Paranoid Young Master Jiang is madly jealous again

Chapter 251 The more you love, the more you want to control

Jiang Qi narrowed his eyes, carefully recalling the scene of last night.

The words were tossed back and forth in his mouth, and finally he said: "I met Lin Yuanxiu last night and talked about the movie. The cooperation was not right. He wanted to arrest me. I preemptively hit him, but I passed out for some reason. .”

Qiao Yining frowned, "What does he want to do?"

Jiang Qi shook his head, "He just doesn't want me to feel better."

Qiao Yining poured him a glass of water, "When I came here, your friend Wei Zheng was there."

Jiang Qi searched subconsciously.

In the next second, there was a feeling of induction.

The door opened, and Wei Zheng's slender figure walked in.

"Are you awake?" He pursed his lips.

Jiang Qi hummed.

Qiao Yining saw that they had something to say, but she didn't say it.

I knew I was getting in the way here.

She stood up and said to Jiang Qi, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Jiang Qi hummed.

Qiao Yining's heart sank inexplicably, she turned around and walked away with the corner of her mouth pursed.

Jiang Qi's eyes followed her back, with complex emotions intertwined in his eyes, and suddenly shouted: "Qiao Qiao."

Qiao Yining turned her head to look at him in doubt.

Jiang Qi hesitated to speak, his eyes were dark, he finally shook his head, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, don't go too far, remember to come back later."

Qiao Yining's eyes dimmed, "Yes."

After she goes out.

In the ward.

Wei Zheng looked at Jiang Qi puzzled, "What happened last night?"

All Jiang Qi's relaxed and indifferent disguised on the surface was suppressed by a gloomy breath just now, he touched his pocket, Wei Zheng understood, and threw the cigarette and lighter to him.

Jiang Qi bit the cigarette in his mouth, lit the fire, took a deep breath to suppress the confusion and irritability in his heart, and then said in a deep voice: "Lin Yuanxiu has a video in his hand."

Wei Zheng was startled for a moment, and looked into Jiang Qi's forbearingly angry eyes, and then thought about the relationship between Lin Yuanxiu and him, "What happened back then?"

Jiang Qi hummed, his head hurting, "I was stimulated when I saw it, so I picked up the ashtray and hit him hard on the head. If it wasn't for the sudden stabbing pain in his head, he probably died in my hands." .”

Wei Zheng frowned, Jiang Qi spoke calmly, but he could hear the uncontrollable anger and hatred in him, and carefully reminded: "Now he is only one step away from entering the net, don't you get angry again You have to hold back, once you miss and become a murderer, you have to go back to that place again."

The cigarette ash in Jiang Qi's hand was long, and he shook his hand, fluttering down into the trash can next to the bed, "There is one more thing, I remembered it all."

Wei Zheng: "What?"

Jiang Qi: "It happened during those two years in prison."

Wei Zheng opened his eyes wide, "You kept forgetting before, why do you suddenly remember now?"

Jiang Qi shook his head and said lightly: "It's a coincidence."

I also thought about going to Dr. Chen for an examination, but I didn't expect that it would be so quick and easy to regain my strength.

Wei Zheng: "That's a good thing for you."

Jiang Qi didn't reply, his brows were lowered, and his slender eyelashes formed a thin silhouette.His demeanor was somewhat gloomy and indescribably sluggish.

He calculated the time, reckoning that Qiao Yining should come back soon after going to the bathroom.

Holding the unfinished glass of water on the table, he poured it on the sparking cigarette butt, extinguished it and threw it into the trash can, "Open the window to let the smell out."

Wei Zheng clicked his tongue and walked away.

Qiao Yining didn't really go to the bathroom, she asked Wuyou to take her to Lin Yuanxiu's ward.

Lin Yuanxiu was a little surprised when he saw her, but he felt that it was expected, "I guessed that you would come to me."

Seeing his complexion, Qiao Yining was even paler than Jiang Qi, and there was a thick layer of white gauze around his forehead. Wuyou said that he had dozens of stitches, and the wound was not small.

Her face was indifferent: "Why?"

Lin Yuanxiu pursed his lips, his eyes glowing, "Because no one is willing to be deceived all the time. Especially the more you love, the more you want to control the other party."

(End of this chapter)