Being petted by the old attack as a little cute

It was too late today, Zhang Ziyu stayed in the living room for a while and then went upstairs.

Jing Qiao was still downstairs, Aunt Su walked over and asked, "Mr. Jing, you haven't had dinner yet, would you like me to get you something to eat?"

Jing Qiao rubbed between his brows, "Do whatever you want."

Jing Qiao originally wanted to have dinner with Zhang Ziyu after he came back from school, he decided whether to eat out or to eat at home.It happened that Zhang Ziyu ran out to play, completely forgot Jingqiao's instructions to him before school started, just ran out to play, and was targeted by such a disgusting thing.

Jing Qiao was waiting for Li Mingfeng's call.

Sure enough, when Jing Qiao was eating, Li Mingfeng called.

When calling the first time, Jing Qiao deliberately didn't answer, and the phone kept ringing. After a long time, Jing Qiao answered the phone, but didn't speak, waiting for Li Mingfeng to say something.

Li Mingfeng was also afraid and embarrassed over there, and his heart was full of fear, "Mr. Jing, I just found out that the dog is in the hospital now. When he wakes up, I won't break his leg. Mr. Jing, you have a lot of... ..."

Jing Qiao leaned on the back of the chair, squinted his eyes slightly, tapped his fingers on the table slowly, about seven or eight times, and then said: "Small families are better than small families."

Li Mingfeng's head buzzed, and he couldn't say a word.

Jing Qiao was unwilling to let go, nor would he forgive.

It is certain to suppress the Li family. It only depends on how far Jing Qiao will suppress it. The meaning of Jing Qiao's words is obvious. He wants to remove the Li family from the list of celebrities in W City, so that Li Mingfeng can feel at ease. It is enough to be the head of a well-off family.

So it is better for small families to have small families.

Li Mingfeng is not willing to accept his fate. He has worked so hard for so many years. The company is the hard work of him and a group of old buddies. It can’t be said that it will be gone. Li Mingfeng begged: "Mr. Come to the door to apologize, kneel down and apologize to Young Master Ziyu."

Jing Qiao asked lightly: "You really don't know anything about Mr. Ling's actions?"

This is impossible.

Li Shaoqin is Li Mingfeng's son, as long as Li Shaoqin doesn't go too far, Li Mingfeng will turn a blind eye and even help to settle things.

But this time Li Shaoqin accidentally pulled out the tiger's beard.

Li Mingfeng doesn't regret it. He regrets that when Li Shaoqin did this kind of thing for the first time, he should have beaten him so that he would not dare to do it again. Although Li Shaoqin is very playful, he is generally more measured. If he dared to move Zhang Ziyu, he knew it would lead to such an irreversible situation. Li Mingfeng should have dissuaded him last night.

But regretting that it was too late, Li Mingfeng could only recover the loss as much as possible, so that Jingqiao could not attack too hard.

Jing Qiao is well-known in the business world, not only because of Jing's prosperity, but also because of his means, never merciless, and he is a golden bachelor in City W. This time, the marriage partner is Zhang Ziyu. I also saw Jing Qiao's attitude towards Zhang Ziyu in Chrissy Manor, it didn't look like a marriage, and there was no need for it, so when he learned that his son really touched Zhang Ziyu, Li Mingfeng almost fainted.

If Jing Qiao didn't kill their family, he would be merciful.

Li Mingfeng continued to beg.

Jing Qiao said "Let's talk about it tomorrow" and hung up the phone. Li Mingfeng looked at the blacked-out mobile phone screen in the hospital corridor and wanted to cry without tears.

Li Jingjing sat on a chair in the corridor and asked in a low voice, "Dad, what's the matter? What did brother Jingqiao say?"

Li Mingfeng turned around and sat next to Li Jingjing. For a long time, he took out his wallet and his hands were shaking. He stuffed a card into Li Jingjing's hand, showing his old self, "Jingjing, the money in this card is yours. I save a sum of money in it every year, thinking that I will start a business for you after you graduate from college. Now you take the money and go to your mother and ask her to issue a card for you and transfer the money to the new card. "

Li Jingjing panicked, her eyes turned red all of a sudden, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Li Mingfeng looked at his slim little daughter, but couldn't say a word. Now he even wanted to kill that dog.

He killed his whole family, including his sister.

"Is it because brother Jingqiao is unwilling to forgive Li Shaoqin? I know, I know, brother Jingqiao treats Zhang Ziyu like a treasure, and Li Shaoqin went to touch Zhang Ziyu, and I knew that was the result." Li Jingjing sobbed.

Li Mingfeng patted Li Jingjing on the shoulder, stood up and walked to the ward, Li Shaoqin was already awake, saw Li Mingfeng walking in, and shouted: "Dad, what did Jingqiao say?"

"Isn't it just a little boy?"

Li Mingfeng just slapped his hand, Li Shaoqin was stunned by the slap, staring at him.

Pointing at Li Shaoqin, he said with hatred, "I didn't care how you played in the past, but you have caused such a big disaster this time, I have already decided to hand you over to Mr. Jing tomorrow and let him handle it."

Li Shaoqin was stunned, unbelievable, "Dad, what are you doing?!"

Li Mingfeng sat on the sofa in the ward, and said in a deep voice: "I have already decided, I will go to Jing's house with you tomorrow, I have no opinion on what Mr. Jing should do."

After a long while, Li Shaoqin smiled, and then said coldly: "You can do whatever you want, anyway, you have liked Li Jingjing since you were young, but this time I got into trouble, are you also worried that Li Jingjing's future will be missed? Other families are patriarchal, You are good, patriarchal, hehe..."

Li Mingfeng was so angry that he couldn't breathe, raised his finger and pointed at Li Shaoqin, speechless, Li Jingjing heard the quarrel inside and ran in to help Li Mingfeng calm down, turned her head and asked Li Shaoqin, "Li Shaoqin! Don't you know what's good or bad, I didn't want to talk to you What do you mean by grabbing, otherwise I wouldn’t be studying fashion design, and when you come back from studying financial management abroad, the company will be handed over to you sooner or later, how can you say that about Dad?”

Li Mingfeng pushed Li Jingjing away and said: "Okay, I will transfer all my shares to Jingjing tomorrow, you really let me down!"

Li Jingjing couldn't believe it, and said loudly: "Dad, what are you talking about? I don't want those things!"

Li Shaoqin sneered: "What did I say? Isn't that what Dad thinks? I was just pushed out to be a gun for Li Jingjing."

Li Mingfeng's eyes widened, rolled his eyes, and passed out. The lights in the emergency room were turned on again. Li Jingjing waited outside the emergency room for several hours, as if she was a different person. I don't know when my bag fell to the ground. The corridor was filled with the hurried footsteps of nurses running back and forth. Li Jingjing just looked at the ground with dull eyes.

Li Jingjing knew since she was a child that her father wanted to hand over the company to Li Shaoqin. Li Shaoqin was smarter than her, so her father was strict with Li Shaoqin, but he didn't care much about life and emotions. Even a little mistake in studies and business would be fine. To be scolded.

Li Jingjing, on the other hand, has been drinking and having fun since she was a child, playing truant to school, skipping classes to play disco, and playing everything she can, but Li Mingfeng never cares about it. Li Shaoqin felt that Li Mingfeng liked his sister and disliked him since he was a child.

Li Jingjing didn't expect Li Shaoqin to be so childish.

There was nothing serious about Li Mingfeng, but he was stimulated and needed a good rest.

Li Jingjing found a nurse for Li Shaoqin overnight. She didn't know how to communicate with others, so she stammered and told the nurse what she needed, and asked the nurse to contact her for help. She ordered takeaway and sent it to the hospital ward. She clumsily twisted the quilt for Li Mingfeng and wiped it with a towel When I accidentally knocked over the basin in the bathroom, I stared at the water on the ground for a long time, and suddenly squatted down and cried uncontrollably.

At three o'clock in the morning, Li Jingjing called Liu Meiqin.

"mom……"

Liu Meiqin said coldly: "Is there something wrong? I'll hang up if it's nothing."

****

Four in the morning.

Zhang Ziyu woke up from the pain.

It was too late, Zhang Ziyu turned on the bedside lamp, the stomachache came unexpectedly, probably because he had eaten too much pudding at noon.

The pudding at home was cold, not counted as ice, but the pudding at school was about to be iced. Zhang Ziyu couldn't control it and ate a lot.

It is early autumn now, and the air conditioner in the house is fully turned on. Zhang Ziyu put on a coat and went downstairs to see if there is soup in the kitchen. Beside the table, watching the soup in the pot slowly steaming.

Zhang Ziyu didn't want to take painkillers. He is not a doctor, but he has common sense. If you take too much painkillers, you will develop drug resistance. It may be effective to take one for the first time, but you have to take two for the second time to be effective. It is possible to eat a handful at a time.

He wanted to warm his stomach first, and then go to the hospital by himself in the morning.

It was too late, Zhang Ziyu didn't want to disturb Jing Qiao and the others' rest, anyway stomach pain was not a big problem, so he passed it with patience.

Zhang Ziyu only turned on a small warm yellow chandelier on the dining table, the surroundings were pitch black, and footsteps could be heard on the stairs.

Zhang Ziyu turned his head to look, Jing Qiao was now on the stairs, his eyes were heavy, and his voice was low, "Hungry?"

Walked over while talking, "Just eat this? I'll make you something else."

Zhang Ziyu stirred the bowl twice with a spoon, and said in a muffled voice, "No need."

He couldn't drink it anyway, he just wanted to vomit.

Jing Qiao saw Zhang Ziyu's expression was wrong, walked over and asked in a deep voice, "Uncomfortable?"

After a while, Zhang Ziyu nodded.

Jing Qiao stared at Zhang Ziyu for a long time, then stood up and went upstairs. Zhang Ziyu looked at his back and lowered his head silently.

Soon, Jing Qiao went downstairs again, changed his clothes briefly, took a blanket and car keys in his hand, and said, "Go to the hospital."

Zhang Ziyu stood up obediently and got into the car.

Jing Qiao's complexion was not good, Zhang Ziyu could tell from the speed of the car.

The inside of the car was relatively warm, and Zhang Ziyu's body temperature was low. In the early morning, when the temperature was the lowest, Jing Qiao asked Zhang Ziyu to sit in the co-pilot wrapped in a blanket. Since he got in the car, Jing Qiao didn't speak. Zhang Ziyu looked at his side face, wanting to Stop talking.

Stomach pain for others may be due to genetics or other problems.

But Zhang Ziyu's stomach hurts these two days, Jing Qiao only thought of one reason: that is eating indiscriminately, nothing else, that's all.

From the first time Zhang Ziyu followed behind so obediently, Jing Qiao had already guessed that he didn't call out for his stomachache, and quietly went downstairs to cook soup by himself, not daring to let him know, probably only this kid could do it.

When it was time to go to the hospital, Jing Qiao asked coldly, "How about the pudding?"

Zhang Ziyu turned his head in a daze, and after a while, he replied in a low voice with some embarrassment: "It's...not bad."

Warmth can relieve a certain amount of pain. Zhang Ziyu nestled in the co-pilot, lazily squinting his eyes half-closed, sleepy, with cramps in his stomach, and even his brain became dull, so he dared to say it was okay so confidently.

Jingqiao was pissed off by the children.

Seeing Zhang Ziyu's dizzy look, Jing Qiao's insignificant anger disappeared, and he said softly, "How should I punish you?"

At this time, the sound of a vehicle's horn suddenly came from the side. Zhang Ziyu couldn't hear it clearly, thinking that Jing Qiao was asking what he would eat tomorrow morning, so he answered obediently:

"It's all right."

Jing Qiao laughed, and said in a low voice, "What did you say?"