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217 Injustice

After wiping his hair, Zhao Ling put down the towel and rolled up his sleeves: "What do you want to eat? I'll make something for you."

Jiang Heyu: "How can I still be in the mood to eat~ Chirp!"

He sneezed hard again.

Zhao Ling: "It seems I need to take some medicine first." He went to find the medicine box, and when he came back, he saw that Jiang Heyu was not in the hall.

After he prepared the medicine, Jiang Heyu came out of the room dressed neatly. Zhao Ling stood up and looked at him: "Where are you going? It's raining a lot now."

Jiang Heyu: "I have to go to Xiaolai and explain today's matter clearly so that there can be no more misunderstandings."

Zhao Ling: "If you have anything to do, call me. It's raining a lot." He didn't want to say that maybe Hua Lai really didn't mind Jiang He's relationship with Cen Jing'er.

When she was concerned about his affair with other women, he didn't take her feelings into consideration. Now, she doesn't need to explain.

Jiang Heyu said: "No, she is quite stingy. She keeps things to herself and doesn't say anything. What if she gets emotional and vents on my daughter? I have to go, let's go."

Zhao Ling: "Take the medicine to prevent the cold from getting worse."

Jiang He and the hand holding the medicine retracted halfway through, and said with a smile: "I don't want to take it, let's go."

Zhao Ling saw through his little thoughts at a glance, and he wanted to do some cruel tricks. Zhao Ling had no choice but to shake his head and accompany him to be stupid. He drove the car outside Xu's house, and Jiang Heyu called Hua Lai. The phone rang for a long time.

Jiang Heyu looked at Zhao Ling worriedly: "Look, I knew she was angry, and she won't answer the phone now."

Zhao Ling said in his heart: If you do something wrong, you will not survive.

Jiang Heyu continued to fight three times, but no one answered. His face became more and more panicked and ugly.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the car windows turned into waterfalls.

Zhao Ling: "Don't forget it, maybe I fell asleep."

Jiang Heyu smiled bitterly: "What time is it?" He wanted to compete like this today.

He sneezed several times in a row, and Zhao Ling really started to worry: "There will be another meeting tomorrow. You go back and take the medicine first."

Jiang He and Hei Lian continued to talk on the phone.

"It worked!" He couldn't hide his excitement!

Hualai: "What?"

Jiang Heyu: "I'm outside your house."

Hua Lai frowned when she heard this. It had been raining for more than an hour. Thunders came one after another, and lightning pierced the sky from time to time. She stayed with Pingping for a long time, but Pingping still said that she was too scared to be alone.

She had to carry her to her room to sleep. When she went upstairs, she heard her cell phone ringing. When she picked it up, she saw it was Jiang He and Jiang He again.

She first put Pingping in bed, and then went to the balcony to answer the phone.

Even with window eaves, most of the balcony was still wet.

She was a little angry when she heard that Jiang Heyu was staying outside again.

Today's house, Jiang Heyu had all the thorns in it, and she listened to it. She had no intention of getting that house, but she hated Jiang Heyu dictating her life.

Later in the video, what she cared about was not that Cen Jing'er picked up Jiang Heyu, but that Jiang Heyu still couldn't handle her clearly, which was ridiculous.

She doesn't doubt his sincerity towards her, but she hates his attitude towards the relationship between men and women.

Hua Lai's voice was full of exhaustion: "What are you doing here? I don't have time to play with you."

Jiang Heyu: "I just said you were angry~chirp!"

Hualai: "Why should I be angry?"

Jiang Heyu rubbed his itchy nose and said: "After you left, I asked Zhao Ling to pick me up. Zhao Ling couldn't come, so I called Zhou Yun. But by some mistake, it was Cen Jing'er who came. I really

She didn’t know, and I didn’t get in her car.”

Hua Lai: "What does this have to do with me?"

Jiang Heyu: "You said I couldn't figure out the relationship between men and women, but this time I figured it out, I told her to 'get lost' right then." He was reporting obediently, and Zhao Ling listened more attentively than Hua Lai.

Hua Lai closed the balcony window to block out the noisy rain: "So?"

Jiang Heyu: "I am changing, please give me some time...ah~chirp...time."

Hua Lai: "This question is meaningless, I'm dead."

"Don't hang up! Xiao Lai, don't hang up!" He was so anxious that he leaned forward involuntarily, his hands still tightly grasping the back of the seat in front of him.

Hearing that they were still there, Jiang He and Xuan Qi felt better: "I got caught in the rain and caught a cold. Can you teach me the ginger soup you made for me before? It's very effective."

Hua Lai could tell that he really had a cold. He must have been caught in the rain just now. She felt a little guilty in her heart: "If you have a cold, go to the hospital by yourself! Don't you have a doctor friend who will stand up for you in everything? You go to him.

ah."

When Jiang He heard her mention Shao Xueqing, he felt even worse than she did: "I'm sorry... Then you go to bed early, I won't disturb you anymore, and then..."

"Dududu..."

Before he could say anything, Hua Lai was really dead.

Zhao Ling looked at Jiang Heyu in disbelief: "Are you so..." obedient?

Jiang Heyu lowered his head and was depressed for a while, then raised his head and looked at Zhao Ling: "I didn't know she was so unpredictable before. In fact, we have gotten along quite well these days. She has never been angry with me."

Zhao Ling was embarrassed to say that he was working, and the content of his job was to act as a couple with you!

Jiang Heyu leaned back in his chair and muttered to himself: "A small cold should be nothing."

Zhao Ling: "What do you want to do?"

Jiang Heyu said with a smile: "Go back, she won't see me, and it's raining so hard, I can't bear for her to come out."

The two were driving home, but unexpectedly the car broke down halfway.

Jiang He and frowned as Zhao Ling got out of the car to check the situation. He came back two minutes later and said, "Young Master, I have to pick up the line. Can you..."

Jiang Heyu sat up straight: "You want to order me?!"

Zhao Ling rarely smiled: "Someone needs to turn on the flashlight..."

Jiang Hehe got out of the car with a curse, and as soon as he stepped out, his leather shoes were half soaked: "My shoes are wet!"

Zhao Ling pretended not to hear!

As soon as Jiang Heyu stepped out, the rain hit him in the face with all his strength. The umbrella was of no use at all! His face became more and more ugly. He really wanted to throw away the useless umbrella and Zhao Ling!

I may have been a ghost today, a series of unlucky things happened.

He held an umbrella at the front of the car and used his mobile phone to illuminate it. He had to listen to Zhao Ling's orders: "A little to the left...a little higher...a little to the right, blocking my sight..."

Jiang Heyu roared: "Are you all here to ask me to collect debts? It's not enough to wet me once, why do you do this to me now! What kind of broken car is this! Drive it back and throw it away!"

Zhao Ling didn't dare to talk back: "It'll be fine soon, two minutes."

Jiang Heyu wiped the water on his face with the hand holding the umbrella: "Two minutes, two minutes, it's raining so damn hard, I don't want to get wet for two seconds! Is the company going to collapse? I met you.

These useless things!"

Zhao Ling thought to himself while wiring: The eldest young master is really cruel, he even curses himself when he gets anxious!

The line was finally connected, and Jiang Heyu was once again a drowned rat. He threw away his umbrella and got into the car. The cold made him tremble a little! The pain in his legs became more and more severe.

He hissed a few times and wrapped himself in a towel.

Zhao Ling turned on the air conditioner and reminded him thoughtfully: "Young Master, please take off your clothes."

Jiang Heyu huddled up: "I want you to take care of it!"

Zhao Ling was as quiet as a chicken and quickly drove out.

Along the way, Jiang He cursed and sighed, making Zhao Ling feel aggrieved for him and sent him back home in fear.
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