When the Heroine Becomes Paranoid

    Break up with me. "

    "Then what?" Yi Jing continued to ask.

    Ning Xian shrugged and said helplessly: "Then we broke up, she cried a lot on the day we broke up, I thought she regretted it and didn't want to part with me, but she told me that she cried I have nothing to do with it."

    Yi Jing was silent for a moment and asked, "When did you break up?"

    "July 1st, I remember this day very clearly. After all, she was the first person to dump me."

    July 1st.

    It was also the day when Wennuan broke up with her, and the day when Wenquan completely disappeared from her world.

    Ning Xian saw that Yi Jing looked wrong, "What's wrong with you?"

    Yi Jing rubbed his forehead: "It's okay, I've finished asking the questions, thank you, you can go."

    Ning Xian got up and wanted to ask about cooperation.

    Yi Jing didn't look up and said in a low voice, "Someone will contact you about the cooperation with Ning, don't worry that I will go back on it."

    Ning Xian breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."

    Ning was saved.

    "What kind of person do you think Wen Wen is?"

    Ning Xian stopped at the door when he heard Yi Jing's question.

    He thought about it for a while, then said with a half-smile, "Heartless."

    Ijing paused for a moment: "...also."

    "But..." Ning Xian paused, "She... should have someone she liked at that time."

     Yi Jing's eyes flashed: "What?"

    "I always felt that she had someone she cared about at that time," Ning Xian said, "At that time, I wanted to marry her, so I took her to see the wedding dress, she looked at a I couldn't take my eyes off the wedding dress, I thought she liked that wedding dress, so I planned to buy it and give it to her."

    "But she said, this wedding dress is not suitable for her."

    "She said that if there is a person who can wear this wedding dress, it must be very beautiful."

    "At first I thought she was talking about a friend, but now that I think about it, her eyes at that time were bright, clean and pure."

    "I know that when a person's eyes are clear and pure, it is because he has someone he likes."

    Ning Xian opened the door and left.

    Yijing sat on the sofa, her eyes flickering a few times.

    Seeing Ning Xian leaving, Secretary Li pushed the door and walked in, "Boss?"

    "Go and help me investigate the consumption situation of Warmth and the people I have contacted in the past three years." Yi Jing said solemnly.

    Secretary Li replied: "Okay."

    "Get me a car."

    It's almost ten o'clock, Secretary Li is worried.

    "Shall I drive you home?"

    Yi Jing got up and walked out: "I'm not going home."

    Secretary Li: "...?"

    —

    She drank all the water in the kettle on the table, but she still felt unbearable.

    She looked out the window unintentionally, there was a car parked under the street light, and Wen Nuan took a closer look and found that it was Yi Jing's car.

    Warm tugged at his neck collar, opened the door and walked out of the room.

    Yijing stopped at the door of the warm dormitory for more than half an hour, and came here on a whim, only to think that at this time, the warm was asleep.

    The warm wound is not completely healed, and she is not good to disturb her.

    But she didn't want to leave, as if staying here would be close to the warmth.

    Tuk Tuk —

    The car window was knocked.

    Yijing looked up and saw Wen Wen wearing this short sleeve standing outside the car.

     Her face changed, she opened the door, and let the warmth come in, "Why did you come out just dressed?"

    Warm jumped into the car immediately, "I'm not cold, Conghui gave me a pot of ginseng soup, and I'm mad at it now."

    Yi Jing put the blanket in the car to warm, "Ginseng nourishes blood, you can drink some."

    "Why did you come out after staying up so late?"

    Warmly asked: "Why did you come out if you didn't sleep so late?"

    Yi Jing paused: "I've been busy all day today and haven't contacted you, so I want to come and see you."

    "Just want to come and see?" Warm and dry mouth.

    The eyes looking at Yi Jing are much hotter.

    Yi Jing didn't notice that something was wrong, pity and distress flashed in her eyes, and her heart seemed to be rubbed severely: "Well, I miss you."

     Warm eyes lit up: "Actually, I miss you too."

    Yi Jing smiled: "Really?"

    "Well," Wen Nuan leaned over, kissed her lightly, and held her hand to her chest, "I'm getting angry all the time."

    Yijing felt her thumping heartbeat, her face flushed red, and she asked dotingly, "...What should I do?"

    Warm leaned over and kissed her.

    "Dear me, let me lower the flames, or I'll be uncomfortable."

    Chapter 240

    "Why do you catch a cold?" Cong Hui asked with a puzzled face.

    I drank all the ginseng soup she simmered, how could she catch a cold?

    Even if your body doesn't recover to its peak, shouldn't you catch a cold?

    Shouldn't it be? !

    Warmly holding hot water, her face was as usual: "Maybe it has something to do with me sleeping with the window open last night?"

    "What?" Cong Hui was shocked, "You still haven't recovered from your injuries, how dare you open the window to sleep?!"

    She pinched her waist and said angrily, "I'm going to tell Zhai Yi and them that you are disobedient and ask them to come back and **** you."

    Warm: "...."

    Gan!

    —

    "Cough cough..."

    Secretary Li put the cold medicine and hot water in front of Yi Jing, "Boss, take some medicine, you will get better soon."

    After taking the medicine, Yi Jing coughed lightly: "Thank you."

    "The boss was caught by the wind last night?" Secretary Li saw that Yi Jing's face was ruddy, with a hint of red.

    Yi Jing thought of the lingering in the car last night, pursed her lips and said, "It's because of the wind, it's fine."

    "Then the boss should get off work early today, go back and have a good rest."

    "Well," Yi Jing said, "Is there any consumption records I asked you to check yesterday?"

    Secretary Li said: "Yes, I have sent it to your mailbox, you can check it at any time."

    "Okay, go to work first."

    Yijing opened the mailbox and looked at the email from Secretary Li.

    The expression suddenly became much more solemn.

    She quickly got up and left the company, and drove to the Tan family compound.

    The Tan family compound is located in the suburbs. It covers an area equivalent to a football field.

    The vehicle drove into the center of the Tan family courtyard, Yi Jing threw the car in the courtyard, and someone would help her drive it to the parking lot.

    The housekeeper received a message from the security guard at the door and immediately went to the door to greet him.

    Seeing Yijing's dignified expression, he walked over quickly, and immediately stepped forward, "Miss, you are back, dinner will be ready soon, you can take a seat and eat first."

    "Where's Grandpa?" Yi Jing asked.

    The housekeeper respectfully said: "Master is practicing calligraphy in the study on the third floor."

    "You don't have to bring me for dinner. I'll go and talk to grandpa."

    The housekeeper looked at Yi Jing's background, coming in a menacing manner.

    Yijing came to the study on the third floor. Sandalwood was lit in the study, which was warm and delicate, mellow and round, giving people a cold and rigid feeling, just like Tan Yiping, stubborn and stubborn.

    Tan Yiping heard the voice and continued to practice calligraphy. He thought it was the aunt at home and didn't look up: "Is the meal ready?"

    "Soon."

    Tan Yiping was stunned when she heard Yijing's voice, then raised her head and said, "Yijing is back, just in time, let's go down to dinner with grandpa."

    "I'm afraid Grandpa will have to eat later."

    Tan Yiping wondered: "What's wrong?"

    Yi Jing's eyes were cold: "The granddaughter wants to have a heart-to-heart with grandpa."

    Tan Yiping heard that Yi Jing was going to have a close relationship with him, put down the pen, and smiled: "Okay, grandpa is talking to you."

    Yi Jing took out a piece of paper and mobile phone and put it in front of Tan Yiping.

    "Grandpa take a look first, then we'll chat."

    Tan Yiping picked up the paper and mobile phone without knowing it, and his expression changed from confusion at the beginning to surprise and shock.

    Hands hang down weakly, and the phone falls.

    Yijing saw Tan Yiping's performance and knew that his guess had been confirmed.

     "Three years ago, you met Nuan Wen, what did you say?"

    She held back her anger, her voice was a little low and hoarse.

    Tan Yiping looked a little unnatural, and said lightly: "I just want her to persuade you to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors."

    "Really?" Yi Jing snorted coldly, "Why don't I believe it?"

    "Tan Yijing, you dare to question me?" Tan Yiping slapped the table and roared.

    Yijing looked coldly at the man in front of him, who was still sharp-edged even though it was twilight. .

    Yi Jing smiled sarcastically: "What? Are you afraid that people will know when you're done?"

    "Are you going to find something warm behind my back? Are you still lying to me?" She pursed her pale lips.

    Tan Yiping's lips trembled with anger, his chest floated violently, and pointed at Yijing: "So what? Are you here to teach me?"

    "You are my Tan Yiping's granddaughter, how can you contact that kind of person?"

    "What kind of person is that kind of person?" Yi Jing retorted, "Just because her parents died, because she has a low background, and because she is a woman?"

    "If that's the case, I'm a perfect match for her."

    Yi Jing looked at Tan Yiping viciously, "Because I too have lost my parents, my background is low, I am also a woman, she doesn't dislike her, how can I be qualified to look down on her. "

    Tan Yiping's eyes widened, he looked at Yi Jing in disbelief, his hands were shaking, "You...you..."

    "Do you think I went back to Tan's house because I was abandoned by warmth and had nowhere to go?"

    Yi Jing walked in, put her hands on the table, and stared at Tan Yiping, "Actually, I want to know, how exactly did my parents die?"

    Yijing's eyes were red, and he said in a trembling voice, "How should I ask?"

    "Why did my parents die?"

    "How the **** did my parents die?"

    "Or...." Yi Jing gritted his teeth, "Why did my good grandfather force my parents to death?"

    Yi Jing clenched his fists, nails digging into the flesh, unaware of the pain.

    She just wanted a reason, why, why would parents have the heart to force their children to death, is it just because he likes an ordinary woman?

    The lamp on the desk emits a dim light, which can only illuminate an inch of space, where there is a photo, an old family portrait.

    In the photo, the woman is elegant and delicate, the man is serious and upright, the young man is cheerful and cheerful, the woman is smiling slightly, looking at the young man, the man's stern appearance reveals a smile, and the young man is holding a certificate and laughing heartily.

    Tan Yiping sat in the chair, only half of his body was exposed, and the dim light was printed, leaving the vicissitudes of life alone.

    "No, no reason." Tan Yiping lowered his head, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

    Such a casual answer made Yi Jing a little bit broken.

      Do you still have no regrets and still think you are right?"

    There is no reason, so calm and indifferent.

    "Are you still human? That's your child," Yi Jing took the family portrait on the desk and pointed to the smiling father, "This is the child you used to be proud of, you ...how could you bear to drive him to a dead end?"

    "Yijing, go out!" Tan Yiping looked ugly and unhappy.

    Yi Jing was furious, his red eyes looked directly at Tan Yiping's dark pupils, and he was about to find the answer he wanted from there.

    "When Feili was in crisis, you forced my dad to marry the aunt of the Lin family. My dad didn't agree, so he ran away with my mom, trying to escape your control, and when you found out, you sent someone I went to chase, and then the Lin family still cooperated with you, so you barely let my parents go."

    "My parents lived in anonymity in Jinghai City, got married, gave birth to me, lived a stable and happy life for 7 years, and you managed Feili and became bigger and bigger , you have received more and more fame and admiration, but there are always people who say that you have no way to teach your son, you are very angry, very angry. Your once proud son has made you the laughing stock of others, everyone ridiculed, You feel your own dignity being trampled on by others."

    "You sent someone to find my father again, wanting to capture him back to inherit the company and continue your grand blueprint, you should train my father to be a man who is envied and admired by adults, not just An unfilial son who will rebel against his father, you have to erase your dark history and make your own life perfect."

      Collapse, the last step is completely driven to a dead end by you."

    Yijing gritted his teeth and said, his teeth clenched hard and bleeding, and his hand on the table grabbed the table tightly, making a trace.

    "I'm right, my great grandfather"

    sarcastic tone, cold language

    Tan Yiping was silent.

    Yi Jing is pressing step by step.

    "Why don't you speak, I pierced your benevolent appearance and exposed your cruel and cold-blooded heart, are you afraid?"

    "Yijing, pay attention to your identity." Tan Yiping said loudly.

    Yi Jingxiang heard a joke, squinted and smiled: "Identity, the identity of the granddaughter of a selfish murderer?"

    pop—

    "Get out!" Tan Yiping was furious, and slapped him, Yi Jing's fair face immediately printed a five-fingerprint, red and purple, very obvious.

    Tan Yiping was stunned for a moment, feeling the tingling pain in his hand, his heart was restless, and he had no choice but to shout outside.

    "Lin Ping, take the lady down."

    Lin Ping walked in from the door and said softly, "Miss, it's getting late, rest early, the master is tired too."

    Yi Jing sneered: "Yeah, I'm all tired, you are tired, grandpa, and I'm tired too, my granddaughter thinks she doesn't have the ability to continue to manage Fei Li, this property is still a property. The original owner."

    She smiled sarcastically: "After all, my surname is Yi, not Tan."

    Since she was born, she has followed her mother's surname, which is also a kind of father's resistance to Tan Yiping.

    Lin Ping frowned, gently tugged Yi Jing's sleeve, and persuaded: "Miss..."

    Yi Jing turned and left, Lin Ping glanced at Tan Yiping, and immediately followed.

    Tan Yiping lowered his head, sighed and drowned in the endless darkness.

    "Miss, where are you going?" Lin Ping stopped Yi Jing.

    Seeing that she has no intention of staying in the compound at all.

    "Uncle Lin, I'll go first." Yi Jing took the car key and went straight out the door.

    Yi Jing drove away from the Tan family compound and parked on Linjiang Road.

    She slapped the steering wheel fiercely, releasing the pain and unwillingness in her heart.

    Yijing grabbed the clothes on his chest and groaned in pain: "Ah-"

    She really hurts, it hurts.

    It turned out that the real reason why Wennuan left her was because her grandfather was pushing her behind her back.

    She deliberately made contact with other men, making her sad for her

    She deliberately accepted Xiuning's five million yuan to disappoint her

    She deliberately said that cruel word to make her give up completely to her

    From the perspective of her consumption records in the past three years, it was empty, and there was almost no particularly large consumption.

    This proves that Wen Xiuning's five million, warmth has never been taken from beginning to end.

    From beginning to end, she lived like a joke, was lied to by everyone, and almost missed her love.

    Nuannuan was about to call Yijing and ask her how she had a cold?

    I heard the system suddenly prompt that the blackening value has decreased. At this time, the blackening value is already 2.2!

    "What's going on here?" Warm and surprised.

    The system shook its head and said: [Suddenly lowered, could it be that the heroine believed something? 】

    "What can she think of?"

    【For example, we all know that the heroine still thinks that you are close to her because your brain is broken, so we can think of what the heroine believes? 】The system touched his chin deeply.

     Warm and serious: "What is it?"

    The system firmly said: [It's the heroine who believes that your brain is really broken. 】

    Warm: "...."

    [In order to better eliminate the blackening value, you should continue to pretend that your brain is broken. 】The system sincerely suggested.

    Warm: "....go!"

    Chapter 241

    The end of the year is approaching, and [Miracle]'s year-end concert is coming soon.

    Zhou Hao stopped taking other work for the four of them, and let them concentrate on preparing for the concert.

    In addition to warmth.

     "Where are you going?" Zhou Hao said helplessly.

     Warm and embarrassed smile: "Go out and yo bend, sing for a day, relax your throat."

    Zhou Hao snorted coldly: "Today's heavy snowstorm, you went out for a walk, and your brain was kicked by a donkey."

    He had an "I know" expression on his face, "Don't think I don't know what you want to do? Don't you know?"

    "What!?"

    "President Yi has resigned." Zhou Hao also received the news just yesterday.

    Warmly startled: "Why?"

    Zhou Hao shook his head and said, "I don't know, I have a friend at the top of the Feili Group, and he talked to me about the news on the Feili Group's intranet."

    Zhou Hao was surprised and confused when he saw the warm expression, "Mr. Yi didn't tell you?"

    He shook his head warmly: "She didn't tell me."

    "Maybe Mr. Yi was afraid that you would worry too much, so he didn't tell you, Mr. Yi didn't go to work in Feili these days, and no one from the company could contact Mr. Yi, Mr. Yi's home No one, do you know where Yi will always be?"

    A thought flashed in the warm mind, "I'll go out for a while, I probably won't be back at night."

    Zhou Hao understood, "Okay, pay attention to safety, come back early, the concert is approaching, you can't make any mistakes."

    "Hmm."

    Warmly put on your hat, lower the brim, and walk out in the heavy snow outside.

    Zhai Yi came over with a cup of hot coffee, watching the warmth disappear into the wind and snow, "Why did she go again?"

    Zhou Hao calmly took Zhai Yi's coffee and took a sip: "She went to find her missing lover."

    Zhai Yi looked at the empty hand: "..."

    Gan!

    Warm also contacted Secretary Li on the way, and Secretary Li hesitated for a long time before telling the truth.

     During this time, Yi Jing investigated the people and consumption records she had been in contact with in the past three years, returned to the Tan family compound, and then suddenly proposed to the board of directors to resign.

    Warm was stunned for a moment, she knew it, and knew why Yi Jing was hiding it from her on purpose?

    After all, with her current status, it is inconvenient to bring Yijing back to the dormitory, and it is easy to be captured by the paparazzi when she goes to open a room. , so the best place to go is Yi Jing's home.

    Unfortunately, every time she mentioned it, Yi Jing would find various reasons to reject her.

    Now that everything is clear, Nuan finally understands the tricks of Yi Jingzang.

    This guy is secretly doing big things behind his back, and it is estimated that he is blaming himself, complaining and guilt?

    Warm drove to the rental house where she and Yi Jing lived three years ago.

    Looking at the lights in the house, Yi Jing really hid here.

    According to Yi Jing's stubborn temper, she will definitely not live in the house that Tan Yiping prepared for her, so her only place to go is this rental house.

    Warm climbed the stairs to the fifth floor according to memory, old-fashioned community, no elevator, old decoration, wall paint peeling, the higher the floor of the old community, the cheaper the rent, after all, do not like to climb stairs There are still many people.

    The door is still an old big iron door, and the lock is rusted.

    In the past, when opening the door, it took a lot of effort to turn the door lock, and I almost folded the key inside several times.

     Warm knocked on the door, and Yi Jing's voice came from the room.

    "Who?"

    He took off the hat warmly, so that Yi Jing could see her through the cat's eyes, "It's me."

    Before she could say her name, the big iron gate opened.

     Yi Jing was wearing loose house clothes and stood at the door helplessly, "You...why are you here?"

    She obviously didn't tell Wen Nuan that she was here, and it was impossible for Secretary Li to know that she would be here.

    Went in, keeping the cold wind out, "Have you eaten yet?"

    Yijing blinked: "Eat."

    "What did you eat?"

    Warm looked at the kitchen, and there were indeed traces of fire.

    Yi Jing said truthfully: "I ate scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

    The old-fashioned community is not very good. Its heating is not good.

    Such an old community should have been demolished, but the location is so good that the government can’t afford the demolition funds, so it just leaves it alone.

    Warm looked at the thermometer on the wall in the living room, it was 10 degrees above zero.

    She sat on the spring sofa, a little hard, "It's still the same here."

    Yijing couldn't figure out the meaning of the warmth, so she could only follow her words and continue, "Well, many things haven't changed."

    "Is it cold?"

    Warm raised his hand, pulled Yijing over, let her sit on his lap, touched her cold hands, "Is the water heater unplugged?"

    Yi Jing lowered his eyes: "Fortunately, it's not too cold."

    Yi Jing straightened up his upper body suddenly, but was grabbed by the warm waist, and fell into her arms softly, "Five days."

    "Why don't you tell me?"

    "It's all right." Yi Jing explained, "I often come to live in this house."

    Her old clothes and utensils are still in this house.

    He hugged Yi Jing warmly, resting her chin on her shoulder, "I'm talking about resignation."

    Yi Jing paused and said in a low voice, "It's not a big deal. You've been busy with the concert recently, so you should concentrate more."

    "Say something shameless and irresponsible," smiled warmly, "You are more important than the concert."

    Yi Jing was moved: "Warm, I...?"

    Warm interrupted her: "If you want to say sorry, please shut up."

    Yijing's eyelids trembled and continued: "Warm, I...?"

    "Shut up if you feel guilty."

    I Jing bit her lip.

    He touched her cheek warmly, and said softly, "Let the past be in the past, let's do it all over again, okay?"

    She didn't want to tangle with Yijing about the past, her self-blame and guilt, Yijing's self-blame and guilt, speaking out will undoubtedly make each other suffer again.

    Nuannuan knew that Yijing took everything too seriously, she must think that she did not leave voluntarily after Wen Xiuning gave her five million, but was forced to leave by Tan Yiping of.

    Yijing has investigated her consumption records in the past three years, and she can also know that she has not spent the five million Wen Xiuning gave her, and the major banks have not exchanged her five million checks. , because when she left this mission world, she tore the check.

    As for the inspection report, Yi Jing must have known her identity as a virgin, which would shatter the illusion of "promiscuous/promiscuous and extravagant" that she painstakingly created.

    All this happened, Yijing began to be confused, flustered, distressed and denied herself, she began to blame herself and guilt, and felt very sorry for her.

    Yijing felt a faint sense of suffocation, and when she heard the gentle words of warmth, the tears in her eyes that had been reluctant to fall finally fell.

    She hugged her warmly, burst into tears, and kept calling her name.

    "warm...warm..."

    Warmly hugged Yijing, and the two of them slept on the small bed they used to be.

    Only this time, they were not estranged from back to back, but embraced face to face.

    —

    In the early morning, it was not the sun and the breeze that woke them up, but the annoying phone ringing.

    Yijing looked at the warmth that kept squeezing into her arms, crying and laughing: "The phone rang several times, do you want to answer it? Maybe there is an urgent matter."

    "I'm in a hurry too."

    Warm turned over, leaned over, and buried herself in Yijing's neck, "Let's do our urgent first."

    Yi Jingxu pushed and said with a smile, "answer the phone first, or the phone will keep ringing."

    "You pick me up," Wen Nuan kissed and went down, "Just say I'm busy."

    Yijing shivered, his fingertips trembled slightly, took the phone to connect, and clicked the speakerphone.

    "Hello? Warm, where are you? Are you still practicing?" Zhou Hao shouted while pulling his neck.

    He heard silence on the other end of the phone, and shouted again: "Warm, hurry back and practice for me, or see how I deal with you."

    "Hmm..." Yi Jing was afraid that Zhou Hao would hear it, so he hurriedly covered his mouth.

    Her eyes were shiny and watery.

    Clothes are scattered on the floor.

    It wasn't until noon that Nuan Nuan called Zhou Hao, was slapped by Zhou Hao, and licked his face and asked for another day off, saying that he would go back to practice tomorrow, let him not worry Will run away.

    He frowned slightly, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on to open the door.

    She looked through the cat's eyes, and it turned out to be Tan Yiping.

    The warm face calmly opened the door for Tan Yiping, and Tan Yiping's face became gloomy the moment he saw her.

    Tan Yiping's mouth pulled down: "Why are you here?"

    He smiled warmly: "This is my home."

    "Have you paid for the rent here?"

    Tan Yiping knew about this rental house for a long time, three years ago, Yi Jing was earning money to support this unduly woman in front of her.

    Warm leaned against the door, deliberately leaking traces on her neck, "I did my best."

    Tan Yiping saw the traces of warmth on his neck, his blood pressure rose, and he said angrily, "Where's Yijing?"

    Warmly grinning: "I'm taking a bath."

    Why take a shower?

    It all speaks for itself.

    Tan Yiping's face was even more ugly, he let the bodyguard stand at the door, he walked up on crutches, looked at the decoration of the rental house with disgust, "You can live in this kind of place too. Down."

    "Of course, not only can I live," Wen Nuan pointed to the bed in the bedroom, "sleep comfortably, no matter how much tossing it will not break."

    Tan Yiping gritted his teeth: "No shame."

     Warmly touched her face: "You are still too polite, you go look at me on the Internet, they all start with my mother, with relatives as the radius, and they treat my ancestors eighteen cordial greetings."

    Tan Yiping: "..."

    He didn't bother to argue with such a shameless person.

    Tan Yiping looked around, and finally sat down on the spring sofa very reluctantly, and was bitten by the exposed spring.

     Warm took the kitchen bench and sat opposite Tan Yiping.

    The two of them crossed their arms and couldn't see each other.

    Yijing heard someone coming in in the bathroom, although she didn't know who it was.

    She was neatly dressed, wiped her hair and walked out, "Who's here... Grandpa?"

    Tan Yiping looked at Yijing, especially she couldn't see her neck with fair skin at all, which was covered with marks of being bitten by dogs, he closed his eyes and said solemnly: "No Enough? Time to go home?"

    Yi Jing put down his handkerchief and his face sank: "Does Grandpa think I'm making trouble with you?"

    "Isn't it?" Tan Yiping tapped the floor with a cane, "It's enough to play with a child's temper."

    "I won't come back, grandpa please come back." Yi Jing saw off the guest.

    Tan Yiping's expression was distorted, and he said angrily: "I'll say it again, Yijing, go back with me."

    "My family Xiaojing told you not to go back with you, why is Mr. Tan so stubborn?" The dog Wen Nuan picked up the towel on the ground, pulled Yi Jing and sat on the stool, Stand up and brush her hair.

    Tan Yiping looked at the warm and arrogant look of "pampered and arrogant, the chicken Sichen", and his blood pressure rose again.

    He pointed at the warmth and said angrily, "Are you going to disobey me again for her?"

    Yijing said indifferently: "Who else do you need to be disobedient to?"

     "Grandpa, you are used to being admired and respected. You forget that there are people in this world who can disobey your request and refute your decision."

    "Dad can resist and fight, and I, as a daughter, will naturally not be outdone."

    "Even if I give my life like my parents."

    Tan Yiping's face was blue and white, and an unbelievable humiliation appeared in his eyes.

    He opened his mouth and stood up staggeringly.

    □□'s back suddenly bent, like a mountain that had been standing for many years suddenly collapsed.

    "Good, good, good..."

    Tan Yiping said "OK" three times, then hunched over and left the rental house.

    Warm hugged the trembling Yijing from behind, kissed her earlobe, and said distressedly, "Xiaojing, don't cry."

    Yi Jing turned around and buried herself in his warm arms, sighing softly: "I didn't cry."

    She will no longer cry for anyone, and she will show weakness in front of others, because they are not warm.

    "Then what are you shaking?"

    It is Yijing who feels ashamed and dare not speak.

    Yi Jing raised his head and pouted: "I'm so swollen because of your play, I'm crying."

    The initiator smiled awkwardly: "..."

    Chapter 242

    [Miracle]'s concert was held in the National Stadium in Beijing on 12.31.

    Once the concert tickets are sold, 100,000 tickets are sold out within five minutes.

    Zhou Hao saw such a result. Every day, he was either laughing from ear to ear or kept scolding warmth, laziness, and lack of self-motivation.

    Zhai Yi walked into the practice room with a tired look on his face, and said with a smile, "I was scolded again?"

    "Since I moved out of the dormitory, he has to scold me once whenever he sees me," Wen Nuan licked his ears, "I'm used to it."

    "This time he scolded you all afternoon, how did you provoke him?"

    Warm just returned to the dormitory to practice in the morning. Zhou Hao came at noon. As soon as he saw Nuan, as usual, he pulled Nuan into the conference room to give her an oral education.

    Usually it only takes half an hour to warm up and continue to practice, but this time I stayed in the conference room for a whole afternoon, during which there were all kinds of roars and roars, which made the three of Zhai Yi People panic.

    "Yes? Where did you provoke Brother Zhou?" Cong Hui came over and asked curiously.

    An Siya also came up, "We all heard Brother Zhou yelling at you, what are you doing behind our back?"

     Looking at them warmly, she hooked her fingers.

    The three of them took advantage of the situation to get together, and the four of them leaned on their heads, listening to the warmth talking about the things that made Zhou Haogou jump off the wall in a hurry.

    When the three of them heard it, they shouted in unison: "Fuck—"

    A warm shrug: "This is it."

    Cong Hui took a deep breath: "You are awesome!"

    An Siya touched her cheeks: "You are high!"

    Zhai Yi said helplessly: "You are so shameless."

    Warm: "...."

    How can this be a personal attack? !

    Zhou Hao made some adjustments during the meeting. When he came out, he gave him a warm look, stomped his feet, and left the dormitory angrily.

    Warmly accepted Zhou Hao's angry and helpless eyes, and called to Cong Hui: "I wrote a song, you can help me see it."

    Cong Hui was surprised: "Do you still write songs?"

    "Seeing that you have written a lot, I will try it myself." Warmly touched the back of his head, "This is the first time for me, can you help me to see what is wrong and need to be corrected?"

    Cong Hui took it over and teased: "What? Are you planning to sing this in a solo performance in the concert?"

    "But aren't you going to do that? Are you going to do it both ways?"

    "Hmmm, neither will delay."

    Zhou Hui gave Nuannuan a thumbs up and looked at the songs written by Nuanen.

    Standing aside warmly and nervously, watching Cong Hui's expression change from a smiling face at the beginning to a solemn one now.

    She worried: "What's wrong? Is it written too badly?"

    Cong Hui shook his head and sighed, "Have you really never learned to compose music?"

    Warm and puzzled shook his head: "No."

    "Then you are so talented, you wrote this song so well," Cong Hui's eyes were shining, "Can you sing for me now?"

    Although she can hum it herself, she always feels that only warmth can sing the mood of this song.

    This song is like a love poem, ancient and long, as if it took hundreds of years to slowly write