My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Moran hurried to Jing Yiran, hugged him distressedly, and angered at Jing Yichen: "A Chen, what are you doing, how to hit your younger brother again! Was he willing to kill him?"

Jing Yichen stood there in a straight manner. The whole person was like a fine sculpture, his face still indifferent, and said lightly: "It is his own death, but he can't die. I have promised my dad to let him live."

Moran cried and cried, "Open your mouth and let him die. If you hate, then hate me. It's my decision to leave Aran! What's wrong with him, to make you bully like that! What kind of resentment do you have? Just come to my old wife, anyway, I won’t be able to live for a few years anymore, you’re all angry with me, don’t hit Aran again!”

Jing Yichen originally turned to go, and when she heard her, she retreated.

His fingers clenched tightly together, and the calm on his face disappeared, replaced by the rare and fierce, "Hate you? Of course I hate you!"

He stood staring at Moran with cold eyes, as if it was not his grandmother, but his enemy.

"Even if Jing Yiran had nothing wrong, I would step on the soles of my feet!" Jing Yichen's voice was cold and ruthless, and what he said, like a knife, was inserted into Moran's heart, " He’s not wrong, then what’s wrong with my mother, he will lose his life when he is 28!"

"One life, you pay me!" Jing Yichen reached out to Moran, shouting word after word: "Pay—give me!"

In the living room, Jing Yichen's deafening voice echoed for a long time, and he paid me...

He looked at Moran's pale face, and there was indifferent sarcasm on his face: "Why, I can't afford it, is it? How wrong is my mother's death, she has nothing wrong, but she has to accept another woman for nothing." Why should she give birth to her beloved man? Why can't she have a baby? Why? She clearly has an excellent son!"

"I've lost my mother at the age of three. I'm so happy! I don't even know what it's like to call a mom, how happy I am!"

Moran has never seen such a Jing Yichen.

He has always been indifferent and cold, but not as cruel and angry as he is now, at least not to her.

He was alienated, but never disrespected her elder.

She said in a panic: "Zhang Rong is dead, she has paid the price, Aran is innocent!"

Jing Yichen laughed suddenly, but he didn't have a little smile in his laughter. Some were only mocking and cold, which made Moran chill.

Enough laughed, Jing Yichen said coldly: "Yes, she died, it was too easy to die! She died thirty years later! I let such a vicious woman live for so many years, it is really kind I don’t know who let her free in advance and find this person, I will let him taste the life is better than death! I did not let the dead, who dare to die!"

"What mistakes did you make my mom suffer for you! Why do all of you live free, she lives alone in the tomb, with the ghosts! Is she damn? No, she is too Kindness! Why don’t you just stabb to death when you see a woman standing on her stomach!"

Jing Yichen stared at Moran with red eyes, and did not regard her as her elder at all. He sneered: "You are really selfish and ridiculous. You want the Jing family to spread their leaves and do something from my dad? What are you doing? Don’t let my grandfather marry more women and let him have more sons!”

His words are more than one sentence, but Moran couldn't even speak a rebuttal.

She held Jing Yiran, the whole person was trembling slightly, her face already pale as paper.

Jing Yichen, as if he hadn't seen it, spoke in a cold tone like a knife, and cut it politely on Moran's body: "How about, as you wish, I put my anger on you, are you happy? Are you satisfied? Do you think I am your grandson, I dare not scold you? Sorry, I regard family feelings as dung, there is nothing conscious of being a junior, because since three years old, no one has taught me, how to honor elders !"

"Why did I hit your favorite grandson today, do you know? Because he wants to rob me of things and rob me of Jingsheng, you better teach him again and tell him that everything in the Jing family belongs to me alone ! Want to get involved? Dreaming! He is not worthy!"

He finished, ignoring Moran's crumbling appearance, and moved his long legs straight away.

After stepping out of the villa and getting in the car, Jing Yichen had calmed down.

His self-control has always been very good, and if Moran touched his mother today, he would not be angry.

If he could bring his mother back to life, he would be willing to exchange everything for him. He could not have a Jing family, no heir, and no Jing Sheng.

As long as the mother can live.

However, all this is impossible.

Moran's mistakes were irreversible, and he couldn't convince himself to give her a good face.

She always prefers Jing Yiran indiscriminately. It doesn't matter if she is eccentric. If she is eccentric, she will be eccentric. He doesn't need Moran's concern.

He came to the Jing family today, just to warn Jing Yiran, because his hands were too long, because he united with outsiders, and had nothing to do with the old grudges.

This afternoon, Ji Bo suddenly called and asked Jing Yiran to conduct business cooperation with Ji's Group on behalf of Jing Sheng. Only when Jing Yiran and Shangguanning jointly manage the financial business, he can rest assured that the financial team will continue to stay in Only Jingsheng can have a deeper cooperation.

He is very clear that this must be Jing Yiran deliberately sent Jing Sheng to Ji Jiakou.

Jing Yichen sneered, Ji Bo, your appetite is too big, and you are not afraid to put yourself to death!

Cooperation?

Haha, the Jing family is more than me, but it is up to me alone! And your Ji family, but you are not alone!

Jing Yiran has caused trouble for the Jing family because of Shen Lingbing. Now he still wants to reach out to Jingsheng, but the days are too smooth.

And Ji Bo, actually dare to think of Shangguan Ning, he thinks his life is too long.

Jing Yichen drove back to his home.

Seeing Shangguan Ning busy in the mist of the kitchen, the indifference on his face gradually disappeared, and his expression gradually became gentle.

Shangguan Ning turned to see him, greeted him with a smile, and scooped a spoonful of sea cucumber chicken silk soup he just made to his lips: "Taste it? I just learned from Uncle Du!"

Her smile was bright and her face was proud, which made Jing Yichen's heart soft.

He drank the soup and smiled and said, "It's very delicious, Chef Shangguan."