Jian Qing's eyelids drooped at the cake in front of him, his thoughts drifted away, and his charming purple eyes flashed through his mind.

"Jane, I'm really not joking with you. His eyes look at you are really different." He is also a man, how could he not see the look of Quan Jingwu every time he looked at Jian Qing, which was clearly the same as the look he looked at Xiya.

The black hair blocked Jian Qing's eyes, and Kahn could only see the corners of her tightly pursed lips. For a long time, a cold voice sounded, "Is that right? Maybe you've read it wrong."

Kahn seemed to hit the cotton with a punch, his voice helpless, "Okay, just take it as if I had misread it."

"Nothing else, I'll leave first." Jian Qing took her last sip of coffee and slowly stood up. Kahn leaned against the back of the chair and quietly watched her movements.

"Jane, don't force yourself to escape when you meet it." Kahn's voice was soft, but he knew she heard it.

Just as he took two steps, Jian Qing's steps froze, but it was only a second, and then he kept walking out of the cafe.

In the cafe, Kahn picked up the coffee and took a sip, his thin lips raised, and things seemed to be getting interesting, right?

...

Back at Shijin Haoting, Jian Qing lost sleepiness and lay on the bed and fell asleep for a long time. She sat up and looked out the window. Kahn's words fell into her heart like a small stone, causing a wave, sweeping away melodiously, one by one, one by one.

Suddenly, the sound of the vibrating phone pulled back her thoughts from afar. Jian Qing picked up the phone and leaned into her ear. Before she could speak, the person on the other end of the phone couldn't wait to speak.

"Dear Jane, what are you doing? Do you want to come out and have a drink?" Xiya came over with a smile, and Jian Qing held her forehead and chuckled.

"You and Kahn have a tacit understanding. As soon as I met him, you called me." Jian Qing teased.

The other end of the phone suddenly became silent, and Jian Qing was not in a hurry to speak, waiting quietly. Soon, Xiya spoke again, "Why did you see him? He went to find you?"

Jian Qing curled the corners of her lips and smiled sarcastically, "It's not thanks to you. I promised the cooperation of JK International. I met him when I went to JK International today."

"He... forget it, nothing." Xiya stammered and finally sighed and gave up.

Jian Qing shook her head and complained without hesitation, "If you want to ask him how he is doing, just ask directly, hesitate, how can hesitate like your character in Xiya."

"Who is going to ask him, come here, what does he do to me?" Xiya snorted coldly, his tone of annoyance.

Who cares about the stallion? She is not so bored.

"I said, you two have your own problems, don't always use me as a microphone." Jian Qing held back his laughter and said slowly.

The veins on Xiya's forehead were beating, "Who and his husband, don't ruin my reputation."

Jian Qing lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stepped on the soft carpet with barefoot, "To be honest, don't you plan to forgive him?"

"He and I have nothing. We are all friends, so how can we forgive or not?" Xiya's voice weakened. Jian Qing still heard a little sadness in her silent tone.

"Xia, do you really think he is a friend?" Jian Qing walked out of the floor-to-ceiling window, leaning against the railing, and the sky was washed in her eyes.

Thea fell into silence, and then said with a slight silence, "Jane, you know me, maybe it's only when he really understands what I want that between us."

Jian Qing listened quietly, in front of a qualified listener, after a while, Xiya regained her former vitality.

"Dear Jane, why don't you accept me and we will love each other for the rest of our lives." Thea said with a smile.

Jian Qing chuckled and said as she said, "Okay."

"By the way, I heard that the president of JK International is so handsome that everyone is angry with the gods. It is as cold as an iceberg. Did you see a real person today? How about it?" Xiya asked gossip.

Jian Qing tilted her head and thought about it. Her confusing purple eyes, sexy thin lips, and the handsome man's angular face clearly appeared in front of her eyes.

In terms of appearance, Lan Yan’s misfortune is not enough to describe him.

As for the fact that it was as cold as an iceberg, she had never understood it.

"How is it, tell me quickly." Jian Qing didn't move for a long time, and Xiya was anxious.

Jian Qing came back to her senses and coughed lightly, "I think it's better for you to go and see the real person by yourself."

"Then let it go. It's not easy to get close to Quan Jingwu after the rumors. I heard that any woman who dares to get close to him will not be too good at the end of the game." Xiya smiled.

Jian Qing raised his eyes lightly, where did he hear the rumor? If that were the case, wouldn't she have the end?

I chatted with Xiya for more than an hour. If Xiya's agent hadn't been urging him on the other end of the phone, that guy would probably not want to hang up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Jian Qing hangs up on the hanging chair next to the railing. Perhaps it was almost evening. The wind was a little cool and it was blowing comfortably. Before he knew it, Jian Qing also felt a little sleepy.

She slept for almost two hours this time. When she woke up, it was already dark and the surroundings were dark.

Hiss, my feet are numb.

Jian Qing stretched out his feet and found sadly that his feet were numb. He stayed in the hanging chair for too long, and his whole body was a little sore.

After a few minutes of slowing down, Jian Qing slowly got out of the chair and turned on the lights in the room with a "splash". The warm yellow light made the room a little more warm.

After looking at the wall clock on the wall, it was already past seven o'clock. Jian Qing withdrew his gaze, took a set of clothes, and walked straight towards the bathroom.

Jian cleaned his clothes and put them halfway, and the phone that was thrown on the bed suddenly rang. Jian Qing hurriedly put on her short sleeves, her hair was wet and she didn't have time to wipe it.

Few people know her mobile phone number, and it is impossible for her grandfather and Lolo to call her.

The foot stained with water was stomped on the floor and footprints were printed. Jian Qing walked over quickly. When he picked up his phone and saw the strange number on it, a little doubt appeared in his eyes.

Without thinking too much, Jian Qing picked up the man's dull and magnetic voice came over, "Get down and open the door."

Jian Qing looked a little surprised. The voice was too recognizable. It was difficult for her to pretend that she didn't recognize her. She walked to the window in two or three steps, lowered her head and saw a black Lauren Rice parked downstairs, and she didn't know what to say.

"Jian Qing." The man's nice voice came again, and Jian Qing hurriedly came back to his senses.

"Wait." After throwing the words down, Jian Qing hung up the phone, pulled the towel and wiped the hair that was still dripping, and hurried downstairs.
Chapter completed!