"You know I will find a way to get Qing Yue out." Jin Shaoheng said.
He has always been a person who threatens others, so how has he ever been threatened by others? And this is by no means a lie to Jin Shaoheng, because he definitely has such ability.
Of course Lu Xining knew, and she had no doubt.
But she said she wanted to exchange Lin Qingyue, not just because she held Lin Qingyue's "lifeblood" at the moment.
In other words, she was trading the hurt and grievances she and her brother had suffered in exchange for her freedom.
However, the result - these were nothing in Jin Shaoheng's eyes.
Jin Shaoheng saw the flash of disappointment in her eyes and was pushed away by her before he could think more.
"Xining..." At that moment, he knew he was wrong.
Lu Xining did not give him a chance to explain or change his words, but took advantage of the situation and directly pushed him out of the room and locked him.
That click sounded like it landed on someone's heart.
Because there is a door between them, but they separate two worlds.
The time was quiet. Jin Shaoheng's raised hand hung in the air for a long time, but he did not knock it down after all.
Because at this moment, he already vaguely understood what Lu Xining's reaction was...
After Lin Qingyue was taken away, neither the man nor the woman in the house came downstairs. You can imagine the atmosphere in the whole house.
The servants were always careful when walking, lest they make any noise.
But even under such circumstances, Zhuang's mother still prepared a big table for New Year's Eve dinner.
As night fell, the sound of firecrackers could be faintly heard outside, and beautiful fireworks bloomed one after another in the sky, but Jin Shaoheng and Lu Xining still had no intention of coming down to eat.
Zhuang's mother was worried and finally couldn't help but go upstairs.
"Knock...knock..." There was a knock on the study door.
After a while, Jin Shaoheng's voice came: "Come in."
When Zhuang's mother opened the door, she smelled a strong smell of tobacco. It had only been cleaned up in the morning. Is this life-threatening?
Looking up, he saw Jin Shaoheng standing by the window with a thoughtful look on his face, cigarette butts scattered on the ground at his feet.
"Master." Mother Zhuang called.
Jin Shaoheng frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"
"The food is cold, why don't you go downstairs to eat?" Zhuang's mother reminded softly.
Today is New Year's Eve. Ordinary families should be making dumplings, watching the Spring Festival Gala, and laughing, but this family is lifeless.
"Okay." Jin Shaoheng responded and walked out, followed by Zhuang's mother.
When passing the bedroom, Jin Shaoheng stopped and suddenly asked: "Did you call Lu Xining?"
"Not yet." Mother Zhuang replied.
She deliberately called Jin Shaoheng first.
Jin Shaoheng motioned for her to knock on the door.
Zhuang's mother was naturally happy to see him taking the initiative, so she hurried over and shouted while knocking: "Young mistress?"
No one in the room responded, and it was quiet.
"Young lady, is dinner ready?" Zhuang's mother knocked on the door again.
The two waited for a while, but still didn't get Lu Xining's answer.
Seeing this, Jin Shaoheng stretched out his hand and twisted the doorknob, and found that it was still locked, so he motioned to Zhuang's mother to go downstairs to get the key.
But when Zhuang's mother came back, she saw that Jin Shaoheng, who couldn't wait any longer, had already kicked the door open.
Lu Xining didn't think too much, nor did she fall asleep. She just bent her knees and sat quietly on the bed, as if she hadn't heard Zhuang Ma's shout before, or maybe she just didn't want to pay attention to them.
"Young lady, you scared us to death," Zhuang's mother said.
Lu Xining still spoke.
Jin Shaoheng said: "Go down and eat."
Seeing that Lu Xining didn't move, he simply started to hug her, but she refused to cooperate at all.
"Young mistress, today is New Year's Eve. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it after this new year?" Mother Zhuang advised.
Lu Xining, however, didn't talk at all, and there was a certain stubbornness lingering in his body.
Zhuang's mother knew that she was not targeting herself, but just looking at her appearance, she felt even more worried.
"Forget it, since she doesn't want to go down, just go bring some up." Whether he felt that he was in the wrong or not, Jin Shaoheng compromised.
After receiving the order, Mother Zhuang hurriedly went down again and picked out some of Lu Xining's favorite dishes.
"Young mistress, these are all my new creations, you can try them." Zhuang Ma specially emphasized the new ones because she was afraid that she would mind Lin Qingyue.
"No need." Lu Xining finally said, but refused.
Zhuang's mother saw that she was angry with Jin Shaoheng, but she didn't know why. She just sighed silently in her heart and advised:
"Young mistress, you are still pregnant with a child. If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about the child in your belly."
Seeing that Lu Xining was still indifferent, Jin Shaoheng took the bowl directly, sat on the bedside, took a spoonful of porridge, blew it to cool, put it to her mouth, and said, "Eat as much as you can."
Although his tone was coaxing and rarely gentle, Lu Xining still did not open his mouth.
"Lu Xining!" Jin Shaoheng, who repeatedly gave in, gradually lost his patience.
Seeing that she still didn't respond, he tried to force the porridge into her mouth and said, "Eat."
Lu Xining stubbornly clenched his teeth.
"Do you think Lu Yuzheng is safe abroad?" Jin Shaoheng gritted his teeth.
Do you have to force him to say threatening words?
Lu Xining finally had some reaction after hearing this, and slowly raised his head to look at him. However, his eyes did not have the nervousness and fear that he usually felt when he was threatened. Instead, a trace of ridicule gradually penetrated into his eyes.
The mockery turned into a sharp thorn and pierced Jin Shaoheng's heart so hard that he could no longer spit out the words he had in his mouth.
"You'll be hungry if you don't eat." Finally, Jin Shaoheng dropped the bowl and said coldly, and left after saying that.
But God knows that he looks ruthless, but in fact he runs away.
Because he knew that this was another game between Lu Xining and him, and she was betting on him.
She felt that she had won the last time by allowing her to keep the child, so she wanted to do it again.
Jin Shaoheng did not come back that night, because it was the Chinese New Year after all, and there were many places to socialize, so this was actually a way to escape.
Because he felt that as long as he was not around, Lu Xining's threats would be meaningless, and she would naturally eat.
But when I came back at noon the next day, I saw Zhuang's mother coming out of the bedroom carrying food. It was obvious that the food on it had not been touched.
"Still not eating?" Jin Shaoheng asked.
Zhuang Ma shook her head and said solemnly: "I haven't drank a sip of water since yesterday."
Upon hearing this, Jin Shaoheng took the dinner plate and walked in directly.
Lu Xining still maintained the same posture as when he went out yesterday, but his face was sallow and he looked very bad.
He put the dinner plate on the bedside table, grabbed her arm, and asked angrily: "Don't you want your child too?"
The child who kept saying he was nervous at first was now joking about his own body.
Their eyes met, Lu Xining looked at his face.
She didn't say a word, but her look made people feel distressed.