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Chapter 152 Rong Jin moved her lips and spit out two words that made her feel thunderous
Sheng Ge couldn't hide the shock in his eyes when he saw Rong Jin: "Why are you here?"

Rong Jin also frowned slightly: "Come with my friend."

"Ajin, have you been waiting long?" A pleasant voice sounded, and a woman in a plain white dress came trotting not far away.

She ran in front of the two of them before stopping. She had a peaceful appearance, the kind that looked very comfortable.

When Di Qiu saw Sheng Ge, his eyes were a little surprised, and then he returned to normal, turning his head to look at Rong Jin with a smile: "A Jin, who is this?"

Rong Jin frowned, but didn't take the initiative to speak.

Seeing this, Diqiu first reached out to Shengge: "Hi, I'm Diqiu."

The so-called reaching out and not hitting smiling people, Sheng Ge reached out to shake her back, "Qin Ge."

But in her heart, she wondered why she didn't know there was such a person when she married Rong Jin?

Di Qiu glanced at the thin calluses on her hands, but her questioning tone was extremely firm: "Miss Qin is a doctor?"

She opened her mouth, a little surprised.

Diqiu understood, she pursed her lips and smiled, and explained lightly: "I am a forensic doctor and have won many awards, but Ah Jin's light is too bright, covering me."

Shengge looked at her smile, and there was only one thought in his heart, this is a woman that no one can hate.

"Miss Qin is waiting for someone?" Di Qiu asked casually.

Sheng Ge looked at Zhao Jiaming who came late, "Well, here we come."

She turned her head with a smile, and when she saw him, her eyes were a little unnatural, but it was fleeting.

"Sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road." Zhao Jiaming nodded apologetically to Shengge, and when he saw Diqiu clearly, his eyes were a little astonished: "Qiuqiu?"

Di Qiu smiled and took Rong Jin's arm: "Jia Ming, long time no see, let me introduce, this is Rong Jin."

Rong Jin nodded at him.

Surprised by Rong Jin's cooperation, Sheng Ge couldn't help but linger on Di Qiu's face for a few more seconds.

Zhao Jiaming's face changed slightly.

"Ajin, let's go in, it's time for the mage to speak." Di Qiu urged.

Rong Jin glanced at Sheng Ge, then turned around and entered the meditation room with Di Qiu.

"You know him?" Sheng Ge pointed to Di Qiu.

Zhao Jiaming has returned to normal, and smiled warmly: "A good friend from the past."

She didn't have the habit of asking the truth, and the relationship between the two of them was not very familiar. She looked in the direction of the meditation room and said, "Let's go in too!"

He nodded.

Rong Jin and Di Qiu were sitting together, she was with Zhao Jiaming, and the four of them sat facing each other. Coincidentally, Rong Jin was opposite her, while Zhao Jiaming was sitting with Di Qiu facing each other.

No matter how well he conceals it, she can still detect the different atmosphere between him and Di Qiu.

On the other hand, Diqiu, with a casual look, had occasional arguments with the Zen master.

Shengge and listening to Zen are just for meditation, but Diqiu looks like he is practicing, and Zhao Jiaming next to him will occasionally say a few words, and the Zen master nodded with satisfaction, which gave her the illusion that the four of them were out of place.

After listening to a Zen class, the four people had different thoughts. Rong Jin narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of Sheng Ge, with a faint smile on his lips.

Noticing his gaze, Di Qiu added a cup of tea for him: "A Jin, if I'm not mistaken, Qin Ge is Gu Shengge, right?"

"I remember that you were in the United States half a year ago."

"In today's high-tech age, do I know something strange? Gu Shengge and Qin Ge are both doctors. Is there such a coincidence?"

Rong Jin looked away from Sheng Ge: "It's her."

"Then how could she..." Di Qiu glanced at Zhao Jiaming beside her, and swallowed the words that were about to blurt out.

He took a sip of tea and looked at her: "Can't put it down?"

"There is nothing you can't let go of. It's just that what you think in your heart is one thing, but what you see in your eyes is another. After all, after so many years, some things have already become a habit." Di Qiu's eyes flickered, He poured himself a cup of tea leisurely, "But people's emotions are like this cup of tea. When you pour it for the first time, it is mellow and fragrant in your throat, but once the tea cools down, there is no taste at all. The relationship between me and him is like this cup of tea." , it's already cold."

She paused, then said pointedly: "It's just that this cup of tea between you and Gu Shengge is cold too?"

Rong Jin lightly fingered the sandalwood tea seat, and looked at her with a half-smile: "What do you think?"

Diqiu suddenly realized: "I said why the young master of the Rong family came to accompany me to listen to Zen so elegantly. The feeling is drunk and warm, not the wine."

"Aqiu, you can re-warm the tea when it's cold, as long as your heart doesn't get cold."

Di Qiu smiled: "I didn't expect to hear such words from your mouth. It seems that I want to invite you to listen to Zen a few times, so that you won't always look cold and warm."

Rong Jin didn't take it seriously, and his eyes fell on Sheng Ge lightly, "I heard that Zhao Jiaming's parents intended to get them engaged."

"would you like?"

"Of course I don't want to."

"That's it."

Di Qiu raised his hand to gently wipe off the water stains on the back of his left hand, and there were some faint red marks on his fair skin: "Sorry, I'll leave for a while."

In this room, although Zhao Jiaming didn't look sideways, he kept paying attention to Diqiu's movement from the corner of his eyes. Seeing her leave, he tilted his head and apologized to Shengge: "Wait a minute, I'll go wash my hands."

Shengge naturally noticed what he noticed, so she nodded, not paying attention.

Rong Jin kept staring at her plain fingers stretching towards the purple clay pot, the lingering fragrance of the tea covered her face, and there was a peaceful smile on the corner of her mouth, warm and satisfied.

As soon as I met him just now, I noticed her outfit today. The high ponytail made her look like a college student who hadn't graduated yet, full of youth.

It's just that she dressed up today just for Zhao Jiaming.

Thinking of this, his face darkened, he got up and walked towards her, and sat down beside her.

When Shengge saw him, the smile on his mouth disappeared: "Mr. Rong, there is someone here."

Rong Jin took a sip of the tea she had just poured, and it was mellow and pleasant. After living together for so long, he didn't know that she knew how to tea art.

"Just asking for a cup of tea."

"That's my cup." She was a little displeased.

He put down the teacup gently: "Oh? That's offensive."

Shengge was speechless, took out a new cup, filled it up and pushed it to him: "This is yours."

After all, he picked up his cup and took a sip.

Rong Jin watched her movements, and quietly said, "I just drank your cup."

Shengge's face changed, and he almost choked on the tea, and stared at him with a little exasperation.

Rong Jin pursed his lips and got up first: "Let's go."

"I'll wait for someone."

"He's not coming back."

She looked at him suspiciously: "how do you know?"

Without answering, Rong Jin grabbed her waist and lifted her up from the cushion: "Aqiu is Zhao Jiaming's ex-wife."

Shengge was not surprised, but frowned slightly.

He noticed her abnormality and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Kneeling for a long time, my feet are numb."

The meditation room is in a kneeling posture. She has been kneeling for several hours, and her legs are numb and weak at this moment.

When the words fell, she felt her body lighten, Rong Jin leaned over and hugged her without any explanation, she exclaimed: "Rong Jin, put me down, this is a temple."

"Now monks can also marry."

"..." What and what?
He hugged her, but as if there was nothing, he walked like flying.

Shengge grabbed his collar tightly and buried her head in his arms, which was rare and meek.

Feeling her movements, Rong Jin looked down at her with a faint smile on his lips.

Shengge just thought that most of the Zen masters here were familiar with her, so they couldn't let them see her like this.

Otherwise, it's really... embarrassing!
Rong Jin didn't know the twists and turns in her mind, so he simply shoved her into his car neatly, then strode to the driver's seat and started the car.

Surprised, Shengge tried to open the door and locked it.

"Rong Jin, let me go."

As if he couldn't hear her voice, the car slowly slid into the road: "Fasten your seat belt!"

She stopped doing useless work and stared coldly at his profile: "Your friend Di Qiu is waiting for you, and my friend Zhao Jiaming is also waiting for me."

"It's all said, they won't come back."

As if telepathically, the two received a text message on their mobile phones at the same time.

The text message Shengge received was from Zhao Jiaming, still speaking in a gentle and gentle manner.

[Miss Qin is sorry, I am in a hurry to leave first, next time I will invite you to dinner to make amends. 】

On the contrary, the text message Rong Jin received was only two words, and Di Qiu's words were concise and clear.

[Something happened. 】

Things suddenly became clear, Sheng Ge pursed his lips: "Stop the car ahead."

"No parking here."

"Turn left at the second traffic light ahead, you can park there."

"I don't pass there!"

She suppressed the anger surging from the bottom of her heart: "Rong Jin, what are you going to do?"

Rong Jin's lips moved, and he uttered two words that made her feel thunderous.

She thought she had heard it wrong, and looked at him in disbelief: "What did you say?"

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