Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Rong Jin held a pen in his hand, because he was too hard, and the pen broke.

He didn't know how many times he read the letter that Shui Qianqian left, and he wished he could poke a hole.

I don't know why, since Shui Qianqian didn't return last night, Rong Jin's heart felt empty, as if he couldn't grasp anything.

I don't know where she went or how she feels.

Every time she thought of her looking at her eyes and the words that questioned herself, Rong Jin felt as if her heart was being pressed by a boulder, and she couldn't breathe.

Rong Jin's dusty, ink-like eyes contained a deep and profound meaning, and no one dared to speculate on his mood at this time.

After a long while, Rong Jin closed his eyes, rubbed his eyebrows, and did not sleep all night. At this time, Shui Qianqian had not been found, and his mood was getting worse.

This irritability is almost uncontrollable.

In the past, Rong Jin was always cloudless and breezy, and there was no cloud in the sky. Maybe he would have strong emotions only when he faced the water.

But Rong Jin is usually extremely tolerant, so it is almost impossible for someone to spy on his heart.

Even Shuiqianqin, countless times of temptation, questioning, indifference, hate, couldn't understand him and could not understand his mood.

Rong Jin waited until a gust of wind blew, the door was quickly opened, and a subordinate reported Ron Jin respectfully.

"Sir, find the queen."

Rong Jin's eyebrows flickered, and the brightest light flashed in his eyes. He stood up slowly and said straightly: "Where?"

"At Baihua Cafe!"

Rong Jin felt himself breathing a light breath and said lightly: "Yes."

A simple word means he already knows it.

A certain subordinate couldn't guess the idea of ​​Master Zuoxiang at this time, hesitantly said: "Sir, do you need to welcome the queen back?"

Rong Jin lifted his eyelids lightly, glanced at the letter on the table and said, "No, she is willing to play, let her play, and send someone to secretly protect her safety."

One of the subordinates looked at Master Zuoxiang's full-hearted look, and seemed to be relieved of the Queen, but he thought hard and said with a stern stern: "Adult, Queen, she..."

"Say!"

"Queen she talks and chats with the heirs of the Shangguan family's heirs."

After listening, Rong Jin's face sank, and his eyes were still shocked, but there was a trace of the glorious waves of Bitao, as if dark waves were surging.

His hand on his side moved indifferently: "With Shangguan Qingchen together?"

"Yes!"

After a while, Rong Jin's eyes flickered with a complex light, and his eyes instantly became calm, "You go down first!"

"Yes!"

After a certain subordinate left, Rong Jin clasped his hands tightly, then loosened and gripped again, and the cinnabar between the eyebrows wept like blood, burning like a demon, more like coming out of a fairy painting.

After a long while, Rong Jin restrained his impulse, and then quickly left the palace and went in one direction.

...

At this time in the Baihua Cafe, Shui Qianqian had been thinking of Rong Jin because of the story of Shangguan Qingchen.

Almost uncontrollable thinking about her.

Shangguan lightly drank coffee slowly and observed the **** the opposite side. He was also a person with a story!

After a while, the coffee in the quilt of Shui Qian Qian was already consumed by her, and she realized that she had just lost her mind, "That, sorry, I just remembered something."

"Sure, what did you think of?"

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