My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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After the funeral, it was Moran who returned to the Jing family, and Jing Yiran was nowhere to be seen.

People around him naturally reported to Jing Zhongxiu immediately.

"Master, the second young master said that there are murderers in the family. He wanted someone to borrow a knife to get rid of the murderer and avenge his wife."

The rumored bodyguard in black was really terrified when he said these words, for fear of Jing Zhongxiu's anger.

Although Jing Zhongxiu looked very calm, his tone was very cold: "Go and bring him back, he also believes that he is so obvious that he is easily caught in the trap of others, and it is disgraceful! No going out!"

Jing Yiran was found by a Jingjia bodyguard in a brightly lit bar. When he was found, he was clinging to a hot woman in red, writhing on the dance floor with a sign on his face The evil smile of the type seems to not take Zhang Rong's death seriously at all.

"Second young master, please come back with us." The leading bodyguard whispered respectfully around him, but, although his expression was respectful, his tone revealed a toughness. Obviously, if Jing Yiran didn't go back, he would Tough measures will be taken immediately.

Jing Yiran looked like a dangling Lang's family son, put his arms on the bodyguard's shoulders, hugged him like a good buddy, and smiled with evil charm: "Why, my mother's death will not let me come out and relax? Do I have to keep my filial piety at home? It’s more interesting than home. Not only are there no murderers, but also beautiful women. I play outside for two more days, and after playing enough, I will naturally go back and let them not worry about it. !"

The beauty beside him heard his words, and his face was so white that he was scared. He didn't seem to expect that even if his mother died, he could still come out and have fun. She didn't even say hello, and left in a shock.

"Look, you guys, these are rough guys, scared my beauties away, who will sleep with my son tonight?" Jing Yiran said, still blowing on the ears of the bodyguard leader The breath was very ambiguous.

The leading bodyguard has long been accustomed to such a bohemian Jing Yiran. He looks the same, but whispers "offended, second master", and then let his men carry him directly away.

Jing Yiran didn't struggle and resist, the smile on his face had never disappeared, but the eyes of a pair of evil peach blossoms were full of cold shadows, which was in sharp contrast with the smile on his face.

Back at Jing's house, as soon as Jing Yiran entered the living room, Moran greeted him immediately. Today, Jing Yiran suddenly disappeared. She was worried for a long time. She was afraid that he would do something stupid because of Zhang Rong's death. Now see him. When I came back intact, my heart was finally relieved.

Jing Yiran was almost brought up by her hand. Because of his background, he was born. Jing Zhongxiu and Jing Tianyuan did not have much affection for the child. The two did not grow up until he was seven or eight years old. Accept him slowly.

When Moran took Jingzhong Xiu up, he didn’t pay as much attention as keeping Jingjing Yiran. He was always afraid that he might fall, that he would freeze, that he would be hungry, that he would be very spoiled for him, and that he was three years older than him. Jing Yichen has been bullying him all the time, and he is very coquettish to make Moran happy, and Moran naturally prefers him a little.

Now seeing that he lost his mother, it was pain and anger, Moran was very distressed.

"Aran, where did you go so late? Hurry back to take a good rest, sleep, don't think about anything, grandma will do the rest for you, and will never make you feel wronged!" Moran pulled Jingyi Ran's arm forced him to sit on the sofa, and then asked the servant to bring up a small dining table.

He didn't close his eyes day and night, and he didn't eat anything at all, even the iron hitters couldn't bear it.

"Grandma made you prepare your favorite yam porridge. You eat a bowl first, don't drink anymore, it's bad for your health..."

Moran chatted a lot, but Jing Yiran didn't appreciate it at all. He suddenly laughed and lifted the porridge and a few exquisite dishes on the table. One place.

Moran was taken aback by him and hurried to avoid it.

"Don't let me be wronged? Hahaha! That's okay, kill Master Jing first, and I won't be wronged! What about others? Did he fled in fear of fear? I'm afraid I killed him?"

Jing Yiran laughed, and finally showed a fierce look, yelling like crazy in the living room.

Moran knew that Zhang Rong’s death was not an accident, but a man-made thing, but she believed that this thing was definitely not done by Jing Yichen. He was very cold and proud. If the thing was really done by him, he would have admitted long ago.

She stepped forward and hugged Jing Yiran, her eyes turned red loudly: "It has nothing to do with Achen! Are you crazy, doubt your own brother! This is someone who is behind a ghost, intentionally separating your two brothers, purpose It is to make our Jing family restless! You must not be caught by others!"

Jing Yiran throws away Moran's hand in disgust. Moran is in his 70s. How could his strength be better than him? She fell to the ground unpreparedly and fell blood on her knee, letting her Pained loudly.

The butler was so shocked that he didn't expect Jing Yiran to use so much force to push the old lady. He couldn't care about Jing Yiran, who was smashing things like crazy. He quickly called the doctor on the intercom and quickly walked over to help the old lady: "Old lady, how are you? Is there any other injury? I called the doctor and came soon!"

Moran nodded painfully: "Old road, I'm fine, you look after Aran, don't let him hurt himself."

Jing Yiran smashed all the cups and vases in the living room, even the chairs and dining table were smashed by him, and he laughed and scolded while falling.

"Hahaha, am I crazy? No! You are all crazy! All of you believe in him, no one believes me at all! The two of us were in an endless situation, who needs to separate?! Peace? I Mom is dead, don’t think about peace, you don’t need anyone else to shoot, I’ll come personally, so that the Jing family can’t live forever and never-get-peace-peace!!"

Every word of him was filled with hatred, and he was roaring, and the entire Jingjia villa group echoed the last four words he shouted: No peace...

Jing Zhongxiu frowned and walked out of the bedroom with a condescending anger: "Enough is enough, shut up! Go back to bed and say one more word, get out of Jing's house for me and never come back!"

He bowed his head to see Moran fall to the ground with an injury. He was angry and immediately went downstairs. With a "slap", he directly slapped Jing Yiran and slapped him into the broken porcelain.

This is Jing Yiran growing up so big, Jing Zhongxiu beat him for the first time.