My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Shangguan Ning's eyes were reddish, he hugged him tightly, and said firmly: "No, he can die, but he must never die in your hands! You have already After so many years, you can’t give up now! If you kill him, your father will be very angry, and your grandparents will be sad and disappointed! Everything that belongs to you will be lost. For him, it’s not worth it!"

Jing Yiran lay on the ground, thinking that Shangguan had saved him, and she would hear words warming his heart from her mouth. As a result, she said, it was not worth it!

Is he so worthless even to death? Is his life so worthless?

His heart was very desolate, and his anger attacked him, and he spit out a big mouth of blood, and then he lost consciousness and fell into endless darkness.

In a trance, someone fed something into his mouth, warm and bitter, and it was difficult to swallow. The man fed tirelessly over and over again, and he drank those bitter things uncontrollably.

The man had a unique sweet smell, like the sweetest chocolate, which made him a little enchanted.

A cool little hand gently touched his chest, as if he could smooth his pain.

"It's stupid, why didn't you know you ran after being beaten?"

Is she talking about him? Yes, she is a woman.

Her voice was very nice, crisp and sweet, with a touch of coldness, and a touch of distress.

who is it?

Who is taking care of him?

Her voice... has a strange sense of familiarity.

He tried hard to open his eyes and look at the people around him, but his heavy eyelids didn't listen.

Jing Yiran struggled in the dark for a long, long time. It seemed like a century long, and finally at a certain moment, he opened his eyes.

The goal is his familiar room, familiar furnishings, familiar doctor...

But what about the man in the dream?

The three doctors in charge of the Jing family are all male!

Is he just dreaming?

"Second young master, are you awake? Do you feel any discomfort? Does your chest still hurt? Dizziness?"

The doctor saw him awake and immediately stepped forward to ask.

Jing Yiran didn't answer any questions, but just frowned and asked, "Is there a woman taking care of me?"

"Uh..." The doctor was stunned for a while, and I was shocked by Jing Yiran, the second master of the heart, and it was all hurt like this, still thinking about women!

However, a woman really took care of him.

The doctor said the truth: "The old lady has been taking care of you for the past two days. At this time, she should be instructed to cook for you again. She will let the kitchen every day..."

"Are there any other women besides my grandma?" Before the doctor finished speaking, Jing Yiran interrupted him.

The doctor said in uncertain tone: "Aunt Wen?"

Aunt Wen is a servant of the Jing family. She has been working at the Jing family for many years. She is 51 years old and is responsible for Jing Yiran's daily diet and daily life. His second young master is sick, and Aunt Wen will naturally take care of him.

Jing Yiran said a little irritably: "No, it's a young girl! Is there?"

The doctor immediately shook his head and simply said: "No!"

The second master thinks that the woman wants to be crazy! Even his life is almost gone, and he is still thinking about women. He is now half-dead. Even if there is a peerless beauty standing in front of him, he can only worry and can’t do anything!

The doctor politely said: "Second less, you need to take a good rest. It is normal for the brain to experience hallucinations and dreams after such a serious injury. It will be better after a few days of raising."

Jing Yiran looked at him suspiciously.

dream? Illusion?

Is it really a dream?

He thought about it for a while, and the whole person was tired, and then slept again.

In the study room in the main building of Jingjia Villa, Jing Yichen sat opposite Jing Zhongxiu. His expression was not as cold and alienated as in the past, but he spoke to his father in the most normal tone.

"Dad, I hurt him, you just punish me according to the rules."

Jing Zhongxiu's expression was a little harsh, he asked coldly: "Are you going to kill him?"

Jing Yichen said nothing.

If according to his temperament, he would definitely say "yes" without hesitation now, he disdain to lie.

But there is no way. He is a strict wife, and he cannot but listen to his wife.

When Shangguan Ning was at home, he told him to do it no less than ten times. He was not allowed to admit that he wanted to kill Jing Yiran. He was not allowed to make his father angry. He had to speak well. It was absolutely not allowed to fight after saying two sentences. .

Jing Zhongxiu saw his son didn't speak, and his expression was slightly relaxed.

It should be just ordinary slapstick, and when the anger comes up, Jing Yiran will be seriously injured without control.

His tone calmed down and said lightly: "Whether you admit it or not, he is your younger brother, you can beat him and scold him, but our Jing family must not be in a fratricidal situation. You cannot kill him, this is My bottom line is low. Zhang Rong owes you, she damn, but Yiran doesn't owe you."

Jing Zhongxiu did not feel well at this moment. He was actually partial to his eldest son. He wanted to give everything to his eldest son and let him inherit the entire family of the Jing family, but Jing Yiran was also his son, he could not Throw this son aside, nothing.

In order to maintain the balance between the two sons, he has exhausted his energy, and now the worsening situation makes him very tired.

Jing Yichen saw his father's expression in his eyes. He didn't understand his father before, thinking that his father had always been partial to Jing Yiran, so he would be so harsh and so indifferent to him. Now, he knows that he is the one who is favored, and he understands in his heart that Jing Zhongxiu is only doing his duty as a father to Jing Yiran.

Suddenly he was a little lucky, Shangguan Ning stopped himself in time, otherwise, Jing Yiran was already dead at his feet, and if he really killed Jing Yiran, I was afraid that Jing Zhongxiu would blame himself for his guilt all the time-the eldest son killed twice Son, he is the blame of fatherhood.

Jing Yichen suddenly raised his head and looked at Jing Zhongxiu: "Dad, as long as he does not move A Ning, I will not kill him. I will give you this promise."

Jing Zhongxiu was stunned for a long time. He wanted his son's promise for a long time, but he never realized it. Unexpectedly, he promised so easily today!

His son has grown up completely! He knows to think about his father!

Jing Zhongxiu was so relieved that a boulder in his heart was finally put down, and a smile appeared on his majestic face: "Okay, I know. If he moves A Ning's hair, I won't let it go first After him, if he hurts A Ning, I will expel him from Jing's house! This is also the promise my father gave you!"