Several of the men standing next to He Wencheng leaned against He Wencheng calmly and asked in a low voice: "Are Fourth Master jealous?"
"Are you jealous of a psychopath?" He Wencheng asked uncertainly.
After all, Fourth Master didn't pay attention to anyone at all, let alone a mentally ill person, but the look on Fourth Master's face seemed a bit jealous, but he didn't know it very well.
Li Jing was also confused by Lu Jiangyu's words. She lowered her head and looked at the weak Chen Zhiming, and she was actually a little hesitant.
She was hesitating whether to stay with Chen Zhiming and wait until he fell asleep completely before coming out.
"It's not..."
"Sleep in two rooms!" Lu Jiangyu suddenly interrupted, his tone firm.
With that said, she reached out to help Chen Zhiming and asked Chen Zhiming to go to bed early so that she wouldn't have to worry about him anymore.
Li Jing always felt that Lu Jiang was in trouble and had a somewhat uncertain personality, but seeing that he was helping Chen Zhiming, she didn't worry about it anymore.
The two of them worked together to bring Chen Zhiming into the room.
"Okay, go to sleep quickly." Li Jing helped him cover him with the quilt, her eyes were full of gentle starlight, and her expression was indescribably gentle.
Chen Zhiming lay obediently on the bed with his eyes wide open, as if he was afraid that she would disappear after falling asleep.
"Will you be there when I wake up?" He successfully said a complete sentence, showing a rare normal demeanor, with worry and reluctance in his eyes.
Li Jing stretched out her hand, gently stroked his hair, and whispered: "Yes, I will always be by your side. Go to sleep, be good."
In this way, Chen Zhiming fell asleep slowly and peacefully.
He must have been running all day, and he was indeed exhausted. Seeing that Li Jing was still safe, he was relieved.
In less than two minutes, the sound of steady breathing could be heard in the room.
Li Jing looked deeply at his sleeping face. He had an outstanding appearance, three courts and five eyes. When he closed his eyes, there was still a faint Chinese righteousness in the arch of his eyebrows. If he didn't have mental problems, there should be many girls now.
Will you take the initiative to chase him?
Slowly looking down, I saw his thin lips, and couldn't help but think of Su Fengwan, whom I met once.
As the saying goes, a daughter takes after her father's looks, and a son takes after his mother's looks. The only thing that they have in common, mother and son, is the shape of their lips, which are thin and sexy, with plump lips.
However, after a day of running for life and death, she still had lingering fears for Su Fengwan.
Just thinking of Su Fengwan's murderous eyes made me feel chills running down my back.
I really don’t understand, how can they be a mother and son?
Why……
Thinking of this, Li Jing slowly stood up and turned around with all the emotions in her heart.
As soon as he raised his head, he saw Lu Jiangyu with his hands on his shoulders, leaning half sideways on the edge of the door handsomely, his eyes deep and lazy.
Just this glance, as if looking into Li Jing's heart, made her pupils tremble with shock: "You...why haven't you left yet?"
Lu Jiangyu stood up and walked out first: "Take you to your room."
"Oh, okay, thank you." Li Jing quickly quickened her pace to follow.
Obviously, there seemed to be empty rooms next to Chen Zhiming's room, but Lu Jiangyu just led her to the second floor, as if they were deliberately arranged far away.
"This is your room." Lu Jiangyu opened the door and motioned for her to go in.
Before she could move, the door to the room next to her was opened by a servant. When he saw the two of them, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, but he didn't quite look at Lu Jiangyu's face.
He lowered his head and whispered: "Fourth Master, your room has been tidied up again and you can rest at any time."
"Yeah." Lu Jiang responded to Shan, with a cold tone: "Thank you for your hard work, it's getting late, you can rest."
"Okay, Fourth Master."
After the servant resigned, Li Jing looked curiously into the room next to her. Lu Jiangyu reached out and closed the door tightly to prevent her from looking.
She timidly withdrew her gaze, but had no intention of entering her room. Instead, she raised her eyes and asked bluntly: "I saw that there are many empty rooms on the first floor. Can you move me to a vacant room downstairs?"
In this case, if Zhiming wakes up in the middle of the night, I can go over and take care of him in time."
Hearing this, Lu Jiangyu frowned slightly, and an unknown emotion flashed in his eyes: "Do you like him?"
Li Jing raised her eyebrows and was stunned for two seconds, then raised her lips and smiled: "What are you talking about? He was my only friend before, and he was more like a sick brother. How could I like him?
"
A mentally ill person and a girl born in a dirty area are both pitiful children born with prejudice, and more importantly, they depend on each other for companionship.
Lu Jiangyu's brows relaxed slightly and his tone softened: "Then you don't have to worry too much about him. He Wencheng is downstairs and there are other servants. If he makes any move, someone will take care of him. It's really impossible to take care of him.
I’ll call you too.”
Li Jing reluctantly nodded and made no further request.
Just something suddenly occurred to him, he squinted his eyes and asked: "Your surname is Lu, and Gu Beisheng's surname is Gu. You are not blood-related brothers and sisters, right? Do you have feelings for your unrelated sister?"
Lu Jiangyu's brows, which had only slightly relaxed, then furrowed tightly, and explained in an extremely serious tone: "Toffee is my biological sister, I told you."
As if he had stepped on his restricted area, the air pressure around him dropped.
Li Jing raised her hand to cover her mouth and nodded sheepishly: "I'm sorry, I didn't remember it. I will definitely remember it in the future."
She covered her eyes with her hands, revealing only a pair of round eyes with dazzling eyes, sincere and simple.
Lu Jiangyu's tone suddenly became softer, and he glanced away: "But I have another sister who is not related by blood, and the relationship used to be very good..."
These days, one of the biggest problems Lu Jiang has encountered is his sister Song Yuyuan.
Especially when he saw Song Yuyuan coming out of Su Fengwan's house, his heart felt like being pricked several times with needles.
There is no blood, but the heart-wrenching life cannot be told yet.
The other half of my heart is milk candy.
No matter what, what happened at the airport was his fault. Although Toffee never blamed him, he still felt very ashamed of her.
She and Brother Xizhou deliberately set up a trap, but he unintentionally destroyed it.
If Aunt Jiang hadn't been let go, maybe Su Fengwan would have been caught by now, maybe he could have saved some jelly grass, and the third brother would have woken up long ago.
All of this is due to his imprudence.
Thinking of this, he put his hand on his forehead and lowered his head with remorse in his eyes. His hair shrouded his eyes, showing a hint of vulnerability for no reason.
"I don't know why Yuyuan chose to be with Aunt Jiang, and I don't want to understand..."
He really couldn't understand why a seemingly good family could become like this.
Li Jing saw that the aura around him had become very weak, like an abandoned child, and he actually looked a little like helpless Zhiming. The strong contrast made her feel very uncomfortable.