When Jing Zhenting was startled by the abnormal movement, what he saw was a figure approaching Shenshen, the phantom night stepped on the whistling wind, and walked into the Jing Mansion step by step, the dark clothes were hunting, the snow-colored long hair was flying behind him, and the faceless face was a little cold, not aggressive but imposing like a rainbow.

Jing Zhenting froze in place, stunned as Phantom Night approached, watching Phantom Night sit on the light gray sofa, looking at him lightly, before he pulled back from the shock.

Is this person still the same person he knows?

Being stared at by the cold eyes of the phantom night, Jing Zhenting suddenly felt a little uneasy, hesitated for a moment, and called lightly with a little apprehension: "Xiao ...... Xiao Jue? ”

Phantom Night's cold response, Jing Zhenting breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say more, but saw Phantom Night frowning slightly, and said with a little coolness: "He Ziheng's request, you can respond"

"He arrested Xiaochen, no matter how much money he wanted, I won't refuse"

Phantom Night glanced at it, lowered his eyes, and said coldly: "The request I said does not mean the transaction of money, it is a request made by him."

Jing Zhenting looked at him in shock, his eyes flickering slightly.

"This matter started because of me, I will not drag down the Jing family, Jing Chen's unjustified disaster, I will solve it, the Jing family does not need to feel guilty, just act according to what I say"

Jing Zhenting's eyes trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything for a while, and finally just clenched his fists and responded in a deep voice: "...... Good"

Ye Ting, Lavender Manor.

A light breeze blows through the purple bouquets, sending a little incense.

At noon, the sun is just right, and the slender figure stands quietly in front of the flower bed, painting quietly, the brush rustles, and a quiet and beautiful lavender sketch falls on the drawing board.

After the careful sketching, he retracted his pen, looked at the painting on the drawing board with satisfaction, then hooked his lips, took the painting off and put it away, and began to draw another one.

He only drew the outline and then stopped, turned to the blue corridor not far away, and his eyes gently overflowed with a few touches of tenderness, "Mu has prepared lunch, why don't you go together?" ”

His voice was gentle and familiar, as if he were entertaining a close friend.

The other party was not affected by his smile, and his voice was as cold and cold as ever, "He Ziheng was saved by you?" You promised me that I wouldn't interfere again, I thought you'd keep your promise."

Xiu smiled slightly, put down the paintbrush, and slowly approached her.

Long Ziyue's eyes were cold, looking at her with a chill in her eyes, Xiu stopped in front of her, and stood with her in the cool shade, in the dim light, his eyes were calm and gentle, looking at her eyes seemed to be mixed with doting, "Are you angry?" ”

It was a very ordinary sentence, but it made Long Ziyue feel uncomfortable.

So she avoided her gaze and said coldly: "How can you not help the He family?" ”

Xiu smiled slightly, reached out to touch her cheek, Long Ziyue's expression was cold, avoided his touch, and looked at Xiu with his eyebrows, his eyes were dyed with resistance.

As if hurt by her indifference, Xiu frowned slightly, and the tenderness in his eyes was gradually replaced by coldness, "That person is so worthy of your death?" ”

"It has nothing to do with you" Long Ziyue said coldly, "I just want to hear the answer"

Xiu withdrew his hand, smiled coldly, and said, "I didn't break the agreement, saving He Ziheng was just out of personal friendship, and it had nothing to do with the grievances of the two families."

"What about kidnapping Jingchen? Do you also say that it has nothing to do with it? ”

"Jing Chen's matter, the shadow did not interfere"

"Impossible" Long Ziyue vetoed, "With He Ziheng alone, he can't do it so neatly"