Good Morning, Mr. President!

Speaking of which, Jing Yu paused for a moment. Thinking of that man, the position of the heart was faintly painful.

After a while, she muffled, "If not Mr. Yu had asked a bodyguard to protect me all the time, maybe you can't see me now. And Jing Rong ... Jing Rong's accident was also his rescue."

She looked at her father, "Since he needs this thing, you give it to me, and let me give it to him, even if I return his kindness, okay? From then on, I and him ... truly owe each other. . "

The last sentence was dull and light. Blow gently in the cold wind, as if broken.

Jing Yanchen didn't speak immediately, just looked at his daughter with heavy eyes.

Jing Yu seemed to be extremely tired, lying weakly on his father's legs, and said sadly: "Dad, I'm tired, and now I want to take you and Jing Rong home. The three of us have a good life. He said, As long as you are willing to cooperate ... he will let me, let you go. You give me the key and let me end it all, okay? "

Jing Yanchen's wiry hands gently covered her daughter's head, and her fingers were lovingly stroked. After a while, ‘hmm’ said, “I'll leave it to you ... whatever you want to do.”

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the other side.

Jing Rong and Wen Yanzhi were eating breakfast at the same table. Obviously, Jing Rong was still awkward about what happened yesterday. He always only ate in silence, and he was unwilling to raise his head.

This atmosphere was unbearable for Master Wen Da. After drinking the porridge, he finally took the lead and asked, "Where are you going today?"

"..." Jing Rong didn't answer as if he didn't hear it.

Wen Yanzhi's patience continued to ask: "I'm dating you today, the girl you like?"

"..." Jing Rong continued to drink soup.

Even kicking two iron plates, Wen Yan's face could not be hung up. With a cold face, he went directly to Jing Rong and took the spoon in his hand and threw it on the table.

He glared at Jing Rong, but before he spoke, Jing Rong had returned coldly: "This is my personal matter, it has nothing to do with you."

by!

Wen Yan's face became harder and harder to look at, "Jing Rong, don't give me such arrogance! Why it doesn't matter to me? I have to protect your safety, naturally you need to know who you are meeting with! Give me a little shit, hurry up and say, you Who are you going to meet? If you are clear, you will go, and if you are not clear, you will leave me at home and stay at home. Don't want to leave anywhere! "

At the end, he added arrogantly: "Master Ben is not allowed!"

Speaking of this, Jing Rong was right, and looked at Wen Yanzhi seriously, "Exactly, this is what I want to tell you."

Wen Yanzhi frowned, sincerely disliked his eyes.

He asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to say?"

"I've been bothering you during this time. Now that my body is slowly improving, I don't think I should trouble you any more."

Wen Yan's face became much colder. His teeth were tense, "You did get me a lot of trouble! Even if you know something!"

There was a slight embarrassment on Jing Rong's face. The next moment, it seemed a lot easier, "So, from today on, I can't stop you."

Wen Yanzhi sneered with his hands around his chest, and said sarcastically, "Why, the girlfriend at home is rich enough to support you? Or, is it going to bother your sister?"

Every word in his words was harsh. However, what was said was the truth that Jing Rong could not refute.

His thin lips were clenched, and he could not bear the dissatisfaction. His thin back was stubbornly straight, and he said coolly, "This is my business, it has nothing to do with you."

It's okay to go to him!

As if he was more willing to control him!

The young man was so ruthless, trying to leave a clear relationship with him, annoyed Wen Yanzhi, "Don't think I want to keep you here more-I take care of you because your brother-in-law doesn't want to see your sister sad for you You do n’t have to hurry to go now. I heard that your sister and your brother-in-law have been in a horrible situation recently. As long as your brother-in-law does n’t care about your sister ’s affairs, I ’m too lazy to care about you again. By then, where do you like to go go with!"

Wen Yanzhi said, no longer looking at Jing Rong, only to give him a cold back.

Jing Rong looked at the back, his eyes were extremely complicated.

Outside, there was a roar of cars. His sports car disappeared outside the villa like the wind.

Jing Rong sighed heavily, with a lot of thoughts.

However, he just said, has your sister and that person been in conflict recently?

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Jing Rong invited classmates to see the exhibition together. The car was parked at the entrance of the exhibition hall, and the bodyguards helped him to a wheelchair.

"Jing Rong." The female student in a refreshing school uniform called her not far away carrying her schoolbag.

Jing Rong smiled at her, "It's been a long time."

The other person looked at Jing Rong's legs with pity, and said pitifully, "I thought you were just sick, but I didn't expect ..."

"It's just a small matter, I'm used to it now." Jing Rong smiled slightly. "Let's go ahead, or we won't have time."

"Okay, I'll push you in."

The girl pushed the teenager into the exhibition hall. The two whispered, and occasionally the teenager raised his head in response to the girl. The two looked at each other and smiled. They looked not only well matched, but also full of tenderness and vitality.

Wen Yanzhi sat in the car not far away and looked at the scene deeply, only feeling that his chest was breathless like a huge stone.

He had to find some fun to vent, or he would have to suffocate.

He took out his cell phone and dialed out a string number.

The phone was connected, and without waiting to say anything, Wen Yanzhi took the lead to say: "I just have a free time today, please make an appointment, I will wait for you at the convention center."

A happy response over there, Wen Yanzhi hung up the phone.

Annoyingly threw the phone at the co-pilot and calmed down, only to find that this was particularly ridiculous, childish and boring. When did he do such an idiot before? Good now! It was all because of this kid that he became a complete idiot!

Wen Yan's anxiety froze down the steering wheel.

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Jing Rong was watching the painting exhibition intently. The painting passed through his eyes and his heart was mixed.

I don't know when, he can pick up the paintbrush again to build these lively pictures.

"Well, it's him!" Suddenly, the female classmate around whispered.

Jing Rong heard the sound and looked away from the painting. I listened to the female classmate asking: "Jing Rong, look, is he the gentleman who modeled for us last time? I remember you guys have a chat.

Jing Rong had a bad hunch.

Looking at the girl's line of sight, as expected, I saw the most familiar figure standing under a painting.

He is long, with his hands in his pockets, and seems to be very focused on painting.

Jing Rong frowned.

Is he following himself?