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Chapter 180: I will be your prison forever

After Ji Ning and Zhou Jingmo's car drove away, she became silent along the way, with her head tilted forward, not knowing what she was thinking about.

Now back in the room, Zhou Jingmo raised his eyebrows when she mentioned this. "Didn't you say you saw it that day? That day Qiao Xing and a man..."

Ji Ning: "I always feel that this matter is weird, but I can't say it."

The Qiao Xing she saw that day gave her a strange yet familiar feeling.

She didn't feel anything at first, but today when Qiao Xing faced the woman's accusations, his confused and aggrieved expression pierced her.

She recalled that she had had such a moment in the past. Ji Wei was jealous of her and spread gossip about her everywhere, trying to make her life miserable.

They said that she was wearing flashy clothes, not to discuss business, but to seduce men.

It's harder for women in the business world.

Qiao Xing, seeing how beautifully she was dressed today, she must be preparing for a fresh start. It was so hard to make a flower bloom in the mud, but it withered away just like that.

Ji Ning thought about it and felt a little upset. Zhou Jingmo reached out and pinched her face. "Why? Do you want to help her?"

Ji Ning smiled and said, "You want to help me?"

"No." Zhou Jingmo raised his hand, looking like he had a strong desire to survive, "I won't interfere in this matter."

Ji Ning laughed out loud, "I'm not a tigress. Besides, she likes you, not you. I won't be so ruthless."

Zhou Jingmo flicked her cheek again, "You are not a tigress, you are a kitten."

Her soft and fragrant body always reminded him of the cat he had when he was a teenager.

"What?" Ji Ning pretended to be angry, "Are you trying to say that you are my master?"

Zhou Jingmo's eyes were deep, and his gaze fell on her lips, "No, I'm a cat lover."

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Ji Ning found herself becoming more and more sleepy. She slept for fourteen hours. She didn't know when Zhou Jingmo left.

When she woke up, her waist was sore and swollen, and she felt a little listless, but the quilt wrapped her tightly like a rice dumpling.

Ji Ning knew that she had a bad sleeping posture and it must have been Zhou Jingmo who wrapped her up.

She got out of bed, put on her slippers, had some breakfast first, and then put on some beautiful makeup. Her complexion has been getting better and better recently.

Her face was white with a rosy complexion, just like peach blossoms in March. She didn't even need to put on blush. Her skin was as white as cream and her foundation was also white. So she only put on lipstick. The quality of lipstick in that era was so good that you wouldn't even need to touch the cup when drinking water.

Her hair is tied up, and although her face is childish, she has a slightly wifey feel.

She and Qiao Xing met at a coffee shop at a crossroads. It was newly opened this year and was brand new, so there were not many people there.

But the city has been quietly changing with each passing day. More and more people are coming and going on the overpass, the wholesale market is beginning to flourish, and the free economy is developing faster and faster.

By the end of this year, Beijing will also welcome its first McDonald's and KFC. People are becoming more materially affluent, their pockets are getting warmer, and they are gradually moving towards spiritual abundance.

Qiao Xing was sitting opposite. She had arrived earlier and was stirring her coffee cup with an awkward look on her face.

Her family was relatively well-off when she was a child, so she had seen coffee early on and was not unfamiliar with this foreign thing.

She was brought back by my grandmother. My grandmother had studied abroad and fell in love with a foreigner, but my family would never agree. They thought that how could the daughter they had raised with great difficulty go abroad, so they tied her up at home.

When the foreigner came, she had already been forced to marry her grandfather. Her family drove the foreigner away, and in the end, the two of them didn't even see each other for the last time.

Her grandfather thought she was a Westernized person and was not very nice to her after marriage. After she gave birth to a child, she gradually went crazy.

After what happened yesterday, her eyes were swollen, and she had obviously been crying all night, "You came to me..."

“Actually, I saw it all yesterday.”

Qiao Xing's pupils shrank, and she raised her head suddenly. Then she stood up suddenly, unable to stop her trembling hands. "Go quickly, I'm afraid I'll get sick and hurt you."

Ji Ning smiled gently and stirred the coffee cup nonchalantly. "There is a saying in the book I read that many people with mental illnesses are not bad people. It is precisely because they are too kind, responsible, and have too much burden in their hearts that they get sick."

Qiao Xing's eyelashes trembled violently. She had never heard of such a statement, and no one had ever said such a thing to her...

Ever since she got sick, everyone has kept their distance from her. Her sister treats her with pity and sympathy, always telling her, "Don't be afraid, sister."

Ji Ning was the first one.

She pinched her trembling hands until they turned red, but still sat down slowly.

"About that man, I did see you walking with him that day."

Qiao Xing was shocked again, her face fell, she bit her lip, and almost burst into tears.

It turned out that she really had done it herself and didn't remember it.

What a terrible disease that could make her become a mistress without her knowing it.

She was afraid of this uncertainty and would rather let her die.

The thought of suicide emerged like a gusher, uncontrollable, and she became increasingly gloomy.

"I saw you at the entrance of the Causeway Bay Ice Skating Rink at around 8:7 on August 18."

Qiao Xing suddenly raised her head, and she threw herself forward without caring about her image, even pinching Ji Ning's hand, "Which day did you say?"

Ji Ning's sharp eyes fell on her face, not missing any trace, and she repeated it again in an orderly manner.

"Are you sure?" Qiao Xing's voice was filled with tears. The girl's face was pale and she looked very pitiful.

Her mental journey is more like a winding mountain road, turning again and again.

Ji Ning nodded seriously, "I remember it very clearly."

Qiao Xing covered her face. She was crying just now, but now she laughed out loud, feeling relieved.

But soon, she moved her hand away, tears still on her face, but her expression became more solemn, "On the day and time you mentioned, I was giving extra lessons to my students."