Scandal Supermodel

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Jing Huan's mood was irritable for a while, but there was no way to do it at this time, and he could only be caught and brought there.

Dark and dark.

Fortunately, this black room is not small, at least there is room for Jing Huan to move freely.

All the contact equipment on her body was taken away, and she was forced to change her sick clothes by the maid at home, leaving no place to hide things.

Jing Lao stayed in the room and could see all the scenes in the black room except the bathroom.

Seeing Jing Huan unpleasantly found a place to sit down and looked around, his heart was still a bit uncomfortable.

After all, at this moment he could not determine whether he was wrong.

When Jing Huan just returned, he had done all the necessary paternity test procedures and checked all the origins of Jing Huan, and finally admitted her. After that, he promised that Jing Huan would never doubt her again, otherwise, she would not return to Jing's house.

Only now, he still doubted, he betrayed his promise.

"Jing Lao, everything has been sent to the laboratory to start the test, and you can get the results later. So, you should take a break first." The old assistant who followed him for many years whispered.

But Jing Lao shook his head, closed his eyes and sat there, not planning to fall asleep.

When people get old, they sleep less, they can't afford to toss, they can't fall asleep when they are worried, and they open their eyes to dawn.

It may really be that the blood was too heavy and murderous when he was young, so the daughter disappeared, and the granddaughter wondered if it was true. In retrospect, it was really a life of failure.

The old assistant next to him looked at Jing Lao and couldn't help moving.

The old man, who was always energetic in front of him, seemed to be ten years old at the moment, and he looked like a lot of vicissitudes and decadence, and there was no longer the sense of free and easy to stand in front of the big hand.

That night.

The old assistant retreated, giving Jing Lao a space alone.

He sat for a while, then suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly and took out his phone.

Luo Chen has not contacted for a long time.

Although, Luo Chen was not happy to be contacted by him.

In the past video, Luo Chen is always willing to listen to him, and occasionally nods and responds. But now, since Jing Huan happened, he started to answer the phone only a few times, and he lived outside, so he decided.

Jing Lao pursed his lips, clicked on the video call, and dialed out.

It was already late at night. He thought that Jing Luochen was definitely impossible to pick up, so he was prepared for no one to respond, just watching the sound of the video call dialed out from the window.

However, when the sixth sound sounded, the dialing sound suddenly stopped.

Jing Lao froze for a moment, thinking, it should not automatically hang up. Is it because of Jing Luochen?

He looked down casually.

However... I was faced with a face that I still felt amazing every time I saw it.

What is this?

Connected? ? Actually connected? ?

Jing Lao seemed to be unbelievable, and reached down to wipe the screen subconsciously.

When I look at it again, the face is still there.

He was like a static picture, watching his series of movements without moving or speaking, just waiting quietly.

Jing Luochen turned on the bedside lamp, the lights were warm, and he turned his fair skin to a slightly warm orange.

"Luo Chen..." Jing Lao's voice spoke dryly.