Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

Standing there, Jing Wenbin pushed his gold-rimmed glasses calmly.

I had guessed in my heart before, and seeing this scene now confirmed my guess even more.

Jing Wenbin sighed inwardly.

Can not help but feel a little sad.

Yanxiu was thinking too much, mistaking Miss Shen's family for her sister-in-law!

That's all, if Yanxiu can feel happier because of this, then it's okay to make a mistake.

It's just that Miss Shen's family has suffered, and she has become a substitute for other people's wives.

Jing Wenbin figured it out and knew the reason, but Shen's father and Shen's mother didn't know the inside story.

Shen's father and Shen's mother were dumbfounded, looking at the two people who were slowly walking towards them in disbelief.

"Qingqing, are you...??" Father Shen finally couldn't hold back the doubt in his heart, and asked aloud.

When she walked in front of Shen's father and Shen's mother, Shen Wanqing wanted to let go of Jing Yanxiu's hand, but she twitched secretly, and found that she was held tightly by the other party, and she couldn't pull it out no matter what.

After trying a few times, Shen Wanqing gave up when she found that there was no way to break free.

Jing Yanxiu and Shen Wanqing were sitting together, Jing Yanxiu was silent from the beginning to the end, just sat there with his head down and played with Shen Wanqing's hand lightly.

The girl's hands were white and tender, with thin skin and tender flesh at first glance, hands that did not touch Yangchunshui and had not done heavy work.

Because of this, when he just broke free, the man's hand was stronger, leaving a few very obvious red marks.

Jing Yanxiu lowered his eyes slightly, and frowned.

His snow-white long fingers gently stroked the red mark on the back of the girl's hand, as if very annoyed and remorseful.

Shen Wanqing didn't pay much attention to him, only felt that his hands were itchy, but she could hold back.

At this moment, she was replying to Father Shen's words, "Father, this is Second Master Jing. My daughter happened to meet Second Master who was lost in the background. Seeing that all the servants in the house were looking for Second Master, my daughter knew the seriousness of the matter. So I hurriedly brought my second master to find my father."

It's not convenient to talk about the things between her and the second master.

A dead person who has been buried in the ground has been dead for ten years, and then suddenly becomes another person alive, which is absurd and ridiculous.

Maybe he will be regarded as some delirious lunatic or monster.

Thinking of this in her heart, Shen Wanqing felt strange again.

Why did the second master know it was him at a glance?

No matter how you look at it, such a thing as rebirth is ridiculous.

But the second master has a determined face, isn't he afraid that he is a monster?

Listening to Shen Wanqing's explanation, Father Shen couldn't fault it, so he accepted the explanation, but...

Father Shen looked at the warlord who was holding his daughter tightly, and felt a little complicated in his heart.

Didn't it mean that Second Master Jing has kept himself clean since his wife passed away, and there is not even a shadow of a woman around him?

Why did Jing Erye, who is so clean obsessed and hates women, bow his head and hold his daughter's hand silently.

Looks like you can't put it down?

When Father Shen was confused and unable to figure it out, the next thing he saw the other party's actions, everyone in the hall took a breath.

A cold and serious warlord in military uniform sat lazily beside the girl. He remained silent from the beginning to the end, and he didn't care about the eyes of the people around him.

He just lightly held the girl's hand, and gently stroked the red marks on the back of the girl's hand that were not so obvious.

But suddenly.

The next second, he was actually clinging to the girl's hand, and placed a light kiss on the back of her hand.

The broken hair in front of the man's forehead slightly covered his eyebrows and eyes, and his slender eyelashes drooped down, covering half of the dark eyes, casting a shadow.