He responded casually to people who spoke to him, without really listening, and no one dared to contradict him.He has always been the center of attention at the Huo family.Not like paying for makeup.S...Qin Heng was still not at ease about Huo Mingzheng's situation, "When are you going"

The flight tomorrow morning.

He nodded. "Okay, I'll go pack my things now and go with you tomorrow."

Whenever Huo Mingzheng travels, he either takes a private jet or charters first class. There's always a place reserved for him.

Qin Heng left as soon as he said he would.

He got home late at night. He had been renting in South City's famous old millionaire district lately, a five-minute walk from the Qi family's villa.

As he passed by Ji Jia's villa, he thought about what happened that night. He wondered if Ji Lin's injury had healed. Ji Qing didn't answer his phone calls, so he sent someone over to inquire, but they couldn't find out anything.

This matter boils down to Huo Mingzheng's fault after all. As a brother, it was only right for him to ask on behalf of the other person.

He unconsciously slowed down the car. Who knew that the gate of the Ji family opened, and Ji Qing, dressed in a wine-red coat and with her wavy long hair scattered, came out from inside.

High heels fell on the ground.

The woman is tall and cold.

When their eyes met, the coldness in Ji Qing's gaze startled Qin Heng, causing him to instinctively slam on the brakes. He lurched forward, hitting the steering wheel by inertia.

He ignored the pain in his forehead, rolled down his window, and asked irritably, "What's up"

Ji Qing glanced at him, "I haven't asked you what you were doing lurking outside my house late at night"

"Am I being sneaky"

Ji Qing crossed her arms and stared at him silently.

Qin Heng put down his finger, pointing at himself, and nodded. “Good intentions are met with a donkey's liver and lungs. I just want to ask how Ji Lin is doing, hasn't he been seriously injured”

Ji Qing still doesn't speak.

Qin Heng couldn't help but think of Ji Qing from high school. When she was angry, she would be just like this now, saying nothing and giving him the cold shoulder.

This woman, Qin Heng took a deep breath, pushed open the car door and got out. He decided to give her a good talking-to after all these years. Don't get angry and give others the cold shoulder, this kind of behavior is easy to drive people crazy!

Just as he was about to slam the car door and speak, Ji Qing calmly said, "That night, I shouldn't have hit you. I know you did it for our sake, brother and sister. When Huo Mingzheng goes crazy, no one can stop him."

If she stepped forward to stop Huo Mingzheng, the situation wouldn't just be Ji Lin's minor injury.

Qin Heng stood at the windbreak and suddenly froze.

He was about to educate Qiqing when, unexpectedly, her words took him aback.

How do I connect this

"Aren't you trying to scold me" Ji Qing lazily raised her eyes to look at him, sneering, "Or are you still like before, so fond of lecturing Am I making you speechless"

Qin Heng was stunned, unable to tell which of her words were true, which were false, or if she was still playing her usual game of truth and deception, leaving him guessing.

He said without changing his face, "You are the eldest Miss of the Ji family, a renowned Ms. Ji. How dare I teach you"

Ji Qing suddenly walked forward, a faint fragrance emanating from her body. Qin Heng subconsciously took a step back, but who knew Ji Qing took another step forward, her fair index finger poking his forehead.

Qin Heng let out a cry and gasped for breath.

"You've got all swollen up, go back and apply some medicine, Dr. Qin." Ji Qing looked at him with a half-smile.

Qin Heng frowned, just about to reprimand him, when a languid voice came, "Who are you talking to so late at night"

Ji Lin wore slippers, a pair of dark gray casual pants and a white sweatshirt. He walked out from the door with his hands in his pockets.

Upon seeing Qin Heng, a flicker of surprise crossed her eyes as she raised an eyebrow. "Well, well, if it isn't Dr. Qin," she said.

Everyone can make fun of him, Qin Heng thought to himself, it's probably nothing serious. "I've said everything I know, and been completely honest...please...please spare me."Ho Mingzheng stubbed out his cigarette, his cold eyes soaking into the dewy night. "Since you like to show off so...