Deep spoiled I: The beloved of the Devil's Boss

After hearing this, Han Lingfei was slightly surprised, and a warm current rose from the bottom of his heart and spread——

"Shall we go out for a walk?" Han Lingfei looked at the noisy crowd and asked Jing Jiajia for his opinion.

"Well, I don't like such an occasion. Wait a minute, I'll tell my father." Jing Jiajia said, looked in the crowd, found Jingxing and walked over.

"Does this earth bag know Mr. Han? Mr. Han is one of the few golden bachelors in the business world. He is handsome and dedicated. This earth bag doesn't want to..." a woman said in a sharp voice, as if she was afraid that others wouldn't hear him.

The crowd suddenly quieted down and looked this way.

Jingjiajia was very calm and didn't bother to say more. She calmly passed by the woman who spoke and came to Han Lingfei.

Han Lingfei also heard what he wanted to say, but he saw that Jing Jiajia had come to him.

"Let's go, Han Shao," Jingjia said.

Han Lingfei was stunned, then smiled, bent his arm, Jing Jiajia understood, generously stretched out his hand to hold his arm, and they went out, leaving countless puzzled eyes behind.

Out of the door, jingjiajia loosened her hand and said, "thank you very much, hanshao."

"Call me Lingfei, I call you Jiajia, don't you mind?" Han Lingfei looked at Jing Jiajia.

"OK." Jingjia nodded.

Both of them were embarrassed. They walked side by side, but they didn't know what to say. After being silent for a while, Han Lingfei said, "have you been in England for so many years?"

"No, I stayed in the United States for almost five years before I went to Britain."

"Oh, by the way, why do you wear such glasses? Is it just because you don't want people to see your true face?" Han Lingfei hesitated and asked the question in his heart. In fact, the more reason is that he really wants to see those beautiful eyes, which have made him miss you for eight years.

Jingjiajiawei smiled. "Maybe they are too ostentatious and always bring me some unnecessary trouble, so I can only cover them up and use this pair of antique glasses."

After hearing this, Han Lingfei was stunned and then smiled, "your glasses can really be called antiques, but the price should be high?"

"It's OK. I designed it. Dad asked someone to make it."

"Jia Jia..." Han Lingfei shouted.

Jingjiajia was looking at the distance. She heard Han Lingfei call her. She stopped, turned her face and looked at Han Lingfei, "well, what's the matter?"

"I, can I ask you a question?" Han Lingfei's expression was very unnatural, and even his speech was a little nervous.

"Yes, what's the problem?" Jing Jiajia looked at Han Lingfei curiously.

"No, it's all right." Han Lingfei thought for a moment. It's better not to be so abrupt. After all, he only met for the second time. It's bound to be too abrupt for him to ask like that. Besides, whether she is too rude——

"Oh," Jingjia whispered.

"Uncle Chen sent you to a remote place in the suburbs that day. Are you okay?" Han Lingfei suddenly found that she began to talk nonsense. Can she still be in front of herself if she is not good? He's really speechless to himself.

Jingjiajia pursed her mouth and looked at the distance. The tide of memory rolled in. The wound was torn open again. It was painful and rushed to her face with a bloody smell, making her stomach roll. She couldn't help squatting on the roadside and vomit.

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