"Even if Jingchen has that thief heart, he doesn't have that guts, he doesn't dare to really do anything to you." Jing Yihong's eyes turned to Ruan Qianya's face, and her expression suddenly became serious, "Who hit the wound on your face?" ”

Ruan Qianya said truthfully: "Jingchen." ”

Jing Yihong's hand slammed on the edge of the hospital bed, and the bed shook and buzzed gently.

Ruan Qianya grabbed Jing Yihong's hand: "I deliberately provoked him, if I didn't provoke him, there would be no way to provoke the conflict between him and those people." ”

"I think he just wants to die!" Jing Yihong's eyes revealed a strong killing intent.

Ruan Qianya sighed lightly, she knew that no matter what Jing Chen did, according to the virtue of the old man of the Jing family, there must be a way to help him exonerate.

So she persuaded softly: "He is your brother after all." ”

Jing Yihong didn't speak, but gently grabbed Ruan Qianya's hand, only these thin and boneless hands could calm his mood.

Ruan Qianya told Jing Yihong in detail about the situation she encountered yesterday, including the help extended to him by the person named Nail.

Jing Yihong's heart is simply changing, from the distress, worry and calm appreciation of Ruan Qianya at the beginning, and finally it turned into an inexplicable vinegar for the "nail" she had never met.

Jing Yihong said lightly: "According to your description, these people should be professional, so why would this nail violate his professional ethics to help you?" ”

Although the tone of this sentence was nothing special, and it was just a normal question, Ruan Qianya clearly tasted vinegar from it.

Ruan Qianya deliberately avoided the important and said lightly: "Because he is also not satisfied with Jingchen calling them around, and scolding them for being just his dogs." ”

"It's not just that he scolded him, why did he raise the pole first and resist?" Jing Yihong asked unceremoniously, and the vinegar in this sentence became stronger.

Ruan Qianya looked at him with a smile: "At this kind of life and death moment, you are also jealous, but he saved me." ”

"I can save you too." Jing Yihong lowered his voice, "When Jingchen connected the last call, we had almost located your location, do you know what I was thinking at the time?" ”

Ruan Qianya raised her head in confusion.

Jing Yihong said word by word: "If they dare to touch you, I will kill them one by one." ”

That special aura of him came out again.

There was obviously a thick chill around him, but he gently wrapped Ruan Qianya and protected her without malice.

This feeling seems to have a taste of being born to death, which makes Ruan Qianya feel inexplicably safe.

Ruan Qianya's heart was moved for a moment, and she reached out and grabbed Jing Yihong: "When I was negotiating with them, I always thought that if it were you, what would you say, I would always start from your point of view." ”

Jing Yihong was about to speak, when the text message ringtone on his mobile phone suddenly rang.

He casually swiped it away and glanced at it, it was sent to him by Shao Tianqi. The text message told him that Jingchen was ready to sell the Jingshi shares he owned at a low price.

Looking at it like this, he should be ready to run away!

As soon as he was about to reply to the message, Jing Zhiyong's phone called, and sure enough, the old man was coming to intercede with his precious son. 97 Chinese

Jing Yihong picked up the phone, and Jing Zhiyong opened his mouth with his head covered his face: "Jingchen kidnapped Ruan Qianya? ”

"What? What are you going to do to exonerate him? Jing Yihong sneered.

Jing Zhiyong's tone instantly became weak again: "Ahem, although he is really unforgivable in this matter, but after all, he is my son, and the ugliness of the family cannot be publicized, so in my opinion, there is no need to make a ...... of trouble."

Jing Yihong sneered and threw out a bombshell: "You may not know that your son forged an equity transfer document and is now planning to sell your shares at a low price. ”

As soon as Jing Yihong's words came out, it seemed that he had touched some seal, and Jing Zhiyong on the other end suddenly fell silent.

After a while, he slowly spoke, "Okay, what are your plans?" ”

Jing Yihong smiled sarcastically, even if he is his own son, he is just a victim if he walks in Vanity Fair.

In fact, Jing Yihong already had a plan in his heart, but he wanted to hand over the initiative to Jing Zhiyong, he wanted to see what Jing Zhiyong did with his little son.

He crossed his legs unhurriedly and said with a sneering smile: "This is your son, of course it is up to you to decide." ”

"Since the day you went to the hospital to look for me, I have already admitted defeat, but no matter what, he has bad intentions, and the Jing family can't fall into his hands......"

Jing Zhiyong coughed heavily, his throat and eyes were full of phlegm, and his voice sounded very uncomfortable, Ruan Qianya couldn't help frowning.

Noticing Ruan Qianya's expression, Jing Yihong didn't want to say anything more to him, and directly interrupted him and said, "I know, buy his shares." ”

"Ahem, yes, in this way, Jing's will really fall completely into your hands, let you dispose of it, you can let him make a comeback, or you can continue to grow your company."

Jing Zhiyong coughed heartbreakingly, and seemed to have knocked something down, "I'm useless, these things will be in your hands sooner or later, I just want to find a suitable person." ”

Jing Yihong laughed mockingly, didn't say anything more, and hung up the phone.

Ruan Qianya heard the content of the phone clearly, and she sat up straight: "You want to buy the shares in Jingchen's hands?" ”

Jing Yihong helped her raise the bed so that she could sit more comfortably, and nodded slightly.

"But, didn't you say you didn't want Jing's?" Ruan Qianya grabbed Jing Yihong's sleeve, "I don't want to interfere with your opinion, but you said that Jing's money is not clean, and you are not rare!" ”

In fact, regarding Jing Yihong's business, unless it is related to himself, or he takes the initiative to find himself, Ruan Qianya will never interfere.

This is the freedom she gave Jing Yihong, and it is also her cultivation.

When she said the last sentence, Ruan Qianya suddenly felt that she had gone too far, no matter what, the matter had reached this point, which was already a foregone conclusion.

Just when he was annoyed, suddenly Jing Yihong gently stretched out his hand, gently pinned her hair behind his ear, touched the slightly swollen fingerprints on his face, and looked at her with gentle eyes: "Well, you say." ”

Originally, Ruan Qianya was a little embarrassed, but when Jing Yihong looked at her like this, her face turned even red: "I just said what I thought." ”

Jing Yihong nodded softly and said, "The reason why I did this was just to defeat Fang Yaping and Jing Chen, as for getting Jing's family, I won't move, and I'm not rare." What to eat? ”

At the mention of food, Ruan Qianya suddenly came to life, and she sat up straight suddenly: "Fill soup dumplings!" Hiss-"