter completed!