032 Could it be your trick
Ling Zhixun glanced at Liang Xingxing meaningfully, and saw that she was busy looking for the ring, with two clusters of anger clearly flashing in her black eyes, and then turned and left. He wanted to see how Liang Xingxing could solve these problems without his help!
Liang Xingxing lowered her head and looked for the ring. She searched for a long time, and the hope in her heart was extinguished little by little. She would clean Li Jing's dress, get the ring back, and then apologize properly. She
She will bow her head and admit her mistakes, so after doing these things, pray to God to keep her away from this man Ling Zhixun.
Hearing that Liang Xingxing had stolen Mrs. Han's wedding ring, Li Jing scolded Liang Xingxing for being shameless, threw the dirty dress she had changed into at her head, and ordered her to return the neat and clean lace dress before tomorrow afternoon, otherwise she would have to pay compensation.
Liang Xingxing took it and returned to the room. Ji Jinnian saw her hard work and asked what was going on. After Liang Xingxing explained in a few words, Ji Jinnian said that the dress should be given to her, and he quickly ran into the bathroom and soaked the dress in soapy water.
Liang Xingxing returned to the banquet hall and continued to look for the ring. Maybe it was because it was night and his eyesight was particularly hard, and he didn't know where the ring was lost. When he found it, Liang Xingxing was depressed.
Mrs. Han had said that if she couldn't see the ring tomorrow, she would take Liang Xingxing to court as a thief. Each of these powerful people was more difficult to offend than the other. Liang Xingxing kept hitting him on the yacht in the sea breeze.
Sneezing, there are already signs of fever.
Where did the ring go? The party was over, and Liang Xingxing was still looking for it.
The midnight sea breeze whimpered, and the coldness penetrated the bones. Liang Xingxing's face was ashen, and she sat on the floor slumped and depressed. Her whole body was cold. When Ling Zhixun saw her like this, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't bear to bully her anymore.
"It's useless to look for it like this. The ring may have fallen into the sea."
Ling Zhixun's voice was as sweet as the gurgling spring, but at this moment, it was really a sarcastic remark.
Liang Xingxing felt tired and leaned her head on the iron pole. She said weakly: "Just watch my jokes and be sarcastic to your heart's content. I know you must be scolding me in your heart for what I deserve..."
"It's still too late if you agree now."
"Ling Zhixun, could these be your tricks..."
"Do you think I will ruin the feast for you and affect the reputation of the Jazz?"
"That's right. If you want to punish me, why should you lose the reputation of your company? Maybe I'm unlucky and didn't read the almanac when I went out."
Ling Zhixun walked up to her, a small and thin figure reflected in his narrow phoenix eyes. Liang Xingxing's face looked very pale. She spoke quietly, with a faint smile on her face.
His eyes glowed with a hazy light like mist, looking pitiful to me.
"I'm very tired now, don't take advantage of me..."
Before he finished speaking, Ling Zhixun easily picked up the weak little woman who was leaning on the railing. Although Liang Xingxing was 1.65 meters tall, she was underweight, only about 80 kilograms. It was obvious that she was pregnant.
The little woman in the room was very tired. Ling Zhixun couldn't bear her to faint here, so he carried her into the warm suite without any explanation.
Liang Xingxing didn't struggle either. She didn't have the strength to struggle, and she knew she couldn't resist this uncertain man no matter what. She was just worried about what he said, that Mrs. Han's wedding ring might have fallen into the sea. If so, what should she do?
Chapter completed!