Nangong Jing sat on the sofa in the living room, reading today's newspaper, a pure white shirt, without a trace of wrinkles, and sculpted facial features, like the most perfect work of God.

All over his body showed his princely and noble temperament, and he used the internal injury medicine given by Lang Changsheng, in addition to the internal injury, the bruises on the epidermis have disappeared

On the surface, like a normal person, of course, as long as he moves, his whole body still hurts, but he is not willing to wait, not for a day......

Jiang Heng and two bodyguards walked down from the upstairs with two suitcases, and reported while looking at the tablet:

"Young master, Jian Junxi's family did not board the plane, and the ticket was changed to half past one in the afternoon, should we leave now or also change it to the afternoon?"

Nangong Jing's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, put down the newspaper, and said with a faint expression: "Now ......"

After speaking, he stood up, picked up the coat on the sofa, put the coat on his wrist, and his movements were indescribably graceful, and he walked to the door with his slender legs.

As soon as he walked to the door, he met Ouyang Jingru who was coming towards him, he stopped, and the temperature around him was dropping at a visible speed.

"Jing'er, where are you going?" Ouyang Jingru had not yet walked in front of him, so she asked anxiously, and quickened her pace.

Led by Lang Changsheng, she invited many famous Chinese medicine practitioners to detoxify him, but he also blew everyone away, which made her not in a hurry.

"Where am I going? Still need to report to you? The color in Nangong Jing's eyes faded, and it was cold.

Ouyang Jingru's beautiful eyes suddenly burst into tears, and his cold words were like a sharp sword, piercing her heart fiercely.

A heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is Jing'er blaming her mother?" ”

Nangong Jing's dark eyes flashed with a touch of complexity, and a sadness emerged in his heart, he turned his head slightly, his thin lips were pursed, and he was silent.

"Mom does so much for you, how can you break Mom's heart like this...... Woowoo...... What is your dad like? It's not like you don't know.

I stay in his studio all day long, I don't care about anything, I'm working inside and outside the house, your third uncle is very kind on the surface, but he has been focusing on cultivating Xiao Yu.

Although he is only ten years old now, he can have his IQ, and in a few years, he can still be on his own, and his mother is worried that if you don't succeed, you will lose control

That's why you do so much, you have to change people, you have to take back power, and mom didn't say anything, and she didn't do anything, didn't she? Why can't you think about it from your mother's point of view? Woowoo woo ......"

Ouyang Jingru said and spoke, the grievances in her heart could no longer be suppressed, tears were like beads off the thread, and they kept rolling down from her eyes.

Nangong Jing closed his eyes with an irritated expression, as if he was enduring something, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, his expression was indifferent and detached, and he said coldly:

"Mom, I'm an adult, I know what I do, I don't need you to monitor step by step, I'll tell you one last time, from now on, you don't have to worry about my business!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the airport, Ouyang Jingru blocked his way, extremely sad look, and said angrily: "Okay, you have grown up, your wings are stiff, I can do anything, there are only two things, you have to listen to me.

(End of chapter)