As soon as Zhu Xingjing came out of the bathroom, he heard a sound coming from the bedroom.

Without any hesitation, Zhu Xingjing dropped the towel in his hand and quickly walked into the bedroom.

Jian Ximan curled up into a ball on the bed, whimpering something.

His back was twitching, obviously he was crying.

As she got closer, Zhu Chongjing could clearly hear the three words "I'm sorry" she kept muttering in her mouth.

He didn't know what she dreamed, but he knew that the dream must be related to Aunt Jian and Grandpa.

With a gentle sigh, Zhu Xingjing sat by the bed and wiped the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes, patted her back gently and comforted her softly.

"It's okay. Grandpa and Aunt Jane love you very much. They won't blame you. If they know that you have been in pain in the past few years, Grandpa and Aunt Jian will also be very sad."

The sobs did not weaken because of Zhu Kunjing's comfort. The man took the trouble to coax the woman on the bed, and his warm palms fell on the woman's back again and again, conveying the slightest warmth to her.

I don't know how much time passed, but Jian Ximan's mood gradually calmed down and she fell asleep again.

Zhu Xingjing went to the bathroom to find a warm towel to wipe away the tears on her face, then tucked her in, turned up the air conditioner temperature, found a small blanket and lay down on the sofa.

Hearing the sound of Jian Ximan's lengthy breathing, Zhu Xingjing curled the corners of his lips with satisfaction and slowly closed his eyes.

…

Yuncheng, shrouded in darkness, lost its prosperity and busyness during the day and fell into silence.

But in the Lu family's secret cell in the suburbs, there were constant screams of terror.

There was no light in the dark cell. Wen Yi huddled in the corner and shivered, looking at a certain place in the cell with horror, her face turned pale with fear.

"I didn't want to kill you! Don't come to me! It's none of my business!"

"Wen Yi, you've done me such a terrible job..."

The plaintive voice of the daughter of the Jian family echoed in the small cell. Wen Yi watched the daughter of the Jian family walk towards her step by step, wearing a white dress and bare feet, with her long hair disheveled, and her pale face covered with bright red.

Blood stains, dark and ferocious.

Wen Yi was so frightened that she huddled up in a ball. When she saw her reaching out her hand as if to touch her, she suddenly jumped up and hid in a corner next to her.

"Ah!!!! I didn't! This is all Jian Hongyi's fault! I was also deceived by him! I beg you! Don't come to me! You go to Jian Hongyi! He is plotting against you! He saw it early in the morning

When I went to the Jian family, I never thought of letting you live! It was all his fault! Everything is because of him!"

"Wen Yi...Wen Yi...it's time to pay me back what you owe me..."

The voice of the daughter of the Jian family echoed in the prison, adding to the gloomy atmosphere in the dark prison.

Wen Yi seemed to be in a state of madness. She retracted her head between her legs and shook her head repeatedly, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.

"No! No! I don't owe you! I didn't want to kill you!"

"Don't come to me! I beg you, don't come to me!"

The secret guards in the monitoring room took in everything that happened in the room. Suddenly they saw the water stains under Wen Yi's body. One of the secret guards suddenly sat up straight.

"I went there and was scared to death after watching a 3D video. I was so afraid of ghosts asking for my life. What bad thing did I do back then?"

The secret guard next to him curled his lips and sent a message to the Zhu family's bodyguard.

"It seems that the effect Mr. Zhu wanted tonight was achieved."

"Where are we now? The guards sent us a lot of audio. It's enough for her to listen to tonight."

Frequent mental torture will cause a complete breakdown or even madness if someone is not trained.

Wen Yi is not a mentally strong person, one night is enough.

…

Early the next morning, the warm sunlight shined through the window on Jian Ximan's sleeping face, burning her cheeks.

Jian Ximan was woken up from her sleep, turned over with a frown, and opened her eyes in a daze.

Her swollen eyes reminded her of everything that happened in her dream last night. Jian Ximan closed her eyes deeply, her whole body suddenly relaxed, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Last night, her mother and grandfather appeared in her dream for the first time. She apologized to them over and over again, confessed to them over and over again, hoping to get their forgiveness.

But her mother and grandpa said that they did not blame her, but they were very happy to see that she took good care of herself.

Even now that she has woken up from the dream, she still clearly remembers her mother and grandpa wiping away her tears with loving smiles on their faces.

They really don't blame her.

The heavy burden on her heart was suddenly lifted, and Jian Ximan became much more relaxed. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes again. Her bright eyes were filled with tiny glimmers, and they were so beautiful.

She got up from the bed and lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed when she saw Zhu Kunjing lying on the sofa.

The sofa in the bedroom was a bit small, and Zhu Qingjing's legs could only rest on the armrests of the sofa. He seemed to feel uncomfortable, and the man's brows knitted together tightly.

Jian Ximan smiled silently, got out of bed, walked to the sofa and squatted down, tracing Zhu Xingjing's features inch by inch with her eyes.

When has the young master of the Zhu family ever slept on a sofa? It was such a small sofa. This is probably the first time he has slept on it in more than 20 years.

No wonder he frowned even in his sleep.

Just as Jian Ximan was immersed in her own thoughts, the man lying on the sofa suddenly spoke.

"Young master looks so good when sleeping?"

Zhu Xingjing's voice was still hoarse as if he had just woken up. He opened his eyes and looked into Jian Ximan's surprised eyes, with a sly smile on his lips.

Jian Ximan raised her eyebrows, "Are you pretending to sleep?"

Zhu Kunjing pulled off the blanket and sat up, stretching his neck.

"If I completely sleep to death, then there is no point sleeping on the sofa."

He slept here just for the convenience of taking care of her, so he slept lightly all night, and would wake up at the slightest movement in the room.

He could naturally hear her footsteps.

Jian Ximan's heart felt slightly warm, and a soft color appeared between her brows and eyes.

"Go to bed and I'll order breakfast."

As she said that, she stood up and was about to leave. Zhu Xingjing reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Manman, how about leaving Jian Hongyi to me to solve the problem?"

Hearing the words "Jian Hongyi", Jian Ximan's expression turned cold instantly.

"The will I gave you was just to see if it could be of any help. You can continue to follow your plan."

She is not Xixi, who can plan everything carefully.

Although that will could give her the upper hand, it would be impossible to take back the Jian family just by using that will.

No matter what Zhu Xingjing's plan is, he will definitely help her regain the Zhu family in a short time, so she has no reason to block his plan.

Zhu Jinjing curled his lips and let go of his hand.

"Okay, let me take a nap first and take you to Jane's Group later."
Chapter completed!