My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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It's almost eighty years old. Until now, Moran didn't understand why Jing Tianyuan and Jing Zhongxiu were eccentric to Jing Yichen, not like Jing Yiran.

Because Jing Yiran has never paid anything for the family, he has been desperately demanding, desperately pulling out from this home.

And Jing Yichen is always paying for this family. No matter how indifferent and cruel he is, he has been desperately protecting the Jing family. No matter what happens to the Jing family, he will first consider the overall interests of the family. Instead of taking advantage of chaos to seek benefits for themselves.

He is an excellent family heir!

Jing Yichen simply ignored Moran's complicated gaze, and just said lightly to Jingtian: "Grandpa doesn't need to worry. There is nothing in this world except human life that I can't take back. I can't take it back by normal means. What I have is Other means. I will take back all the assets on the list, and there will be no less. There are many things. Grandpa gave me three years. After three years, these things will be handed over to you."

Jing Tianyuan relaxed at the heart of his grandson.

There was a solemn expression on his face: "No, after you have these assets, I will check them personally, but they are all yours and do not need to be given to me. This is the family business left by the ancestors, including me The remaining three quarters here, after you get the one quarter, all will be handed over to you. According to the rules, it should have been handed over to your father, but you are the best in our history. Excellent heir, everything is left to you, I am assured."

Jing Yichen froze for a moment, glanced at Jing Zhongxiu sitting next to Jing Tianyuan's bed, and he saw that there was no reaction on his face. It seemed to have been expected for a long time. This was a solemn remark: "Grandpa rest assured, Jing family The things in my hands will not be less, and will continue to pass on."

Jing Tian nodded his head, suddenly looked at Shangguan Ning, and then said without hesitation: "I have only one requirement, these things must be under your name from beginning to end, and cannot be placed under the name of A Ning."

Jing Yichen was stunned, and Shangguan Ning was even more stunned. She didn't expect that the grandchildren and grandchildren had just spoken so dignifiedly, and they immediately touched her.

She had just been immersed in the solemnity and solemnity of the Jing family passed down from generation to generation, with awe in her heart.

However, she reacted quickly. She knew that Jing Tianyuan had been afraid that Moran had sent everything out. She was afraid that she would make the same mistake by then.

Shangguan Ning smiled towards Jingtian and said: "Grandpa, you are so true. In my face, you are not afraid of being unhappy! However, you are too little to look at me, these things are inherited from the ancestors of the Jing family. Yes, I don’t want it! Anyway, I have money to spend. You still have to cover your old assets!"

Jing Tianyuan laughed when she heard her words.

This was his first smile in a few days.

"Relax, girl, Grandpa will definitely not treat you badly. These things will be given to my great grandson in the future. What I give you is what Grandpa earns himself. Old man, I have more good things!"

Shangguan Ning smiled: "Thank you grandpa in advance!"

She only said thank you, but did not say whether she wanted it or not. Anyway, look at the situation when he gives it. If Jing Yichen says it can be received, then accept it. If it is too expensive, it is still not good.

The old man can still live for at least ten years, and his things still have to be used for old age.

Jing Yichen also showed a faint smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "I will do what you tell me, these things will not touch A Ning, she is not interested in these."

He actually wanted to say that Shangguan Ning is an extremely easy-to-satisfied person. As long as she can live a simple life, she never cares about things like money and money. Jing Tianyuan doesn't need to worry at all.

Moreover, between him and Shangguan Ning, absolutely nothing like Zhang Rong will happen, no messy people will be inserted between them, and there will be no matter that the half-brothers compete for property.

The atmosphere was lightened by Shang Guanning's words. Except that Moran's face was still very unsightly, the rest of the people had a light smile on their faces.

When Mu Wensheng came in, he saw the cheerful atmosphere of their family and couldn't help but follow his good mood: "Yo, so happy today, it seems that you are all welcoming me to bleed a certain patient!"

Everyone was amused by him, and Jing Yichen saw him coming, so he gave up the position beside the bed and sat on the sofa with Shangguan Ning.

This time bleeding to Jingtianyuan, Mu Wensheng didn't let everyone leave, but instead joked with Jingtianyuan, and pierced his entire body with a silver needle, and then Jingtianyuan spit out several mouthfuls of congestion.

When he spit out congestion, Mu Wensheng pierced the skin on his arm with a silver needle and forced blood out little by little.

After about an hour, the entire program was completed.

Because this time I was prepared early, and Jing Tianyuan was completely awake, so there was no blood stains like it was last night.

Moran was sitting next to Jing Tianyuan. He didn't need Jing Zhongxiu to help him, but took care of him himself. He didn't even have a blood stain on his body.

Mu Wensheng's attitude towards Moran was obviously lukewarm today. Seeing her take care of Jing Tianyuan so hard, she looked so good that she looked like Jing Tianyuan was his brother.

He put all his silver needles away, and touched Jingtianyuan's pulse again. He personally infused him and finished everything, so he sat down beside the bed.

"Okay, I can't die this time, I can finally go back with confidence."

"Are you going? I will let Yichen take you back."

"I'm in a hurry, I still have a personal pulse!"

Jing Tianyuan froze for a moment: "Who will see the pulse?" Is it Moran? She passed out last night.

Mu Wensheng ignored him, and said to Shangguan: "Girl, come here."

Shangguan Ning didn't expect to be named suddenly. She glanced at Jing Yichen and saw that there were surprises in his eyes. Then she walked past with some confusion: "Grandpa, do you have anything to tell me?"

Mu Wensheng's mysterious and unpredictable appearance of a worldly expert, said lightly: "Stretch your hand."

Although doubtful, Shangguan Ning stretched out his hand in accordance with the words.

It turned out that the old man wanted to cut her veins, but... did she look sick?

Mu Wensheng's fingers rested on her wrist for a moment and then retracted, and then said: "Old man Jing, you are the first to take me one step!"

Shangguan Ning was still baffled, but Jing Tianyuan, who had been lying down all of a sudden, sat up all at once, his face full of ecstasy and excitement: "Lao Mu, do I have a great grandson?!"