His Canary [他的金丝雀]

23. I Obey You (2)

　　This farce did not last long. Just when Dong Ci was at a loss as to what to do, Jing Rong appeared from the other end of the corridor.

　　He did not care about the two people who were being intimate. He walked up and pulled An Chengfeng by the back of his collar and took a few steps back.

　　Jing Rong had a faint expression and did not know what he said to him. Then he saw An Chengfeng hurriedly glance in the direction of Dong Ci, holding Chen Wanwan's hand and leaving from the other end.

　　"Aren't you coming out yet?" Seeing An Chengfeng leave, Jing Rong took a few steps towards Dong Ci. He leaned against the wall and raised his chin, with a slight smile on his lips. "Xiao Ci, come out, don't let me go to find you."

　　"Are you going out?"

　　Dong Ci asked Yan Ningshuang, who was stunned and motionless, with his mouth shape. Seeing that she ignored him, he could only walk out slowly.

　　"Did you see everything?"

　　When Dong Ci approached, Jing Rong grabbed her wrist, pulled her towards him, and tucked her hair behind her ears.

　　Dong Ci licked her dry lips, glanced back unconsciously, and answered a little unnaturally. 

　　Jing Rong saw her little movements clearly. He narrowed his eyes slightly, followed her gaze and glanced back as if nothing had happened, and then smiled.

　　"Let's go." There was no need to stay here at this time.

　　Jing Rong dragged Dong Ci out of the bar, but hurried footsteps came from behind. Dong Ci looked back in confusion and saw Yan Ningshuang.

　　"Jing Rong!"

　　Yan Ningshuang looked indifferent. She caught up with Jing Rong in a few steps, walked up to him and asked coldly. "How long have you known about An Chengfeng and Chen Wanwan's affairs?"

　　"How long?"

　　Seeing Yan Ningshuang, Jing Rong's face was not surprised at all, as if he had known that she would come to him. He sneered disdainfully, put his arm on Dong Ci's shoulder, and asked sarcastically. "How long do you think it has been?"

　　"I'm asking you!" Yan Ningshuang's emotions were a little out of control. She scratched her hair angrily, and her fingertips were trembling.

　　Dong Ci felt that the arm around her tightened a little, and when she raised her head, she saw Jing Rong's cold and hard profile. Noticing that she was looking at him, Jing Rong lowered his eyes and smiled at her, but Dong Ci felt inexplicably uneasy.

　　"You have looked down on Chen Wanwan since you were young, but An Chengfeng has always loved to play with her."

　　"Now you ask me when An Chengfeng fell in love with her, how do you want me to answer you?"

　　Jing Rong's voice was clear, he looked at the pale Yan Ningshuang with cold eyes, with a cold smile on the corner of his lips. "An Chengfeng doesn't like you, he has never liked you, he has always liked Chen Wanwan since he was a child."

　　"Are you satisfied with this answer?"

　　"Jing Rong..." Dong Ci reached out and pulled Jing Rong, trying to stop him from continuing.

　　As a bystander, she felt uncomfortable listening to these words, let alone Yan Ningshuang who had just been stimulated.

　　"I don't believe it."

　　Yan Ningshuang widened her eyes, and in order to prevent tears from falling, she raised her chin stubbornly. "If he didn't like me, why did he agree to this marriage?"

　　"Did he agree?"

　　Jing Rong said with a blink. "Ningshuang, think about it carefully. Did An Chengfeng have any feelings for you except disgust?"

  　　This was probably the most heartbreaking sentence Yan Ningshuang had ever heard since she was a child.

  　　She closed her eyes slightly, thinking back to the past with An Chengfeng, and couldn't hold back her tears.

  　　"You are too arrogant. Even if you can see that An Chengfeng doesn't like you, you are unwilling to accept that he would like Chen Wanwan, whom you have looked down upon since childhood."

  　　"But what can I do? If he doesn't like you, he doesn't like you. No matter what you do, he won't like you."

　　 "No! Don't say that anymore!"