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Chapter 2284: Mengmeng, I'm sorry, Wanwan

Chapter 2284: Mengmeng, I’m sorry, Wanwan

“Mengmeng, sit.” The moment Jing Yichen saw ruan Mengmeng, his cold eyes brightened up a little, but then became cold again.

He was already used to hiding his emotions, and over the years, he had long gotten used to playing the role of a reliable and gentle big brother.

However, tonight, when he saw ruan Mengmeng rushing over, she was too anxious, so she looked messy and not as elegant as she usually was.

This made her lose the femininity of a mother of three, and instead, she had the kind of liveliness and cuteness that she had when they first met.

Suddenly, Jing Yichen’s pupils shrank and he felt as if he had returned to the past.

But Jing Yichen quickly composed himself. He ordered a cup of hot milk for ruan Mengmeng and put it in front of her. “Don’t drink coffee and tea at night. Drink milk and sleep well.”

Jing Yichen’s voice was as clear and melodious as ever.

Ruan Mengmeng did not think much of it. She took a sip of her milk and smiled sweetly.”Thank you, brother Jing!”

Ruan Mengmeng had been busy with calculations the whole day and was hungry. She gulped down the glass of milk in one go.

After drinking it, her warm stomach felt much better. She lowered her head and opened her backpack. As she took out the documents, she asked, ” “Brother Jing, you suddenly called me out to tell me about the clues regarding junyu’s case. Actually, I’ve found some clues here. Let me guess, let me guess.”

Ruan Mengmeng, who was looking down at some documents, suddenly felt her vision blur.

The words that were on the tip of her tongue seemed to be stuck in her throat, and her hand that was holding the documents trembled slightly. Her entire body became weak, and she felt like she was going to collapse on the sofa.

Ruan Mengmeng raised her almond-shaped eyes slightly and looked in disbelief at the face that she was so familiar with and trusted. “Jing Yuan, brother Jing, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you,

Jing Yitian, who was sitting on the opposite side of the sofa, had his eyes closed, but his handsome face was expressionless.

He saw the tears in her almond-shaped eyes that he couldn’t bear to part with the most, as well as the deep puzzlement and disbelief.

Jing Yixuan’s eyes darkened and he said, ” “Mengmeng, I’m sorry, Yingluo.”

That was all he could say.

That was the last thing ruan Mengmeng heard before she lost consciousness. After that, she lost all her senses and fainted on the sofa.

Jing Yichen helped ruan Mengmeng, who looked like she was drunk, up and carried her into his car.

He drove the unconscious ruan Mengmeng back to family Jing’s Villa and carefully carried her out of the car.

What he did not know was that after he entered the villa with ruan Mengmeng in his arms, several low-key luxury cars had surrounded the guards at the foot of the mountain.

The guards who were supposed to be responsible for the safety of the residents on the mountain were surrounded by the dozen mercenaries brought by Redington with guns.

The gate of the guard post was opened wide, and the luxury cars drove straight up the mountain road without any obstacles.

The villa of family Jing was on the top of the mountain.

At that moment, in the car, whether it was Yueting or li yaoyang, or even li junche and Li Junxi, who had come to join in the fun, all of them had the same heavy and cold expressions.

The air pressure in the car was so low that no one dared to say a word. The driver’s forehead was already dripping with large beads of cold sweat.

Finally, li Junxi, the youngest, lost his cool.

He tugged at his third brother’s sleeve and asked in a low voice,””Third older brother, will something happen to older sister Yingluo?”

[the author has something to say: I’ll be done updating on January 27th. See you tomorrow night ~]