After Dong Ci ran a long distance, he realized that his behavior was strange.
She didn't do anything bad, so why was she so flustered
She finally slowed down, took a breath and resumed her usual walking pace while carrying her purse. But he was still worried, so he turned his head and glanced back. It didn't matter, but he didn't expect to meet Jing Rong's eyes directly.
“…”
"Let's talk?" Jing Rong parked the car next to Dong Ci and motioned for her to get in the car.
"Is there anything else we can talk about?"
Dong Ci held back his anger and asked him sarcastically. "Tell me how you plan to trick me this time?"
Becoming a hedgehog again...
Jing Rong frowned, pressed her forehead and said helplessly. "I just want to help."
"Are you helping me by suppressing me openly, and then letting me into your studio behind your back?"
"If I hadn't just seen it with my own eyes, what else would you want Wang Ming to do for you?"
Jing Rong's eyes flashed and she said softly, "I thought you would want to know more about Zhao Qingqing and Wang Shenghua."
Dong Ci was stunned. She frowned and looked at him with some confusion, and scolded him coldly. "What do you mean?"
"My Xiaoci is so smart. When he saw Wang Ming and me together just now, he should have already known that I was the one who originally invested in Wang Shenghua and then withdrew his capital."
"So since you can guess that I arranged you to this studio and found someone to keep an eye on you, why didn't you suspect that Zhao Qingqing and Wang Shenghua, who have been bullying you, might also be mine? "
After saying this, Jing Rong raised her lips and smiled, and said slowly. "Maybe, this is another plan of mine."
"First, they find someone to bully you, and then they help you as a good person, hoping to gain your favor again."
"What do you mean?"
Jing Rong's words really bothered Dong Ci.
She did guess a series of things that happened when she entered the studio after seeing Wang Ming and Jing Rong together, but she never really blamed Zhao Qingqing and Wang Shenghua on Jing Rong.
"Are they really your people?" Dong Ci bit her lip and looked at the scene in the car.
Jing Rong put his elbows on the car window, turned his head slightly to look at her and chuckled, he said softly. "Don't Xiaoci already have the answer in his heart?"
From his expression, Dong Ci could tell that he had guessed his thoughts very clearly. She even felt that she was a transparent person in front of Jing Rong, with no privacy at all.
This made her a little angry.
Yes, she did have the answer in her heart. From the beginning, she did not believe that Zhao Qingqing and Wang Shenghua were the people he sent.
In Dong Ci's subconscious, no matter how bad or unscrupulous Jing Rong is, he will never put that kind of person next to her to disgust her.
"Xiao Ci, I'm very happy." Jing Rong's thin lips curled up slightly, obviously in a good mood.
The matter between Zhao Qingqing and Wang Shenghua was indeed not arranged by him.
The reason why he invested in Wang Shenghua was to give Dong Ci resources intentionally, so he asked Wang Ming to arrange for her to take over the crew. It's just that he didn't expect that anyone would dare to bully his Xiaoci. When he learned of the evil deeds of these two people at the first time, he could hardly control his violent emotions.
What Dong Ci would see him today was something he didn't expect. Just when he caught up, he was even ready to accept Dong Ci's anger.
He originally thought that she would pin Wang Shenghua and Zhao Qingqing's charges on him, but he didn't expect that she would only ask about the studio, and his gloomy mood was suddenly swept away.
This is indeed his persistent Xiaoci, who can always bring him unexpected warmth.
"Although Wang Ming is mine, his studio has nothing to do with me. I will not interfere in your work, nor will I appear next to you when you are working."
"So, you don't need to resign."
According to his understanding of Dong Ci, she would definitely resign tomorrow after she found out about this incident, so he explained. "Although Wang Shenghua is the resource I asked Wang Ming to give you, it is indeed his personal wish to recruit you into his studio."
"He is a very talented man and appreciates you very much, so I don't want you to impulsively miss this opportunity because of me."
"Stop talking so much about yourself, I won't care about you!" Dong Ci had indeed planned to resign just now, but he came to his senses after hearing Jing Rong's words.
Indeed, there was no need for her to be in trouble with herself because of Jing Rong. Wang Ming is a leader in the design world, and she can learn a lot from him. If she really resigns like this, she may never find such an excellent studio again.
"Stop following me!"
Not wanting Jing Rong to continue to follow him, Dong Ci quickened his pace. She forgot that she was wearing high heels at this time, so her steps stumbled hard and she fell directly to the ground.
"Xiao Ci!"
Jing Rong told the driver to stop the car. He walked over and tried to help Dong Ci up, but the little girl was very stubborn and refused to let him touch her.
"go away."
The high-heeled shoes with only a small heel were knocked to the ground unexpectedly. Dong Ci felt that she was going to die.
Her ankles were in pain, and she tried to stand up from the ground. However, because of the severe pain in her ankles, she fell back again. This time, her palms rested on the ground, and the cushioning was so large that a layer of skin was rubbed off.
"you… "
Jing Rong no longer allowed her to be willful, he quickly picked her up and put her in the car, closed the door, and ordered the driver to lock it, all in one movement. By the time Dong Ci turned around, the car had already driven out.
"Put me down, I want to go home!"
Jing Rong put her feet on his thighs, gently kneaded the areas where her sprains were, and said calmly. "Go home tonight."
"My home is wherever my mother is, and I want to get off the car!"
"do not move."
She was really dishonest. Jing Rong frowned slightly and held down her disobedient ankle. He tried to keep his voice as soft as possible and said. "Xiao Ci, just go back and stay for one night. I won't touch you."
"No, I want to go home and live. I don't want to be with you."
Jing Rong's long eyelashes drooped slightly, trying her best to look gentle and harmless, and continued to coax her patiently. "But I miss you."
“…”
Dong Ci was stunned, her brain stagnant for a few seconds, and then she reacted quickly and said viciously. "But I don't miss you at all."
After thinking about it, she felt that these words were not deterrent, so she added: "I hate you very much!"
“…”
It’s really soft and hard to eat!
A helpless sigh escaped from Jing Rong's lips, and he finally sat up straight and leaned on the back seat. He closed his eyes a little tiredly and said calmly. "Don't you want your silly dog too?"
Dong Ci frowned and said reflexively. "What happened to you?"
Although the little wolf was bought home with Jing Rong's consent, Jing Rong himself didn't like it, and he even had no favorable impression of all animals.
When the little wolf was still very young, Dong Ci always liked to hold it in his arms and stroke it, but Jing Rong always had something wrong with his expression at this time. Especially when he looked at the little puppy in her arms, his awe-inspiring murderous aura made Dong Ci feel like he wanted to strangle it to death.
However, even though Jing Rong didn't like Little Wolf, Jing Rong never provoked him as long as she was around. But now that she no longer lives in Jingzhai, Dong Ci is indeed worried about Little Wolf's situation.
"Xiao Ci, you should know that I don't like making noise very much, but since you left, it has been barking every night..." At this point, Jing Rong's expression was cold, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little cold.
At this time, Dong Ci finally knew where Jing Rong's fatigue came from. It turns out that Jing Rong hasn't had a good night's sleep since she left
Thinking of this, Dong Ci's face turned pale.
She knew that according to Jing Rong's temperament, if the little wolf made trouble for him, he would definitely not make it easy for him. Dong Ci regretted a little. She should have taken Xiaolang with her when she left.
Because she was too worried about Xiaolang, Dong Ci didn't go back to Ci Ma's house anymore. As soon as I got off the car, I wandered in to look for the little wolf, but I couldn't find him even after looking around.
Dong Ci was a little panicked. She ran to the second floor and shouted the little wolf's name, thinking that Jing Rong had tied it up and locked it in a small dark room.
After many calls, the little wolf didn't appear, so Dong Ci began to search from room to room until she opened the studio where she usually designs clothes.
The usually tidy and clean room was now covered with torn fabrics. The table where she drew the design was in a mess, and the mannequin usually placed in the corner was also lying on the ground.
A few drops of bright red caught Dong Ci's sight. She was slightly startled and took a few steps forward, only to find a large amount of red at the corner of the table. Now she was a little panicked, and quickly turned her head to look under the table. At this glance, she almost fell to the ground.
"What's wrong?"
Dong Ci stepped back and bumped into Jing Rong, who had just entered the door. He subconsciously used his hands to hold Dong Ci's waist, but Dong Ci turned around and started to hit him.
"It is also a life. How can you be so cruel?!"
Dong Ci's tears fell immediately. She knew that Jing Rong was bad, but she didn't expect that he would be so bad that he wouldn't even let a dog go. Dong Ci's heart was broken when she thought of the large blood stains on the little wolf's body. .
"Woof, woof!"
Just then, a rustling sound came from under the table. Dong Ci was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard wrongly. He wiped the tears on his face, then lowered his head, and a bloody head came out from under the table...
Seeing Dong Ci come back, the little wolf was very happy. It seemed to be much fatter than before. It was a bit difficult to get out, and then it whined and left its bloody claws on Dong Ci's leg. One seal.
“…”
Dong Ci recovered from the shock. She seemed to have discovered something. She leaned down stiffly, then stretched out her fingertips and gently wiped the blood on its hair.
Taking a closer look, this... turned out to be the paint she usually used for painting? !
“…”
"Do you think the 'blood' on it was caused by me?"
From the first time Dong Ci hit him, Jing Rong never fought back. Even before the silly dog got out from under the table, he didn't know what happened.
Jing Rong was really angry at her and laughed.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and approached Dong Ci, encircled her finger stained with red paint with his big palm, and said calmly. "In Xiaoci's eyes, would I be so crazy as to abuse/treat your dog while you are away?"
"Um?"
“…”