250: Chapter 250 Suicide

Chapter 250 Suicide

Cup after cup of wine poured into his mouth. Leng jingchu felt as if his stomach was burning, the corners of his mouth curled into a mocking smile. 1

The way the two of them quarreled was vivid in his mind. It wasn't that Leng jingchu heart did n' t hurt, but the other party's attitude was simply shocking to him.

"Little brother, is he alone?" A sweet voice entered Leng jingchu ears.

Leng jingchu turned around and saw a woman in exposed clothes standing opposite him. Her face was so thick with smoky makeup that she couldn't see her true face. Looking at the tone of her voice and the way she spoke, one could tell that she had seen countless people.

Leng jingchu naturally didn't care about this kind of woman. He turned his gaze over with a cold laugh. He thought that he would n' t let the other party know that he was in trouble, but who would have thought that woman would wrap around him like a dog skin ointment. Her snake-like arm gently wrapped around Leng jingchu waist.

Leng jingchu frowned and pushed the woman away in disgust. He resisted the urge to splash red wine on her face.

"Get lost!"

The awe-inspiring gaze caused the woman to tremble. No matter how clumsy she was, she understood that she could not afford to offend this person.

He left dejectedly like a rat crossing the street. Leng jingchu drank all the wine in his glass in one gulp, his heart filled with unspeakable bitterness.

He was Leng jingchu domineering in business, but he was held back by a woman.

An si Ning, you are indeed my doomed star!

The cold aura emanating from Leng jingchu body almost affected everyone around him. Not to mention the scene just now, very few people wanted to talk to him.

However, by Leng jingchu side, there were two people who were not afraid of death.

"Oh, it looks like I've quarreled. It's really comforting to know that I'm still as good as jade to my sister-in-law after quarreling." Qiao Mowan patted Leng jingchu shoulder and smiled helplessly.

The Zhang Shengyu by the side did not say a word. Seeing the other party pouring a cup of wine into his stomach, his heart ached.

"Jing Chu, you shouldn't do this anymore. If you have anything to say, go back and ask Luo Ning." Zhang Shengyu was Leng jingchu bosom friend. How could he not see his feelings when this happened?

Even though the photo on the Internet didn't have any traces of P.S.

Unfortunately, Leng jingchu turned off her ears and did not care about the "noise" from the outside world.

"Sheng Yu is right." Qiao Mowan sighed, but now he had lost his interest in teasing him. "If you continue like this, the gap between the two of you will never be smoothed out in your entire life. If you don't ask one and the other do n' t, when do you want to hold back? "Listen to me. Go back and listen to her calmly. I can't rule out any misunderstanding."

The two of them agreed. Perhaps because of this reason, Leng jingchu raised his head. The coldness in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by unspeakable pain.

He also wanted to believe An si Ning without reservation, but... Suddenly, his brain didn't seem to give him any room to buffer.

"Jing Chu, I know that you're not an executioner who makes people feel wronged. Just treat it as a form of respect for others. You should also ask about An si Ning incident and treat them honestly." Zhang Shengyu sighed. He could only say so much now.

"I got it." Perhaps because he thought Zhang Shengyu was too noisy, Leng jingchu stood up and nodded at the two of them. He didn't say a word. However, as he walked away, Zhang Shengyu knew that he was enlightened.

Hai... "It's really gratifying. I did n' t expect him to be enlightened so soon." Qiao Mowan held the wine cup in his hand with great interest, and there was still the warmth of Leng jingchu fingers.

"There's only the two of us left. The world of two!" Qiao Mowan hugged Zhang Shengyu neck and prayed in his heart that Leng jingchu could fulfill one's wishes.

On the highway, Leng jingchu held the steering wheel in his hand. His eyes were calm as he looked straight ahead.

In his heart, he had already figured out what he should say when he saw An si Ning. In his heart, he had warned him that he would be calm for countless times.

"Sir, you're back." Mister yu opened the door and said respectfully.

"What about young mistress?" "Is she in the room?" As Leng jingchu spoke, he glanced upstairs. It could be seen how much this person who loved and killed An si Ning knew her.

"Sir, you can talk to young mistress well. Don't argue anymore. "Why are you arguing?" Mister yu's face was filled with worry. He really could n' t bear to see his two'children'. They always opposed each other, and it was difficult for them to live together.

Hearing Mister yu question, Leng jingchu was speechless for a moment.

Because of what quarrel? Could it be that he was arguing with Mister yu because An si Ning betrayed him? Or was it because An si Ning had intimate contact with Qi haolou from the beginning?

However, the matter had not reached the point where it had been revealed. Before the truth had been verified, he had no right to sentence An si Ning death.

Then why did they quarrel? Was it a misunderstanding? Since it was a misunderstanding, why did he have to do such useless things as arguing?

Leng jingchu didn't know how to speak.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. In the end, Mister yu words broke the silence in the air.

"Sir, young mistress her... She hadn't eaten for a day. Ever since you had a fight, she had locked herself in her room. "Today, she didn't even take a sip of the food I sent her over. She did n' t even take a sip of water." There was a faint sadness in Mister yu eyes.

People were iron rice and steel. Moreover, young mistress was so weak, how could he endure it?

"What?" Leng jingchu frowned." She's never been out of this house. Did n' t she even take a sip of water?"

"No, young mistress never left this room."

Leng jingchu seemed to have thought of something. Suddenly, he stepped forward and held the door handle in his hand. His gaze became increasingly stern.

The door was locked.

Leng jingchu heart seemed to have fallen to the bottom, and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

He couldn't be bothered to think more. Leng jingchu, he slammed his entire body into the door. He wanted to use his body to open the door that was blocking An si Ning from him.

With a bang, the door of the room was kicked open. The situation inside shocked Leng jingchu.

Leng jingchu heartstrings burst apart at this moment, staring at the blood-red spot in the house in shock.

An si Ning lay on the bed with a fruit knife in one hand and a bloody red liquid pouring out from the wrist of the other hand, dyeing the entire bed red.

"Hurry and get some gauze!" Leng jingchu gave the order and went forward to grab An si Ning hand that was bleeding.

She actually... Cutting his wrist to commit suicide? Could it be that this woman wanted to live her entire life in guilt?

Leng jingchu wrapped the gauze around An si Ning wrist, and his heart trembled violently.

An si Ning was very quiet. She did not open her eyes at this moment. The only proof that she had not died was that An si Ning eyelids were trembling slightly, as if they were venting the pain on her wrist and chest.

"Hurry up and call 120."

At this moment, Leng jingchu finally understood what it meant to be helpless and afraid. If there was no grievance in his heart, how could An si Ning be so determined to seek death.

Could it be... Did he really misunderstand her?

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