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As soon as Jian Tingting's words were finished, there was a grim and cold voice at the door, like a demon king in hell without any emotion.

As the voice came, I saw Jian Yiyang striding in, gloomy, violent, cold, and full of murderous aura.

"I didn't hear what you just said!

Jian Yiyang stood in front of Jian Tingting and looked at her condescendingly.

"Big brother. ”

"Brother. ”

"Yiyang. ”

When everyone saw Jian Yiyang appear, they couldn't help but gasp, and a cold sweat broke out on their backs.

Jian Tingting was even more trembling, and her eyes didn't dare to look directly at Jian Yiyang.

"Dumb, aren't you very good at talking about it just now? I'll give you a chance to say it again! Why, won't you say it?"

Jian Yiyang looked at Jian Tingting coldly.

"I ......"

"Jian Yiyang, what is your attitude!"

Jian Mingchao picked up his father's shelf and roared at Jian Yiyang.

Jian Yiyang rolled his eyes, and his cheetah-like eyes looked at Jian Mingchao coldly: "What attitude do I have?

After speaking, he rolled his eyes, and his eyes locked on Jian Tingting again, "Say!"

His voice was very cold, like a blizzard with a cold wind in December, whistling and making people's hairs stand on end.

Jian Tingting trembled and opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Yiyang, don't do this. Grandma is still sick. ”

Lan Muge saw Jian Yiyang forcing his daughter so aggressively, but his daughter was like a frightened little mouse, trembling and not daring to say a word. The anger in my heart does not come from one place.

Jian Yiyang, do you really think that no one is in your eyes!

Yes!

Is it really up to you to decide this home?

Although I thought so in my heart, I still had the cheekiness to be this peacemaker.

"You're qualified to talk to me?"

Jian Yiyang's cold eyes looked at Lan Muge, who was pretending to be a good person.

"Jian Yiyang, what kind of fool are you doing! Mu Ge is your elder, what identity and attitude do you use to talk to her!"

Seeing that Jian Yiyang didn't take Lan Muge in his eyes at all, Jian Ming was extremely angry.

Jian Yiyang doesn't take Lan Muge in his eyes, that is, he doesn't take him in his eyes.

The son is so arrogant to Lao Tzu, then he can pay it back!

"Don't you know what I'm doing?"

Jian Yiyang looked at Jian Mingchao expressionlessly and sneered.

"Yiyang, don't do this. ”

Chu Qi didn't want to make a big deal out of it, after all, this was a hospital, and although this was a VIP ward, he couldn't control the mouths of outsiders.

Bad words are always getting more and more confused, and who knows what he will be like when the time comes.

Again, this is in the ward, no matter whether the old lady is really sick or pretending to be sick, there is a mess in this ward, and it is always the juniors who are unreasonable.

Yes, Chu Qi gently tugged Jian Yiyang's arm, hoping that he wouldn't make a big fuss with them again.

"Seven, it's none of your business. Be obedient and stand aside. ”

Jian Yiyang wiped away the violent face just now, and said to Chu Qi in a very gentle tone.

The speed of this tone change is definitely faster than the speed of the second hand jumping, and it makes everyone confused.

Everyone knows that Jian Yiyang's gentleness is only for the seventh year of the first month, but they never expected that the speed of this change could be so fast.

Lan Muge, who was standing on the side, looked at Jian Yiyang's tenderness to the seventh year of junior high school, and the gloom towards Jian Tingting, and a touch of darkness crossed his eyes.

"I'll tell you to repeat what you just said!"