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Chapter 872

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His emotions were constantly tumbling, and his thoughts were chaotic and tangled. It was only a matter of a few minutes.

The dispute outside ended, and the footsteps faded away, but he heard Huo Yifan's voice.

At that moment, he finally lost control.

Without thinking, he rushed out and waved his fist at Huo Yifan.

Su Peizhen was his woman. If he wanted to do something to her, he had to ask for his permission first.

What's more, this damn man. If it weren't for him, how could he have misunderstood? If he hadn't misunderstood, how could things have developed to the point where they were out of control?

One punch after another, he hit very hard. A fire was ignited in his heart again, and this fire was even stronger than the previous one, making him want to kill more.

The urge to destroy everything was so obvious. He could only drag Huo Yifan in front of him and constantly vent his inner anger.

Until Gu Xiu appeared, until the representative of the other party's partner company also came, he finally stopped and looked coldly at Huo Yifan, who had been beaten black and blue by him.

"If you dare to touch a finger of her, I will definitely let you die with her. You can try. Let me see if I can do it. "

After saying this, he didn't even have the mood to talk about cooperation with the other party's company.

He went to Su Peizhen's private room. He wanted to find her. He must find her, he must tell her, he …

Perhaps his aura was too amazing, and his eyes were too scary. The representative sent by the partner was frightened by him. The beauty with hair and blue eyes who had just wanted to hook up with him began to retreat, for fear of provoking Ling Jing.

Ling Jing didn't care what they did. Although this hotel wasn't his, it was easy to ask which private room Su Peizhen was in.

Su Peizhen, Su Peizhen …

When Ling Jing's footsteps reached the door of the private room, he suddenly stopped.

After a reincarnation, Rong City once again entered December. He didn't know where the cold wind blew from the corridor, but it made him feel a lot more awake.

He leaned against the wall, and his mind was in a mess.

Go to Su Peizhen now? Say what? How to say?

Ling Jing just stood outside the private room for a long time and couldn't move. The hand on the wall was still exerting force at first, but then it slowly loosened and finally drooped down weakly.

What should he do?



Su Peizhen had no idea what was going on outside. She was happily chatting with her colleagues in the private room.

Su Chenghui naturally had a good eye for people. Although he wasn't in Rong City often, the people he hired were truly capable and capable.

The meal was enjoyable. After the meal, she didn't reject Lin Feixing's offer to send her home.

In fact, they were all drunk and couldn't drive, so they found a designated driver.

Lin Feixing got into the car and asked Su Peizhen where she was going. Su Peizhen told him the address of her new house. She had moved to a duplex with Xiang Caiping.

The house was bigger than Rong Garden, but smaller than the villa. It was very convenient to go out.

The main thing was that she had been coming home every day recently. Xiang Caiping was finally very satisfied.

Although Xiang Caiping knew that Xiang Caiping had been drinking, she could understand this kind of social interaction.

"Are you okay? I saw you drink quite a lot just now. "

"No." Su Peizhen smiled and shook her head. "I know. Don't worry. I'm not drunk. "

Lin Feixing looked at her pretty face in the night. "I'd rather you were drunk."

Su Peizhen didn't respond to him. Instead, she turned her head and looked out of the car window.

Lin Feixing couldn't hide his disappointment, but Su Peizhen didn't notice.

The car stopped at Su Peizhen's apartment and she got out. Lin Feixing followed her out and asked the driver to wait for him. He walked her to the door.

"Let's stop here. I'll go up myself. Thank you for today. "

"If you really want to thank me, why don't you invite me up?"

"It's okay. My mom is at home."

"I know Aunt Xiang too. I don't think she will mind."

Su Peizhen turned to look at him. She looked very serious. "I mind."

Lin Feixing didn't know how to respond to such a straightforward answer.

Su Peizhen was about to enter the door when Lin Feixing stopped her again. "Are you planning to stop dating for the rest of your life?"

"No." Su Peizhen shook her head. She looked very calm. "I'm just a little tired."

Tired? Lin Feixing nodded and suddenly smiled. "Have a good rest then. I'll wait for you to rest. "

It was a pun. They both understood what the other meant. She understood, and so did he.

"Good night."

After seeing Lin Feixing off, Su Peizhen felt a little tired. After a few months, Lin Feixing was filled with hope.

But in fact, she didn't have that kind of thought.

Life was good now. She was very satisfied. Peace and tranquility. She went to work every day and spent time with Xiang Caiping. Occasionally, when Su Chenghui and his wife came to Rong City, they would visit her, but not often.

Usually, they contacted each other more by phone. Other than Su Chenghui and his wife, Su Yuxin also called her often and sent her messages. It was as if he was afraid that she would take things too hard.

In fact, they were thinking too much. She wouldn't take things too hard. Nothing was worth thinking about all the time. Even if there was, she would try her best to forget it.

The elevator was at the corner of the entrance. There was a safety ladder next to it.

Su Peizhen walked inside. She suddenly felt a grip on her wrist. She was startled. Before she could react, her body had been pulled into the stairwell.

"…" Su Peizhen almost screamed, but her scream was muffled by someone. Just like that, her voice was stuck in her throat.

"Don't scream. It's me." His voice stopped Su Peizhen's struggling.

The stairwell was dark, and the lights were controlled by voice. Ling Jing's voice was very soft, not enough to turn on the lights.

With the light outside, she saw Ling Jing's face. At the same time, she smelled the alcohol on his body.

Su Peizhen calmed down and stopped struggling. Ling Jing also let go of her hand.

As soon as he let go, Su Peizhen went to pull the door of the stairwell. Her wrist was tightened again. She was pulled by Ling Jing again.

Su Peizhen turned to look at Ling Jing. With the light outside, she saw his face hidden in the darkness.

The corners of his lips were raised with a hint of mockery.

"What is Young Master Ling doing? What? You don't want to be the young master of the Ling family anymore? Do you want to change your profession and become a robber? "

The light was dim, so Ling Jing couldn't see her expression clearly. She was the same.

Her body was suddenly hugged by Ling Jing. She didn't have time to react or struggle. That person had already buried his face in her neck.

"I regret it."

His deep, hoarse voice was accompanied by his warm breath brushing against her neck.

She didn't move. Ling Jing spoke again in the darkness.

"I regret it. I regret letting go of you. "

Holding her waist, Ling Jing's arms were very tight. His expression couldn't be seen clearly in the darkness, but there was a hint of eagerness in his voice.

"Woman, I regret it."

"Woman, I want you."



It was a very quiet atmosphere. After Ling Jing said that, Su Peizhen didn't respond.

He suddenly became very sure. What did Su Peizhen mean?

He let go of his hand, but didn't let go of her. He said again with uncertainty.

"Let's start over, okay?"

What greeted him was a slap on his face.

Su Peizhen was just angry. After the slap, she realized that she had lost control.

Taking a deep breath, she pushed him away and wanted to turn around and leave.

But her body was held by him again. Her body was pressed against the door behind her.

"Are you angry? If you're angry, let's start over, okay? "

Su Peizhen raised her hand again, wanting to slap him again, but then put it down.

She was a little breathless, and she resisted the suffocating feeling in her heart. She stared coldly at his face in the darkness.

"Let go."

"I won't let go." Ling Jing held her very tightly, and there was a trace of imperceptible pleading in his voice. "Peizhen, I really regret it. Let's start over, okay? I promise, this time, I – "

"Ling Jing, Young Master Ling. Who do you think you are? What? Young Master Ling is used to being a young master. You think the world is your home, and you can do whatever you want? Sorry, I'm not interested. "

She coldly pulled his hand away, but she couldn't. Su Peizhen raised her foot and stomped hard on his foot.

Ling Jing was in pain, but he refused to let go. Su Peizhen was angry and looked at him coldly. But because she couldn't see his expression clearly. She stomped harder and harder.

In the end, her foot was numb, but Ling Jing didn't let go of her.

She could only withdraw her foot and look at him coldly. "Ling Jing, have you had enough of being drunk?"

Ling Jing looked at her. In his dark phoenix eyes, there was regret, pain, discomfort, and pleading.

Unfortunately, the darkness covered his expression, and she couldn't see it clearly. But even if she could see it clearly, Su Peizhen wouldn't believe it now.

Ling Jing realized this, and his expression became more and more bitter. "I'm not drunk. I really regret it."

"So? You regret it. You want to start over, and I have to go back? "

Silence. For the first time in his life, Ling Jing felt speechless. Su Peizhen's words made him speechless. It took him a long time to find his voice. "I just want to start over with you."

"Start over with me?" Su Peizhen sneered, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "Young Master Ling, do you really know what you're talking about? I'm a prisoner in labor reform. You want to start over with me, a prisoner in labor reform? "

Ling Jing felt like a needle was pricking his heart. Those three words were extremely grating to his ears.

"Don't say it." He was wrong, he was really wrong. He shouldn't have said those three words in front of her.

"Don't say what?" Su Peizhen blinked, as if she suddenly understood the flash of pain in his words. "Don't say I'm a prisoner in labor reform? Ha. "

She smiled, and her smile was full of mockery. "That's the truth. I'm just a prisoner in labor reform. Young Master Ling, you said that. "

Ling Jing's body stiffened, and his hand on her waist trembled a little. "Don't say it, I beg you, don't say it. I'm sorry. "

Those three extremely obscure words came out of Ling Jing's mouth, which had always been proud. If there was a third person present at this time, their jaw would probably drop.

However, Su Peizhen didn't feel anything after hearing it.

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