Black Bellied President Dotes on Wife

"Otherwise, isn't it just to prove that you want to break with the Jing family? Then there is nothing to say, this is not because Dad has driven you out of the house, but you have betrayed the family and want to stand on your own!"

After Jing Yichen finished, he looked at Moran again. He continued to ask, "Grandma, what do you say?"

On weekdays, Jing Yichen rarely called Moran "grandmother", but now it is called "grandmother". Although the tone is indifferent and the tone is cold, there is a more powerful force.

Moran nodded and nodded, muttering: "Yes..."

Jing Yiran's face can no longer be described as ugly.

Jing Yichen, what is going on here, how can I not play cards according to common sense!

I met him on weekdays. I didn’t use violence directly. I beat him down. Isn’t a nonsense nonsense to talk to him? !

Why are you still telling him today?

This can't be done. His only reliance on Jing's family is Moran. He also counts on Moran to help him fight for property in Jingjia!

The cold sweat has completely soaked the Jing Yiran shirt, and the cold is attached to him, which makes him particularly uncomfortable.

"I was originally a family member. How do I go home and hand over things? What is the rule? It is obvious that my father has driven me out, and I have been on my head. I exchanged equity with Jijia. Ji Bo has been deceived. I have never to betray the King of Confucius. You are jealous of me! What do you want to add to your sin!"

Jing Yiran clenched his fists and argued with strong words.

This time, there are more and more people in the corridor.

Jing Yichen always followed his Ahu nod and gestured to let everyone return to the room.

His voice has not been low. I want everyone to have heard it. Jing Yiran’s work can’t be forgiven. Jingjia has given him a chance. He gave up himself. He chose to oppose Jing’s own.

Everyone is a smart person, and I can certainly hear what he said.

Even Moran has heard that it is wrong.

She looked at her grandson who was raised with her hand and looked at her grandson who had been with her for 30 years. She couldn't believe it. What he did was to fight against Jingjia, and to completely ruin the Jing family.

"Aran, your brother is right. You will return the equity, Jingjia will definitely let you come back. If you are short of money, you will tell your grandmother that Grandma has money here. You can buy anything. It doesn't matter if the equity is deceived. As long as your brother gets the equity of Jijia, he will definitely be able to change it with his ability!"

The development of the matter completely deviated from Jing Yiran’s plan and was out of his control.

However, the main purpose of coming here today has been reached, his mission is completed, and he can leave.

"Grandma, this is not so simple. I want to take back my own things with my own strength. How can I trouble my brother to deal with the disaster I have caused?"

Jing Yiran grabbed his chest and his face showed an unbearable expression on his face. He supported Moran’s arm. “But I have a pain in my chest now, maybe the wound is cracked again. Since Dad doesn’t let me in, the gift is already I sent it, I will go!"

When he finished, he did not care about Moran calling him at the back and quickly left the hotel.

Jing Yichen looked at the back of his hurried departure, but his heart was a little uneasy.

Today’s Jing Yiran is very wrong. He is a young man who can’t fight, but he doesn’t know how to live or die. No matter what he says, he won’t back down. Instead, he will be more frustrated and more willing to do with him.

However, today he does not have the same kind of ignorance of the past.

Jing Yichen suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and said to Ahudao behind him: "Commanded to keep the hotel's door, and the unrelated idlers, etc., one must not be put in!"

Ahu responded with "yes" and immediately arranged it.

He knows that Jing Yichen’s “noisy people, etc.” refers to Jing Yiran, and he does not know that today’s eyes are not put into the scene. He has to say it to everyone, even if the old lady personally makes it, let Jingyi Then come in, let's not let it in!

Thanks to not playing today, if it is played, it hurts the young master and how the wedding will be held tomorrow.

Moran still did not feel at ease, and finally chased out.

This is a high-end hotel nearby. She is worried that Jing Yiran went out so late and there is no place to sleep. What's more, his body injury is still not good. If you toss a night, what can I do?

Jingzhong took a picture of his son's shoulder and said faintly: "Go back to the room, take a good rest tonight, tomorrow is a good day for you and Ah Ning. The rest of the things don't need you to manage. I will handle it." ”

Today, Jing Yiran came, although there is no such thing as a noisy, but many people have seen the way their father and son are arrogant.

I still don't know what people think in their hearts. Jingzhong Xiu needs to convey to everyone again: Jing Yiran has been completely expelled from Jingjia, not a Jingjia person.

Jing Yichen nodded and turned to go to his room.

Open the door, enter the room, the lights inside have all been turned off.

The room was a bit dark, but Jing Yichen had been specially trained in the darkness. This level of darkness was easy for him to adapt.

He is just a little strange. Shangguan Ning went to bed so early today. On weekdays, he didn’t come back. She wouldn’t sleep alone, and she would always keep a lamp for him, lest he should go home. To be black.

Jing Yichen took off her coat, hung it on the hanger in the living room, changed the slippers, and entered the bedroom.

The moonlight penetrated the window and sprinkled the entire room, giving the golden room a sly beauty.

On the double bed near the window, the white thin quilt is a line of exquisite and feminine figure.

In the air, there is a faint aroma, such as blue, which is very good.

Jing Yichen went to the bed and said with a cold biting voice: "If you don't want to die now, you will be honest!"

The figure on the bed did not move.

In the night, in the deadly luxury presidential suite, the sound of the bullets on the pistol was sounded, crisp, and harsh.

The muzzle of the black hole, did not hesitate to aim at the exquisite figure in the quilt.

Jing Yichen looked cold and his forehead blue veins had already bulged. His fingers were shaking slightly, and his heart was slowly dropping blood.

He wants to kill!

But this person in front of you can't kill!

The air is dead, the atmosphere is so suffocating, and even the breathing seems to have stagnated.

The figure in the quilt finally moved.

She sat up from the bed and held a pistol with a silencer in one hand. The posture was standard, and the movement was smooth and natural to Jing Yichen. Her voice was full of surprise: "How do you know that I am not Shangguan Ning?! ”