Situ Qingqing was lying on the bed, looking out as He Jing stood by the bed with a sad face and looked out like a man looking at her husband's stone. She felt so annoyed. It was midnight and she still couldn't sleep!

"Sister Jing, let's sleep." She suppressed her anger and comforted her softly, "My brother won't come back so late, maybe it's because the army has something to do, don't be too careful."

He Jing turned her head and tears were already hanging on her face. She hurriedly wiped away her tears and forced herself to smile and said, "You go to bed first, I...I'm not sleepy."

Situ Qingqing hates women crying, especially like He Jing, who is like a pear blossom with rain forest Daiyu. She is old, so why can't she mature? Crying has a good use, which can make her second brother cry back?

Seeing that she had been holding her cell phone, Situ Qingqing was even more angry. She didn't know how many phone calls she had made in the evening. It was a small matter to delay her second brother's sleep, and it was a big matter to delay her second brother and sweetheart doing their serious business!

She got out of bed, pulled He Jing to sit beside the bed, and said seriously: "Sister Jing, you can't do this. Men are not everything, why bother crying for them? Besides, my second brother is just a heartless person, and he won't feel sorry for you even if you cry."

She took out a tissue and handed it to He Jing. He Jing smiled awkwardly: "I'm so sorry. I'm causing trouble for you so much, and I want your sister to persuade me."

I know you are still crying! Why don’t you stop quickly!

For a while, Situ Qingqing couldn't see through He Jing. She had no idea whether He Jing really liked her second brother or showed her parents. She looked like she had no lethality at all. However, with He Jing's identity, she really didn't need to have any lethality. As long as she showed that she had suffered all the grievances, someone would naturally solve everything for her.

He Jing's walking sound was heard by Bai Ting next door, and she was persuading Situ Zheng, who was also angry because of Situ Qinglang.

Situ Zheng slapped the table in the study - this unfilial and rebellious son was becoming more and more bold and reckless. He dared to ignore the rules he set and stayed overnight again and again!

Bai Ting was with Situ Zheng. He listened to him cursing, and took the opportunity to bring a glass of water to him, patted his chest and comforted him: "Qinglang is almost thirty years old, you must have a little of your own life, don't control him too much."

"What life? What else can he have?" Situ Zheng wanted to overturn his desk, "This bastard doesn't even turn on his phone! Today, Xiaojing was rejected by the first day of coming, and he didn't even see him. He left in the afternoon. Is this the responsibility a man should have? How do I explain this to Weiming! Where is my old face?"

"You whisper." Bai Ting looked at the door worriedly, "I just heard something in Qingqing's room. Xiaojing was probably not asleep yet. You scolded Qinglang like this and made Xiaojing hear something bad."

"I will put him in custody tomorrow!" Situ Zheng sat in a chair and gasped, calling Yan to arrive immediately.

Yan Li's family lives in an ordinary residential area not far from the General Tower. In the middle of the night, the leader suddenly called him to go. He didn't understand why, but he was particularly worried, so he quickly put on his clothes and went to report.

"Chief, what happened?" Yan Li arrived three minutes later, wiped the sweat from his head, and asked with a breath.

"As soon as Qinglang comes back tomorrow, you will see him. No matter how you are, you are allowed to go to any other army or family. If he is reluctant at all, you can call the army and send him to South Sudan for a month!"

"Chief, you are too..." Yan Li was stunned. The internal chaos had just happened in South Sudan. It was a time of chaos. Isn't it that I was hitting the gun?
Chapter completed!