After the food was served, Jing Lang realized for the first time that a woman can also show a man's arrogance when eating!
Look at Jingyue's eating posture, there is no trace of what a daughter's family should look like, the rolled up cuffs, that open bloody mouth, it looks like she hasn't eaten for hundreds of years, Jing Lang looks The dumbfounded completely forgot to eat.
"That... your palace is poor?" Jing Lang stared blankly at the same frightened Xing Er standing behind Jing Yue and asked.
"… "shameful!
Xing Er silently turned his head away, as if he didn't want to see Jing Yue.
"The food in this Jinyan Building is really not built, it's delicious." Jing Yue touched her round belly contentedly, looked at Xing Er with a smile and said: "Go back and ask Xiao Chen if you can make this Jinyan Lou's cook is invited to our house."
"Yes." Xing Er was taken aback for a moment, before speaking.
"I'll go! You actually spoke!" Jing Yue jumped up excitedly.
"Eh... Could it be that he couldn't speak before?" Fang Zicheng wiped his mouth slowly, blinked at Xing Er and then turned to Jing Yue and asked.
"No." Jing Yue shook her head solemnly.
"Yes..." Xing Er spit out a word silently, and the entire private room fell into a brief silence.
"Oh! I said another word! It's not easy..." Jing Yue looked at Xing Er and sighed as she saw Bao. Xing Er silently lowered his head and turned his back to stand in the corner without speaking. Seeing the two of them like this, they laughed out loud.
"Jingyue, you are so interesting." Fang Zicheng laughed.
"..." Jing Yue glared at Fang Zicheng, turned around and lay down on the window sill, watching the people coming and going below without saying a word.
It was rare for Jing Yue to be quiet, Fang Zicheng and Jing Lang began to talk, at first they were nothing more than asking how they were doing recently, those polite words made Jing Yue yawn, she felt sleepy after eating this The feeling is really hopeless.
Jing Yue squinted her eyes and looked at the street below, wondering if she could see a handsome guy or something, when she heard Fang Zicheng and Jing Lang talking about it.
"Is your sister still missing?" Fang Zicheng asked while holding the teacup in his hand.
"No." Jing Lang's eyes dimmed slightly, and he lowered his head and said.
"It's been fourteen years, could it be that he was already buried in the belly of the beast?" Fang Zicheng said with a slight sigh.
"No, she must be alive." Jing Lang clenched his fists and said, "I will definitely find her."
"It's been fourteen years, why are you so persistent?" Fang Zicheng said, looking at Jing Lang with his lips pursed.
"Zicheng, she is my own sister. My mother's body was finally found after her death, but my sister's body was not found. My mother must have hidden her. No matter what, I will find her." Jing Lang's eyes were burning. Looking at Fang Zicheng, he said.
"What if your sister is really dead?" Jing Yue's sudden interjection made Jing Lang slightly taken aback, then looked at Jing Yue and said firmly: "To live is to see people, and to die is to see corpses."
Jing Yue pursed her lips slightly and lowered her head, tilted her head and continued to look out the window and said, "Where was your sister... abandoned?"
"Roman Forest." Jing Lang said, looking at Jing Yue whose back was turned to him.
"Why did you leave her behind?" Jing Lang couldn't see the expression on Jing Yue's face, he could only hear Jing Yue's plain words.