The Only Person I Bow Down Is Her

That morning, a rather gimmicky post landed on the school forum of the Central Academy of Fine Arts:

#Girls' dormitory surprised a strange man! #

There are pictures and the truth.

Such a highly controversial and well-documented post was quickly built into a tall building.

"What's the situation? Why did this man rush into the girls' dormitory to hold someone?"

"This is not the point. The point is that she is Jian Chu who majored in fashion design. Do you remember? There were previous posts about her."

"Remember, the sugar daddy one!"

"But didn't I say that she was next to a rich old man? Although she didn't see the face, but looking at her figure and profile, she is definitely a young, rich and handsome!"

"Isn't it an old man? Is it right to be rich and handsome?"

…

Wen Ning was sitting at the door of the ward, holding his mobile phone, watching these gossips on the forum, frowning, and quickly tapping his slender fingers on the screen.

"How can it be concluded that someone is a sugar daddy? Can't it be a serious relationship?"

There are still people who have three views. As soon as she said this, someone quickly followed up:

[That is, some people are sour. 】

[Everyone is a classmate, so your mouth should not be too stinky and be nice. 】

But soon he was overwhelmed by another dirty sound.

‘What is sour her? Did she sell herself at a young age? ’

"Furthermore, I kissed the one in the garage before. I don't know if it's the same person as this one today. Maybe after sleeping with the old man, he hooked up with the current one."

"Oh, the means are really high."

…

There were still more malicious speculations. Wen Ning sighed slightly and looked up at the man standing on the edge of the corridor not far away.

Seeing that he spoils Jian Chu so much on weekdays, he must be reluctant to be insulted and slandered like this, right?

"President Liang."

Liang Jingxing turned his back to her, and turned around slightly, "What?"

"President Liang, your performance this time can be said to be very boyfriend power, but... you suddenly showed up at school, but it caused a lot of trouble."

"What disturbance?"

Wen Ning got up and stood up and handed the phone to him.

Liang Jingxing stretched out his hand to take it, glanced down a few times, frowning, "The people in your school are really boring."

"More than that." Wen Ning took back the phone, clicked on another hot post on the homepage, and handed it to Liang Jingxing again.

This post was posted many years ago. At that time, someone photographed Jian Chu in the underground parking lot and was pressed on the car door to force a kiss. Then he posted this post, which was also topped as a hot post at that time. Hang on the homepage for several days.

As soon as today's new posts came out, the old posts were followed up by others. I wish I could drown Jian Chu with saliva.

Liang Jingxing saw the various words in the old post that were unacceptable for serving, climbing, bed, etc., while sliding his finger down the screen, his brows tightened.

"Yes." Wen Ning nodded, "Combined with the pictures of today's post, the poster is that her roommate didn't run away, and one of them cursed Jian Chu to die before you got to the dormitory."

Hearing this, Liang Jingxing's jaw twitched and bit his posterior molar.

"I usually don't bully Jian Chu less, hasn't she told you before?" Wen Ning asked.

Liang Jingxing shook his head.

"Then her mental quality is really strong enough." Wen Ning sighed, feeling distressed and emotional, "I have to bear all these rumors for so many years without complaining to you."

Liang Jingxing's thin lips pressed tightly, returned the phone to Wen Ning, and glanced at the closed door of the emergency room.

Jian Chu was still in the treatment.

"I'm going to make a call." Liang Jingxing took out his mobile phone from his pocket and walked to the end of the corridor.

**

In the canteen, Zhu Xin was holding her mobile phone triumphantly, and the mobile phone snapped out a line quickly and clicked to send.

Suddenly a line popped up on the screen to remind you: This post has been deleted.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Zhu Xin pulled the screen to refresh, and found that it was still prompted to have been deleted, "Why the post was deleted?"

Hearing that, Yang Lesi, who was sitting across from her eating breakfast, also picked up the phone and looked at it, and found that the hot post with the hot logo was still hung on the homepage, and now it is no longer visible on the homepage, and there is no turning to the second page.

"Which handicapped moderator deleted my post!" Zhu Xin gritted her teeth, "It's okay, I'll post another one! Humph!"

She clicked to post a new post, and halfway through editing the text, suddenly a phone call came in from the intern company HR.

Today is Saturday, the company is closed on weekends, and there is no need to go to work. Why does HR call at this time? Although Zhu Xin felt strange, she still picked it up and put it in her ear carefully, "Hello?"

"Zhu Xin, right?" The tone of the HR on the other end of the phone was not very good.

"Yes, hello."

"From tomorrow, you don't have to come to the company again."

"What? What?" Zhu Xin was still at a loss. He didn't say much nonsense on the other end, and he hung up the phone directly after the notice was delivered.

"What the hell? Mad?" Zhu Xin took off the phone, staring at the screen and cursed inexplicably.

Yang Lesi looked up from the phone and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The company where I am intern now, HR suddenly called and told me that I don't have to go to work."

"why?"

"She hung up the phone before I had time to ask."

"Then you call to ask again?"

Zhu Xin listened to Yang Lesi and called back the call just now.

"Why? I have to ask you, think about yourself recently, have you offended a powerful person."

Great big guy...

Zhu Xin squeaked in her heart and froze there

Yang Lesi waved her hand in front of her, and asked, "What did HR say?"

Zhu Xin swallowed, took the phone next to her ear, poked into the forum, and found that the old post on the homepage was gone.

If the new post is deleted, it may be the mistake of the reviewer, but two posts are deleted at the same time, it is intentional.

So, is there really such a powerful figure supporting Jane?

Is the one who came to the dormitory to take Jian Chu away today?

Yang Lesi saw her reacting increasingly strange, and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Zhu Xin raised her head, looking at her grimly, "I seem to be in trouble."

**

When Jian Chu woke up, she found herself in a strange ward.

Wen Ning sat next to her, shook her hand, and called her.

Jian Chu turned his head, looked at her, and blinked, "Why did I get to the hospital?"

Wen Ning opened his mouth and was about to speak, Liang Jingxing walked in with a pair of long legs, "Wake up?"

Jian Chu turned to look at him.

Liang Jingxing handed a bag of food to Wen Ning, "Please help me take care of her, my company will have another meeting."

"Okay, don't worry, hand it to me." Wen Ning took the bag in his hand.

Liang Jingxing turned his head and looked at Jian Chu, "Take a good rest here."

He finished his explanation and left. Jian Chu pressed his lips tightly and watched his back disappear behind the door.

Wen Ning looked at her aggrieved expression, followed her gaze, smiled, and said, "He sent you here."

Jian Chu retracted his gaze and looked at her.

"You have a high fever and are in a coma. Mr. Liang went to the dormitory to send you here." Wen Ning helped her up, "otherwise you think I can hug you from such a high bed?"

Wen Ning took a pillow cushion behind Jian Chu's waist, and while explaining to her what happened during her coma, she opened the lunch box and fed her porridge.

"Why didn't you tell Mr. Liang about the previous post? You see, he knows today and will deal with it for you right away."

Jian Chu leaned on the head of the bed, reached out his hand for the phone, and clicked on the forum to confirm. She had collected that old post related to herself before, but now it is indeed gone.

She put down the phone, her emotions were not ups and downs, "The problem is, many times even I don't know what I am to him."

So, where does she have the confidence to ask him for help?

"Huh?" Wen Ning was startled by her reaction, raised his hand and touched her forehead, "Are you burnt?"

Jian Chu laughed at herself, and she was not confused.

She clearly remembered that Liang Jingxing had never told her what kind of relationship she was with him. The two of them have been unclear over the years, and blamed others behind the accusations?

She herself has no confidence to tell others that she is Liang Jingxing's girlfriend.

Wen Ning was feeding her porridge, the phone vibrated, Jian Chu looked down and saw Wang Zheng sent her a WeChat.

【what happened to you? 】

[I just heard what Zhao Mingliang said about the post, are you okay now? 】

Jianchu replied: [Fortunately, I'm fine. 】

After three bottles of intravenous drips, and taking medicine, in the afternoon, the high fever finally subsided, but her high fever caused pneumonia, and she had a low fever of 38 degrees.

She could be discharged from the hospital and go home. Wen Ning helped with the discharge procedures, took the medicine, and took her out.

When Jian Chu came, she was hugged directly from the bed by Liang Jingxing. She was wearing only pajamas. She walked out of the hospital. When the wind blew, she shivered.

There was a black car parked in front of the hospital. Liang Jingxing leaned against the car door while biting his cigarette. He saw her coming out in her pajamas, taking off her suit jacket, strode forward, and wrapped her jacket around her.

There was his remaining body temperature on the suit, with familiar sandalwood and a little cigarette smell. For a moment, Jian Chu felt as if he was surrounded by his arms, and his whole body was wrapped in warmth.

She raised her eyes to look at him, and he took the cigarette from her mouth, "Go home?"

At this moment, she is of course more willing to return to his villa than in the dormitory. As for other options, she has no other options.

Her mother was beaten to death by her domestic violent father, and her father who killed his wife violently was reported by her as manslaughter and was sentenced to seven years in prison. He is now in prison.

Six years ago, she had no home. Later, she met Liang Jingxing. She regarded him as the only home in this world.

"Yeah." Jian Chu nodded.

Liang Jingxing hugged the person and walked down the front steps. The driver had already got out of the car and opened the rear door.

Jian Chu bent down and sat in, Liang Jingxing supported the car door, turned his head, looked at Wen Ning behind him, "Send you back to school first?"

"No." Wen Ning handed him a bag of medicines prepared by the hospital, "I'll just take a taxi."

"I'm sorry to trouble you today." Liang Jingxing took the medicine bag.

Wen Ning smiled: "You are welcome."

Liang Jingxing pinched out the cigarette in his hand, then bent over and sat in the back seat.

Jian Chu was not yet complete, and coughed a little from time to time, so she had to lower the window on her side a little bit.

After the car started, the wind filled it.

Upon seeing this, Liang Jingxing leaned over and closed it for her.

He got close, Jian Chu covered his nose and mouth and said, "I'll infect you in a while."

"I'm very resistant, worry about yourself." Liang Jingxing straightened up, helped her tighten the suit jacket that she put on her body, and sat back.

The hospital was a little far away from the villa, and Jian Chu sat down in a sickly position, half-closed and half-closed, as if she was going to fall asleep at any time.

Liang Jingxing took her head over and put her on her shoulders, "Sleep as you want, don't hold on there."

Jian Chu stopped struggling with herself, and murmured: "Call me when I arrive." Then he closed his eyes completely.

After half an hour, the car stopped smoothly in front of the villa.

Liang Jingxing looked down at the sleeping woman resting on his shoulders, opened the side car door, and carefully carried her out.

When he walked into the living room holding someone in his arms, Aunt Chen greeted her with a smile on her face when she heard the movement.

Aunt Chen was about to speak, Liang Jingxing shook her head at her.

Aunt Chen covered her mouth in time and looked at the person in his arms, only to find that Jian Chu was asleep.

Liang Jingxing went up the spiral staircase, carried Jian Chu into the bedroom, bent over and put it on the bed.

When he raised his hand to loosen her arm around his neck, she almost instinctively held him tighter.

He even pressed his face against him, for fear that he would break her apart, causing Liang Jingxing to laugh.

"I'm home." He smiled and patted her on the back, waking her up.

Jian Chu slowly opened his eyes and found that his face was touching Liang Jingxing's face, and his arms were firmly wrapped around him.

It turns out that subconsciously, she is so dependent on her.

I don’t know if it’s because he’s sick and mentally fragile, or it’s rare to take this opportunity to act like a baby with him. Jian Chu became more reluctant to let go, and buried himself in his neck with attachment, "Hug again."

Maybe it was because she hugged too tightly, Liang Jingxing got short of breath, and her **** Adam's apple rolled up and down, "Do you want me to **** you?"

"Huh?" His voice was low and hoarse, turning his head, ambiguously, taking a bite on the tip of her ear.

Jian Chu's body trembled, and he woke up instantly.

Is it still an individual to say this to a sick number? Jian Chu let go of his hands, separated from him, and glared at him dissatisfiedly, "Liang Jingxing, are you Teddy's reincarnation?"

Liang Jingxing was about to straighten up. He was stunned when she heard her question, and his brows frowned slightly, "What?"

Obviously, it was not that he didn't hear clearly, but he was just not satisfied with how she described herself.

Jian Chu snorted softly, turned over and hugged the quilt, whispered: "I know estrus all day long."

The author has something to say: 噗~ You got fucked, right? Mr. Liang