Chapter 2193 Luo Chen Answers the Phone

Jing Huan's mood was suddenly agitated, but at this time there was no other way, but to be taken there.

It was pitch black, and there was no sky.

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

All the communication devices on her were confiscated, and she was forced to change into a hospital gown by the maid at home, without any place to hide things.

Jing Lao stayed in the room and could see everything in the small black room except the bathroom.

Seeing Jing Huan finding a place to sit down unhappy and looking around, his heart still felt a little uncomfortable.

After all, at this moment, he still can't judge whether what he thinks is wrong or not.

When Jing Huan first came back, he went through all the necessary paternity test procedures and checked all of Jing Huan's background before finally admitting her. Afterwards, he promised Jing Huan that he would never doubt her again, otherwise, she would not return to Jing's house.

Only now, he still had doubts, and he broke his promise.

"Mr. Jing, all the things have been sent to the laboratory, and the test has begun, and the results will be available soon. So, you should take a rest first." The old assistant who has been with him for many years persuaded him in a low voice.

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

When people are old, they have less sleep, and they can't afford to toss. When they have something on their minds, they can't fall asleep and keep their eyes open until dawn.

Maybe it was really because the blood was too strong and the murderous intent was too strong when I was young, so the daughter disappeared, and the granddaughter didn't know if it was true. Looking back, it was a life of failure.

The old assistant next to him looked at Mr. Jing and couldn't help but feel moved.

The old man who had been in high spirits in front of him now seemed to be ten years old all of a sudden, and his appearance looked much more decadent, and he no longer had the sense of freedom and ease of standing in front of him and waving his hands.

That night.

The old assistant stepped back and gave Jing Lao a space to himself.

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

I haven't contacted Luo Chen for a long time.

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

In the past, when the video passed, Luo Chen was always willing to listen to what he had to say, occasionally responding with a nod or something. But now, since what happened to Jing Huan, he only answers the phone every few times, and he lives outside, so decisive.

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

It was already late at night, and he thought that Jing Luochen would definitely not be able to answer, so he was prepared for no one to answer, and just looked out the window and listened to the voice of the video call.

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

Jing Lao was taken aback for a moment, thinking to himself, it shouldn't be an automatic hangup. Could it be that Jing Luochen hung him up?

He looked down casually.

However...but met a face that still feels amazing every time I look at it.

This, what is the situation?

Connected? ? Actually connected? ?

As if he couldn't believe it, Mr. Jing stretched out his hand and subconsciously wiped the screen.

When I looked again, that face was still there.

He is like a static picture, watching his series of actions, neither moving nor speaking, just waiting quietly.

Jing Luochen turned on the bedside lamp, and the light was warm, reflecting his too fair skin a little warm orange.

"Luochen..." Jing Lao said dryly.