Chapter 293 (1/2)

”Jing Bohao, don't You let me go. ” With a faint shiver in his cry, he screamed at Jing Bohao desperately.

”You let me go. I hate you. I'll hate you.”

Jing Bohao suddenly stopped, raised his head and clasped her chin tightly. The anger on his face was not hidden at all, ”hate me? What qualifications do you have to hate me for a vain woman like you? Did you ever think of hating him when you were tactfully under Dong Yichen? ”

As soon as the words fell, Mies broke away from his hand and slapped him severely, crying and yelling at Jing Bohao, ”jingbohao, don't think about me with your dirty thoughts. People like you will be punished. You don't know how to love a person all your life. In the end, the women around you will leave you one by one, and you'll be alone for the rest of your life, asshole ！”

After this sentence, Mies put her hands over her front and squatted on the ground and began to cry. At this time, she felt that she was about to collapse. She had never felt so much pain in her heart.

Jing Bohao stood in the same place and recalled what mith had just said. The whole person was stunned, just like a piece of wood standing still. It took a long time to look down at Miss, who was huddled on the ground.

The fist hit hard on the elevator, and the whole elevator made a sound of boom, and the blood on his hand began to drop on his shoulder.

Jing Bohao was a little annoyed at what he had just said. He didn't mean to say that, but his anger had made him blurt out.

Time seemed to be still. At this moment, neither of them spoke. Mith tried to calm down her mood. In the elevator, only sobs were heard deliberately.

The quiet and dark elevator is like the chamber of secrets. There is a faint smell of blood in the air, as well as the smell of each other.

After a long time, Jing Bohao didn't know where to press. The light in the elevator turned on. Mies quickly dried her tears, stood up and went out.

Stepping out of the elevator door and breathing the fresh air outside, Mies was in a better mood than before.

”Stop!” As soon as the voice dropped, Jing Bohao took Mies' hand.

Forced to stop, Mies turns her head and looks at the man in front of her indifferently. What else does he want to do? Is bullying her enough?

”What are you doing?” Her indifferent voice made Jing Bohao feel like a stone in his heart, but he didn't know why he felt this way.

”I'll have the driver take you back.” Coldly finished, he stepped in front of Mies and stopped talking.

As she looks like now, her hair is messy and her clothes are torn by Jing Bohao. She has to let her driver go home first. With his head down behind him, and watching his right hand, which was perpendicular to his legs, was constantly bleeding, mith did not respond.

Back home, Mies went into the bathroom to drain water without taking off her clothes and trousers, so she sat quietly on the ground, letting the water wet her body. The water flowing down her head made her unable to open her eyes. Jing Bohao's words in the elevator echoed in her mind.

”How can a vain woman like you hate me? Did you ever think of hating Dong Yichen when you were tactfully under him? ”

Unconsciously, tears burst into her eyes. She buried her head deeply in her knees, and her hands tightly hugged her body and began to cry.

When Jing Bohao returned home, Aunt Zhang was still waiting for him in the hall. When he heard the opening of the door, Aunt Zhang rushed to meet him, but saw the blood on Jing Bohao's hand. He hurriedly went to pick up the briefcase in his hand. ”Young master, you are injured. How can you shed so much blood?”

”I'm fine. Aunt Zhang, go to bed early.” As if a little tired, he didn't want to talk more. He simply explained to Aunt Zhang and went upstairs.