No matter how the sky changes outside, the small bridge and flowing water in Qingshan Curie are the same as in the past, but a younger and more beautiful girl plays the guzheng.

Jing Zeheng took a piece of beef and put it on the plate opposite, and warned, "Little cub, if you don't concentrate on eating, I'll sit down and feed you."

Shen Fanyin's face flushed for a moment: "Brother, are you trying to tell me in this way that the injury on your wrist has completely healed?"

"Eat." Jing Zeheng said, "Then something won't keep you in mind."

Shen Fanyin ate the beef, but couldn't help but look at him again: "Brother, don't you think it's strange? Such an obvious thing can be poured dirty water on the shallow body, why don't the other party use it?"

Looking at her big confused eyes, Jing Zeheng knew that she would not be able to eat if she didn't figure it out today.

He asked rhetorically, "Are you so sure that the beating person was aimed at Yang Qian?"

"No," Shen Fanyin shook his head neatly, "But I'm sure that even if it's really a coincidence, those executives of the Yang clan won't be able to miss such an opportunity, even if it's temporary, they will inevitably bite off a piece of flesh on Qianqian's body."

Jing Zeheng suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Ming'er, I have to wrap a red envelope for Wu Ye," Jing Zeheng looked at her with a low smile, "I have to teach my child well, I have to give a gift to the teacher."

Jing Zeheng suddenly thought of the time when he was at home, when Shen Fanyin and Luo Ning, who had 10,000 followers, asked him how to run Weibo.

After a few months, the kid who knew almost nothing about public relations grew into a wrestling with a professional PR team.

The flush that had just faded on Shen Fanyin's face floated up again.

She glared at Jing Zeheng, looked around weakly, and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense, it's still outside."

"If it doesn't work outside, I'll go home and say." Jing Zeheng smiled like an old fox who just wanted to open meat, "Mom and Dad, they won't be back in ten days and a half, I have a lot of time to talk slowly."

Shen Fanyin instantly smelled the smell of conspiracy: "Didn't they just go to Xingquan Temple to make incense? How could it take so long?"

"Guess?"

「……」

Haicheng.

In the hotel, Yan Ya and Shen Xin looked at their husbands who looked like dogs, and wondered, "You two want to go out?"

Jinghui nodded: "Well, before leaving, Ah Heng said that there is a good project here, you can talk about it."

Jing Yao also smiled and said, "Don't worry, we will come back as soon as possible and accompany you to Xingquan Temple tomorrow morning."

Yan Ya pursed her lips: "Yes, you guys are busy, I'll go with Xinxin, don't delay the business."

Jing Hui and Jing Yao were noncommittal, and without much explanation, they said hello and left the hotel.

After getting in the car, Jing Yao became serious: "Big brother, I'm still a little worried about the Chen family going to find Yinyin, they don't dare to touch Ah Heng, but my daughter is delicate and soft, what should I do if I am scared and crying?"

Jinghui glanced at his younger brother, very disgusted: "Didn't Wang Mao say it, Yinyin took a sack and went out."

"That's why I'm worried! If it hurts your hand, you can't cry so loudly?"

Jinghui: "Just tell me what you want to do."

"You should be able to do this yourself, right? Why don't I go back first?"

"If I could do it myself, I'd have to go with you! Xu Jin is your old classmate and not mine, I know you well in the realm of Haicheng?"

"Ugh...... Big brother, I just think that when people reach middle age, nothing is more important than family, and my wife and daughter all need my comfort and protection."

Jinghui was silent.

He doesn't have a daughter, and he doesn't want to speak.

Jing Yao looked at Jing Hui with shining eyes and said, "So this kind of thing should be handed over to a young man like Ah Heng! He is neither married nor has a daughter, so it's a pity that he doesn't come out to run his career."

Jinghui thumped his waist: "Shut up, I'm still waiting to hug my granddaughter, let this rabbit cub be idle and coax his daughter-in-law!"

"Ah Qiu—Ah Qiu—"

In the theater at home, Shen Fanyin covered her mouth and sneezed quietly.

Jing Zeheng took the blanket on the side and put it on her lap, and asked softly, "The air conditioner is too cold?"

"No, I guess someone is talking about me." Shen Fanyin sniffed, her voice soft.

She took a sip of Coke, looked at the screen, hesitated for a moment, and then asked softly, "Brother, did you lock the door?"

Jing Zeheng glanced at the door and replied, "It's locked."

It is impossible to lock the lock, which will only make people suspicious.

But even if the door is not locked, it is impossible for anyone to come in and disturb it, which Jing Zeheng is very relieved about.

But it is absolutely impossible to tell Shen Fanyin about not locking the door, otherwise there may be no at all.

Without waiting for Jing Zeheng to raise his arm to take the beautiful woman into his arms, Shen Fanyin's little head gently rested on his shoulder.

Jing Zeheng lowered his eyes to look at her and asked in a low voice, "Tired?"

"Hmm." Shen Fanyin nodded, "A little sleepy."

"Go back to sleep, then?"

"Can't sleep."

Shen Fanyin turned his head to look at him and whispered, "Brother, there is something I have to confess to you."

In the dimly lit room, the wonderful dialogue in the movie also becomes the background sound.

Jing Zeheng looked into her eyes, looking at his own reflection in her eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"I'll tell you......

Jiang Ling Clubhouse.

There were only three people in the large private room.

The food on the table was exquisite, but only the people in the main seat were eating slowly.

When she finally put down her chopsticks, Li Yulan spoke: "Xiao Li, do you mean what you mean by this, or does Brother Chen mean it?"

Chen Li wiped the corners of his mouth and slowly raised a smile: "You are my in-law, and you usually take more care of my sister-in-law, how can my father watch outsiders bully you?" This is not only a matter for the Li family, but also about the face of the Chen family."

Li Yulan frowned, still suspicious of this matter in her heart.

Chen Li took a sip of champagne and continued, "I know that you have paid a lot for the Lingyu brand over the years, so you naturally have feelings. You have made great contributions to Ling Yu and the Yang family, but since Yang Qian doesn't care about her feelings, then there is no need to be polite to her, at this time, being independent is the best way."

Li Yulan still frowned tightly and didn't answer.

The corners of Chen Li's mouth slowly hooked: "If you respond to this, the Chen family can immediately give you a five-story office building in Haicheng High-tech Park, and will also build a new factory, introduce the best equipment, and arrange the best team and sales team for you, I can let you win the Yang family with one brand." But if you don't......"

"I think you've found a way out, and I'll bless you."

Li Yulan's breathing was a little shorter. In terms of seniority, she naturally doesn't have to be afraid of Chen Li, but she always likes to run to her eldest brother's house, and she has listened to Chen Li's operations over the years.

She knew that even if she didn't agree to Chen Li, the other party wouldn't kill her.

It will only make her worse than dead.

But although Chen Li said beautifully, giving money and giving people, she Li Yulan is not a fool, when Ling Yu really becomes independent from the Yang family, after the Chen family takes over, where will she have a place!

She can still pinch Yang Qian now, and at that time, Chen Li will let her be presumptuous?

If you don't agree, life is better than death; I promised, I won't be able to live in the future.

Li Yulan closed her eyes, and suddenly had a conjecture in her heart-

Her beating today, shouldn't it be Chen Li's handiwork?