Jing Zhi was not a soft-hearted man. He was even more ruthless than Jing Rui.
Because he had forgotten the past, his thinking had been changed by the Research Institute and the killer organization, and he was very cold in human nature.
He had always been indifferent to human lives.
However, his heart softened when he saw how similar Xiao Ling was to Zheng yuluo.
As he looked at Xiao Ling, all he could think of was Zheng yuluo.
He wondered what she was doing at home today. Did she go out to play? Did she miss him?
Just like Xiao Ling, she loved to cry. He didn't provoke her today, so she probably wouldn't cry anymore, right?
As Xiao mo cried, he raised his head and saw Jing Zhi's gentle gaze on him. He lowered his head in a hurry, his face blushing slightly.
She actually thought that Jing Zhi was a good person. Although he looked fierce, he was actually someone she could rely on.
