Chapter 439 I still have this credibility

Zhang Yanqing shook his head confidently, I don’t think you can, but when you think you need it, you will definitely do it.

……

In fact, Jinting has a very similar personality to you. In order to get the desire, he can do whatever he wants, just like you could not want him at the beginning, but now he can not want you.

Ji Yuexia was stunned and her fingertips clenched.

You can imagine what you would do if someone makes you lose what you care about the most, and you can know what Jinting will do in the future.

Ji Yuexia rolled her throat and didn't look at her eyes. Zhang Yanqing took her hand and took a deep breath and sighed.

I know what you want, and I am optimistic about him. As long as he has the ability, everything here will be his in the future.

Ji Yuexia's heart tightened and she lowered her head with guilt. I just...I think Thom and Catherine are not my biological parents after all. I'm afraid, I'm afraid of the future...

I can understand, I don’t care, but if you do anything, you should be afraid of Jinting’s personality, even if he is your own son.

At noon, Ji Yuexia's eyes flashed before her. Huo Jinting grabbed her collar and roared. She didn't feel any trace of her eyes. She felt cold at the time, but now after Zhang Yanqing said that, a hint of uneasiness surged up...

If you give the things to my custody, no one will know. It means that the chips are still in your hands and will have no impact on you.

... Ji Yuexia bit her lower lip with a little shaken look, and raised her eyes to look at Zhang Yanqing.

Zhang Yanqing bent his lips slightly, you know who I am, I still have this credibility.

Then, that's OK...

At two o'clock in the morning, Huo Jinting was not asleep, but lay quietly on the bed, with his eyes open and his eyes staring at the ceiling.

The night in early winter is a bit cold, the moonlight is so white, and the cold wind pours into the room from the open floor-to-ceiling windows, making the temperature of the whole room very low.

When Catherine quietly opened Huo Jinting's door and walked into the room with the key he got in the afternoon, she immediately shivered.

She subconsciously glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window, then looked at the bed, and with the moonlight, she saw Huo Jinting lying on the bed, lying there without any cover...

Even though he couldn't see clearly, Catherine could still feel the sense of decadence and despair. She couldn't help but frown and gently closed the door.

It’s not that Huo Jinting didn’t hear the sound. In fact, he heard it when Catherine opened the door, but he didn’t want to move, didn’t want to do anything, and didn’t think about anything…

Catherine touched the bed and whispered to him, brother...

Huo Jinting remained motionless and stared at the ceiling.

Wu Hao called me.

This time, Huo Jinting finally reacted, his body stiffened slightly, but he still didn't say anything.

Catherine said again: Sangsang cannot call you, and she is very worried, so she calls him and asks him to help you find you.

Huo Jinting, who had been occupied by despair, heard Ye Sang, and a trace of flame immediately burst into his heart.

It was obvious that it was impossible, but hope still could not be restrained...

He slowly turned his head and looked at Catherine standing in the darkness. She... cough... cough...

I haven't spoken for a long time and never drank water. As soon as I opened my mouth, my throat immediately felt like a layer of fine sand was sprinkled with, dry and itchy, and I couldn't stop coughing.

Catherine quickly helped him sit up and I went to get the water.

Catherine said as she straightened her waist, but Huo Jinting grabbed her arm, grabbed her, and squeezed out the sound with difficulty.

Cough her, cough cough...what, it's like...cough cough...