Wrong Marriage Surprise Marriage: Jing Shao Chasing His Wife, Please Line Up

Neither of them was a Moji person, so after the conditions were fulfilled, they immediately went to the opposite side to get their certificates with their respective certificates.

There were not many people at this time, and the two quickly got their marriage certificates, walked out, and parted ways like nothing had happened.

Ruan Qianya looked at her marriage certificate, and the two people on it had cold faces, as if they were applying for a divorce certificate, and they almost made a joke, quite sighing.

Unexpectedly, at the beginning, I swore that I would never fall in love with anyone again, and I would never marry anyone, and finally married a stranger.

When Jing Yihong went back, the whole family had already had dinner, and the three of them sat together happily watching TV. When they saw him drive the wheelchair in, their smile froze immediately, as if he always brought unhappiness.

But they are also worthy of their superb acting skills, and they quickly changed their faces.

Fang Yaping is Jingyong's official wife, and she has always been worried about her husband's infidelity. Naturally, she doesn't like people who are not related to Jing Yihong, not to mention that Jing Yihong may have a relationship with her biological son Jing Chen competed for family property.

She curled her mouth and said with a smile, "Yihong, are you back? I heard from your father that you went to get your marriage certificate today. How do you feel?"

Jing Yihong sneered, "Is it necessary to give an acceptance speech for getting married? My dad arranged it for me, of course it is 'good'."

"Yihong, you're married too, and it's not appropriate to live in the old house with your wife. I discussed it with your Aunt Ping and plan to give you a wedding room as a wedding gift."

Jingyong's serious voice came from the side, and it was completely different from the laughing voice that Jing Yihong heard when he first entered the house.

"Brother, your parents specially asked someone to choose a wedding room for you. You will definitely like it very much." Jing Chen said with a smile beside him.

Jing Yihong turned his head to look over, he knows the temper of this half-brother best, but he is probably hiding a knife in his smile at the moment.

His eyes swept over their faces one by one, he nodded knowingly, they finally found a way to drive him out as an outsider.

Jingyong touched Shangjing Yihong's cold and transparent eyes, his heart shivered, and he couldn't help but think of what happened more than 20 years ago.

At that time, Xia Pei, a singing girl, actually gave birth to his child privately, brought the child in front of her, and threatened him with the excuse to let him raise Jing Yihong to adulthood, and then disappeared.

Over the years, he has been sending people everywhere to look for Xia Pei, but Xia Pei seems to have disappeared in this world, never to be seen again.

Jing Yihong's cold eyes made the three people opposite him feel uncomfortable.

Jing Yong was about to reprimand him, but Jing Yihong said, "You drove my mother away back then, but now you want to drive me out of here again?"

"You bastard, do you know what you're talking about?"

Jing Yihong's heart ached, he grabbed the teacup and threw it out. The hot water splashed on the back of Jing Yihong's hands, but he just wiped his hands calmly and continued, "What's wrong? Is there a sore spot on your forehead? Have you uncovered the scars that you can’t see? Or do you dare to do it or not?”

Of course, Jing Yihong knew that this matter was a taboo in this family. He had some memories when he was sent here, and he had personally seen the scene where his mother was kicked out of the Jing family gate.

When he was a child, every time he mentioned his mother, he would inevitably suffer domestic violence and reprimands. Later, when he grew up, Jingyong would not beat him again, but he would still get angry.

Jing Yihong's existence reminded him all the time that this was a stain in his life.

Fang Yaping was also very angry, she didn't understand why Jing Yihong always brought up this old bad debt again and again to make everyone unhappy, as if she didn't know how annoying she was.

Did he think that she, the majestic mistress of the Jing family, would let an illegitimate child ride on the head of their mother and child?
Wrong, in this family, no one would give him Jing Yihong a head start.

The consequence of provoking the authority of the head mother is that it becomes more and more difficult to live in this family, and it is difficult to move forward.

Jing Yihong must pay the price.

"Yihong, don't make your father angry anymore. When you didn't come back today, he was still talking about choosing a wedding room for you. The family was happy, but you brought this up again. This is not to make everyone unhappy." Are you happy?"

Fang Yaping's words were impeccable, and she was satisfied by ensuring that the wounds on both sides were evenly sprinkled with salt.

Jing Yihong's lips curled up, and as she was satisfied, he put on a foolish look and said, "My dad happily chose a house for me? He happily watched TV with your good Jingchen, right? "

Jing Jing was so mediocre that he wanted to rush up to beat Jing Yihong again, Jing Chen quickly stood up and said, "Brother, what on earth do you want to do? Wouldn't you be happy if you didn't make dad angry for a day? Dad was almost pissed off by you a few days ago." My body is broken, I managed to make Dad happy today, and you brought up the old story again, and my mother is busy giving you a wedding gift, why are you so ignorant?"

Jingchen's mother and son have this kind of ability, a few words can make Jingyong remember what he should be angry with, and keep angry.

Jing Yihong was scolded bloody, but his face was expressionless, and he looked at the opposite person indifferently, jumping and cursing like a clown.

When the three of them wanted to continue talking or threatening him to move out, he said slowly, "I agree to move out." The cursing stopped abruptly.

After finishing speaking, Jing Yihong went upstairs.

He knew that the three people behind him were slightly relieved after he nodded in agreement.

Jing Yihong returned to the room, regained his stern look, took out his mobile phone and called the special assistant: "Hey, according to the plan, send the photos."