Xia Jin stood in front of him, suddenly at a loss.

"Where do you want to go?" Gong Shentuo held a bowl of porridge in his hand and stared at her coldly.

Xia Jin moved her lips, lowered her eyes, and whispered, "I'm hungry."

In fact, she was not hungry, she was too hungry and did not feel hungry.

"Go back to bed." He got angry when he saw the pitiful look on her face, pretending to be pure and innocent, pretending to be pitiful. Is she relying on her face and acting skills to deceive men everywhere?

Xia Jin lay down on the bed very well and obediently.

In fact, she was wronged, okay? She always pretended to be innocent and pitiful in front of him. As for innocence, she was already a pure girl, so why should she pretend?

Xia Jin stretched out her hand and took the porridge from Gong Shentuo's hand, then lowered her head and drank small spoonfuls.

He didn't speak, and she didn't dare to speak either.

In the past, Tang Jian always said that Xia Jin was the only one in the world who was really not afraid of Boss Gong. In fact, she was afraid of him deep down.

If she wasn't afraid, it was because he liked her. Xia Jin bulged her mouth and stared at the porridge in the bowl in a daze. He didn't like her now, and she felt very sad when she thought about it.

She wanted to ask, do you like Makino Sawazuki? Stop liking her. Wherever she is as cute as me, I will make you happy.

"I...have finished drinking." After taking the last sip, Xia Jin timidly held the bowl in both hands and handed it to him.

She found an embarrassing thing. She didn't know how to call him. She used to call him Tuo when she was intimate and coquettish. When she was with everyone, she was always the boss.

Hey, it seems I can’t even scream.

Gong Shentuo took the bowl and put it on the small table next to the bed.

"Xia Jin," he looked at her, a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in his heart, and his voice was so cold that there was no warmth at all, "do you have an explanation about calmness?"

Xia Jin froze, and her hands on the quilt couldn't help but tighten.

Is Ah Jing really dead? She doesn't believe it, she really doesn't believe it.

Xia Jin lowered her eyes and shook her head quietly and slowly.

Even if she didn't mean it, Ah Jing died because of her. What's more, there were too many things that she couldn't explain about what happened three years ago.

Gong Shentuo wished he could kill this woman with one shot.

Xia Jin is very sensitive to murderous intent, not to mention such obvious murderous intent.

He still couldn't hold back his anger. He grabbed her neck and pressed her against the wall behind the bed. His handsome and cold face was full of cruelty and suppressed pain. "Why on earth, Xia Jin, are you here?"

Is there anything in the world that you want that I can't give you? You're going to betray me."

All the air was blocked, Xia Jin suddenly felt difficulty breathing, her whole face turned red, she held his hand that was pinching hers with both hands, and shook her head desperately.

Until he realized that if he used such force again, he would accidentally kill this woman, Gong Shentuo finally slowly let go of his hand.

"I once wanted to marry you and place you in the paradise I built for you. Since you insist on leaving, then stay with me in hell."

Xia Jin stroked her sore throat and coughed desperately. She thought sadly that she might not be able to speak for a week.

"You are not allowed to leave this bedroom without my permission in the future. I know your skills in picking locks are top-notch, but listen carefully. If you dare to sneak out once, I will kill everyone in the Murong family."

Xia Jin panicked, knowing that he meant what he said, so she climbed up from the bed and hugged him regardless, raising her little face. Her voice was almost mute, and her throat felt like it was torn apart when she made a sound.
Chapter completed!