Chapter 2195
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Jinghuan's mood suddenly burst into impatience, but at this time there is no way, can only be caught and taken there.
Dark, dark.
Fortunately, the room in this dark room is not small, at least there is room for Jinghuan to move freely.
All her contact equipment was taken away, and she was forced to change into a medical uniform by the maid at home. There was no place to hide anything.
Mr. Jing stayed in his room and could see all the scenes in the dark room except the bathroom.
Seeing that Jing Huan finds a place to sit down and look around, his heart is still a little uncomfortable.
After all, at the moment, he can't judge whether he is wrong.
When Jing Huan just came back, he did all the necessary paternity testing procedures and checked all the sources of Jing Huan, which finally admitted her. After that, he promised that Jinghuan would never doubt her again, otherwise, she would not return to Jingjia.
But now, he still doubts, he has broken his promise.
"Mr. Jing, all the things have been sent to the laboratory, and the test has started. We can get the results after that. So you'd better take a rest first. " His old assistant, who had been with him for many years, whispered.
But old Jing shook his head, closed his eyes and sat there, not intending to fall asleep.
When people get old, they have less sleep, and they can't afford to sleep. When they have something on their mind, they can't sleep until dawn.
It may be that when you were young, the blood was too heavy and the murderous spirit was too strong, which led to the disappearance of the daughter, and the granddaughter did not know whether it was true. In retrospect, it was a life of failure.
The old assistant nearby looked at Jinglao and couldn't help but feel moved.
At the moment, the old man, who has always been in high spirits, seems to be ten years old all at once. His appearance looks like a lot of vicissitudes and decadence. He no longer has the free and easy feeling of standing in front of him with a big hand.
It's night.
The old assistant retired and gave Jing an independent space.
After sitting for a long time, he suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly and took out his mobile phone.
I haven't contacted Luo Chen for a long time.
Although, Luo Chen is not willing to be contacted by him.
Past video in the past, Luo Chen is always willing to listen to him, occasionally nod what to give a response. But now, since Jinghuan's incident happened, he began to answer the phone only once every few times, and he also lived outside, so determined.
Mr. Jing pursed his lips, click on the video call and dial out.
It was late at night, and he thought that Jing Luochen would not be able to answer, so he was ready for no response. He just looked out of the window and listened to the voice of the video call.
However, when the sixth ring, the dial out sound suddenly stopped.
Jinglao a Leng, thought, should not be automatically hang up ah. Was it Jing Luochen who hung up?
He looked down carelessly.
However But on a piece of each time see still feel amazing face.
What's the situation?
You're on?? You're connected??
As if he couldn't believe it, Jing wiped the screen subconsciously.
When I look at it again, the face is still there.
He is like a static picture, watching his series of actions, neither moving nor talking, so quietly waiting.
Jingluochen turned on the bedside lamp, the light was warm, and his skin was too white, reflecting a little warm orange.
"Luochen..." Jinglao's voice was dry and dry.
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Jinghuan's mood suddenly burst into impatience, but at this time there is no way, can only be caught and taken there.
Dark, dark.
Fortunately, the room in this dark room is not small, at least there is room for Jinghuan to move freely.
All her contact equipment was taken away, and she was forced to change into a medical uniform by the maid at home. There was no place to hide anything.
Mr. Jing stayed in his room and could see all the scenes in the dark room except the bathroom.
Seeing that Jing Huan finds a place to sit down and look around, his heart is still a little uncomfortable.
After all, at the moment, he can't judge whether he is wrong.
When Jing Huan just came back, he did all the necessary paternity testing procedures and checked all the sources of Jing Huan, which finally admitted her. After that, he promised that Jinghuan would never doubt her again, otherwise, she would not return to Jingjia.
But now, he still doubts, he has broken his promise.
"Mr. Jing, all the things have been sent to the laboratory, and the test has started. We can get the results after that. So you'd better take a rest first. " His old assistant, who had been with him for many years, whispered.
But old Jing shook his head, closed his eyes and sat there, not intending to fall asleep.
When people get old, they have less sleep, and they can't afford to sleep. When they have something on their mind, they can't sleep until dawn.
It may be that when you were young, the blood was too heavy and the murderous spirit was too strong, which led to the disappearance of the daughter, and the granddaughter did not know whether it was true. In retrospect, it was a life of failure.
The old assistant nearby looked at Jinglao and couldn't help but feel moved.
At the moment, the old man, who has always been in high spirits, seems to be ten years old all at once. His appearance looks like a lot of vicissitudes and decadence. He no longer has the free and easy feeling of standing in front of him with a big hand.
It's night.
The old assistant retired and gave Jing an independent space.
After sitting for a long time, he suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly and took out his mobile phone.
I haven't contacted Luo Chen for a long time.
Although, Luo Chen is not willing to be contacted by him.
Past video in the past, Luo Chen is always willing to listen to him, occasionally nod what to give a response. But now, since Jinghuan's incident happened, he began to answer the phone only once every few times, and he also lived outside, so determined.
Mr. Jing pursed his lips, click on the video call and dial out.
It was late at night, and he thought that Jing Luochen would not be able to answer, so he was ready for no response. He just looked out of the window and listened to the voice of the video call.
However, when the sixth ring, the dial out sound suddenly stopped.
Jinglao a Leng, thought, should not be automatically hang up ah. Was it Jing Luochen who hung up?
He looked down carelessly.
However But on a piece of each time see still feel amazing face.
What's the situation?
You're on?? You're connected??
As if he couldn't believe it, Jing wiped the screen subconsciously.
When I look at it again, the face is still there.
He is like a static picture, watching his series of actions, neither moving nor talking, so quietly waiting.
Jingluochen turned on the bedside lamp, the light was warm, and his skin was too white, reflecting a little warm orange.
"Luochen..." Jinglao's voice was dry and dry.
Jinghuan's mood suddenly burst into impatience, but at this time there is no way, can only be caught and taken there. Dark, dark. Fortunately, the room in this dark room is not small, at least there is room for Jinghuan to move freely. All her contact equipment was taken away, and she was forced to change into a medical uniform by the maid at home. There was no place to hide anything. Mr. Jing stayed in his room and could see all the scenes in the dark room except the bathroom. Seeing that Jing Huan finds a place to sit down and look around, his heart is still a little uncomfortable. After all, at the moment, he can't judge whether he is wrong. When Jing Huan just came back, he did all the necessary paternity testing procedures and checked all the sources of Jing Huan, which finally admitted her. After that, he promised that Jinghuan would never doubt her again, otherwise, she would not return to Jingjia. But now, he still doubts, he has broken his promise. "Mr. Jing, all the things have been sent to the laboratory, and the test has started. We can get the results after that. So you'd better take a rest first. " His old assistant, who had been with him for many years, whispered. But old Jing shook his head, closed his eyes and sat there, not intending to fall asleep. When people get old, they have less sleep, and they can't afford to sleep. When they have something on their mind, they can't sleep until dawn. It may be that when you were young, the blood was too heavy and the murderous spirit was too strong, which led to the disappearance of the daughter, and the granddaughter did not know whether it was true. In retrospect, it was a life of failure. The old assistant nearby looked at Jinglao and couldn't help but feel moved. At the moment, the old man, who has always been in high spirits, seems to be ten years old all at once. His appearance looks like a lot of vicissitudes and decadence. He no longer has the free and easy feeling of standing in front of him with a big hand. It's night. The old assistant retired and gave Jing an independent space. After sitting for a long time, he suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly and took out his mobile phone. I haven't contacted Luo Chen for a long time. Although, Luo Chen is not willing to be contacted by him. Past video in the past, Luo Chen is always willing to listen to him, occasionally nod what to give a response. But now, since Jinghuan's incident happened, he began to answer the phone only once every few times, and he also lived outside, so determined. Mr. Jing pursed his lips, click on the video call and dial out. It was late at night, and he thought that Jing Luochen would not be able to answer, so he was ready for no response. He just looked out of the window and listened to the voice of the video call. However, when the sixth ring, the dial out sound suddenly stopped. Jinglao a Leng, thought, should not be automatically hang up ah. Was it Jing Luochen who hung up? He looked down carelessly. However But on a piece of each time see still feel amazing face. What's the situation? You're on?? You're connected?? As if he couldn't believe it, Jing wiped the screen subconsciously. When I look at it again, the face is still there. He is like a static picture, watching his series of actions, neither moving nor talking, so quietly waiting. Jingluochen turned on the bedside lamp, the light was warm, and his skin was too white, reflecting a little warm orange. "Luochen..." Jinglao's voice was dry and dry.
