He Jingxing smoked slowly, and his dark and sharp gaze fell on Tang Qingya's face. He looked at it for a moment, then stood up and said, "Come to my study."
"Mr. He..." Ding Han said.
He Jingxing stopped and looked back at Ding Han, "Wait here."
"Okay." Ding Han said in a respectful tone. As she watched the two of them enter the study, she glanced at He Jingxing's bedroom.
Ding Han wanted to find out the details of He Jingxing, but he never had the right opportunity. The bedroom had always been his restricted area, and no one except Uncle Hu had ever entered it.
I wonder how long the meeting between Tang Qingya and He Jingxing will last? Should she take this opportunity to go into the bedroom and have a look
This idea only stayed in her mind for two seconds. Ding Han had already made a decision. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that she couldn't miss.
Ding Han quickly walked to the door of He Jingxing's bedroom, gently turned the door handle, opened the door, and walked into the bedroom. The room was all gray, dark, gloomy, and exuding a suffocating sense of depression.
Ding Han's eyes roughly scanned the room, and finally landed on a small white medicine bottle on the bedside table. She walked over, bent down and took a closer look. It was all in English, and it was a chemical name. She didn't know what it was, and she didn't know what effect it had. .
Ding Han took out her phone and clicked on the camera function, took a picture of the small white medicine bottle, and then carefully opened the bedside table. There was nothing there. She opened the drawer below again, and a small black pistol came into view.
Ding Han's pupils shrank, and his heart suddenly beat much faster. He actually held a firearm illegally.
He Jingxing was very suspicious and wary. Ding Han didn't dare to touch his things casually, so as not to alert others. She quickly closed the drawer and turned around and left the bedroom.
Ding Han returned to the living room and poured himself a glass of water. After drinking it, his chaotic heartbeat slowly calmed down.
Not long after, He Jingxing and Tang Qingya came out of the study. I don't know what they talked about, but Tang Qingya's face didn't seem to be very happy about the conversation.
Tang Qingya never expected that He Jingxing would reject her. Huo Yanqing and Shu Xin's wedding was in a few days. There was no time. Tang Qingya suddenly thought of a person and took out her mobile phone to dial his number, " Where are you... tell me your address and we'll meet... OK, I'll go over now... "
Tang Qingya drove to an old community. The environment was very poor. There was a garbage pool upstairs. On a hot day, it exuded a pungent stench.
Tang Qingya's delicate brows were filled with a look of disgust, and she went upstairs with her hands covering her mouth and nose. When she arrived on the third floor, there wasn't even a doorbell on the door. Tang Qingya patted the door panel.
Soon the door opened from the inside, and Lin Meng saw a faint green light immediately appear in Tang Qingya's eyes, "Miss me?"
Tang Qingya's eyes quickly flashed with disgust, and she entered the room from Lin Meng's side, "I have something to do with you."
Lin Meng closed the door, turned around, and hugged Tang Qingya from behind, "You smell so good."
Tang Qingya raised her elbow and attacked Lin Meng's chest. Lin Meng quickly let go of her, "Isn't it bad to be so rude to your first man?"
Tang Qingya turned around and glanced at Lin Meng angrily.
Lin Meng smiled mischievously, "Hey, are you angry?"
She was crazy to come to him.
Tang Qingya raised her feet and walked towards the door.
Lin Meng took her arm, put away his playful expression, and said seriously: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, go in and sit down, and I'll get you a glass of water." After saying that, he let go of Tang Qingya's hand, turned around and went in. kitchen.