Fifty-Six: Deep Love Buried by Time (Fifty-Six)

Jing Yu hung up the phone and turned to look at Yu Zeyao.

"Did you do this too?" Her expression was colder than ever.

"Jing Rong?" Yu Zeyao frowned.

"Where did you take my brother? He is still a student. At this critical moment, he cannot miss class-"

Yu Zeyao stood up and said, "I have never seen your brother."

Jing Yu looked at him in disbelief.

"I took the person away, and I won't deny it. I didn't take him away, and even if you want me to, I can't." He said, "Jingrong is not a child anymore, and you are not the only relative. , maybe he went back to your stepmother."

What he said is not unreasonable. He admitted that his father was taken away by him. If Jingrong were here, he would not deny it.

She turned around anxiously and was about to leave. However, as soon as he took a step forward, he was hugged by a man around his waist.

Her body was forced to turn around, and the man looked at her from top to bottom in a leisurely manner, "You don't care about your dad?"

"I know you won't let anything happen to him." Jing Yu's beautiful eyes looked at him firmly.

Yu Zeyao raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "You are eating me to death now. How do you know that I will not harm your family?"

"You are not a bad person, otherwise, you would not have blocked that shot for me that day."

Yu Zeyao looked into her clear eyes with a complicated expression, "This only shows that you don't understand me."

"Don't think too well of me. I'm not a charitable person. And... many things are far worse than you think."

Jing Yu always felt that there was something in his words, as if he meant something. However, no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't figure it out - there didn't seem to be much involvement between them except that he had taken away his father.

"If you are really that kind of person - if something happens to my dad here, I will not forgive you." Jing Yu spoke calmly, with a gentle tone.

Yu Zeyao inserted his five fingers into her hair, pushed her hair behind her ears, and whispered: "You move here with me - this is what I want."

Jing Yu looked at him in shock.

I heard him continue to speak unhurriedly: "When did you come over?

Go see your father anytime. I'll give you one night to think about it, then go back and think about it slowly. "

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Jing Yu walked out of the Vice Presidential Palace, the cold wind blew over him, and his thoughts were still confused.

What he wants is not just for her, but also for her to live here. Jing Yu couldn't understand his thoughts - if he just regarded all this as a game, there was no need for her to live in the Vice Presidential Palace. No man would be willing to take a casual woman home and live there permanently. What's more, under the premise that there is Mo Huan beside him.

"What's wrong? Why are you dazed?" Qi Jinnian saw her coming out from a distance and had already pushed the passenger door open.

Jing Yu came back to his senses when he heard her voice. He bent over and sat in. Before he could speak, he heard Qi Jinnian ask: "How is it? Did your dad really get taken away by Mr. Vice President?"

"Um."

"...Tsk, why did he take your dad away?!"

Jing Yu glanced at Qi Jinnian and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. He just said: "I'll make a call first."

"Oh. Okay." Qi Jinnian drove away.

Jingrong didn't have a mobile phone, so Jingyu couldn't find him, so he had to call his grandparents. The old man answered the phone and said he had never seen Jing Rong before.

Jing Yu hung up the phone and made several calls to his uncle and aunt's house, but no one was there.

"Don't worry. Jingrong is so old, how can he get lost?" Qi Jinnian probably picked up some clues when he heard her talking on the phone. After she hangs up, comfort her.

Jing Yu nodded, "I guess he went to work part-time somewhere again. I'd better go to his school tomorrow and ask about the situation."

"That's fine."

Jing Yu hung up the phone and turned his face away from the window, looking at the winter scenery of the city, but the words Yu Zeyao said lingered in his mind.

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the other side.

Yu Zeyao watched Qi Jinnian's car disappear from his sight and dialed a series of numbers to get out.

"Sir." A solemn voice came over.

"Jingrong is not at school tonight. Help me check where he went."

"Jing Rong? Miss Jing's brother?"

"Um."

"Okay. I'll check right away."

Yu Zeyao hung up the phone. Half an hour later, a phone call came from Zheng Zheng.

"Sir, don't worry, we have checked. Jingrong was taken away by Mr. Wen."

Yu Zeyao was very surprised, "Wen Yanzhi? Why did he take Jingrong away?"

"I'm afraid I have to ask Mr. Wen. Jingrong got into his car by himself. I don't know where he went after that."

What is this kid doing?

When did they become so familiar?

After Yu Zeyao hung up the phone with Zhuang Yan, he called Wen Yanzhi. However, the call could not be connected.

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That night, Jingyu lay on the bed, tossing and turning, still unable to fall asleep. Yu Zeyao ruined her job and took away her father. She should be furious. She should just slap him twice like last time. However, she didn't do that.

When he proposed that condition, she was still thinking about the feasibility.

What's wrong with you? This is not her character or style.

Jing Yu was a little confused about himself.

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the other side.

Wen Yanzhi's car didn't arrive until midnight.

When he parked the car in front of a villa, Jing Rong had already fallen asleep in the driver's seat.

Wen Yanzhi glanced at him and saw his quiet sleeping face, his eyes turned. Outside the window, the cold wind whistled, like a beast roaring in his ears. However, looking at the boy's quiet sleeping face, he felt that his heart was surprisingly peaceful at this moment.

Wen Yanzhi looked at him absentmindedly, raised his hand, and his fingers fell on the boy's face. Jing Rong, who was still sleeping, opened his eyes suddenly. His eyes were cold and vigilant, "What are you doing?"

Wen Yanzhi's hand froze on his face, and he was embarrassed by his stare for a moment. The next second, he glared at him, "What are you staring at? What do you think I want to do?"

Jing Rong frowned tightly and tried to slap his hand away indifferently. Wen Yanzhi picked up a long eyelash from under his eyes and smiled at him, "You don't think I'm plotting against you, do you?"

Jing Rong sat up and looked out the window. It was dark outside, and there was no light except for their car lights.

He replied seriously: "Not only do you have bad intentions, you may also want to bring me here to dismember me."

He opened the car door and got out. The cold wind blew over him, and he shivered in his school uniform. Wen Yanzhi got out of the car with his coat and threw it on him.

Jing Rong looked back at him. He was only wearing a thin shirt.

Jing Rong wanted to return the clothes to him, but he had already walked towards the villa, "Don't stand outside, it's too cold. Let's talk inside."