After being read, the fake daughter became the group's favorite

"Be more restrained, or dad will see you."

Jing Zeqian didn't care. He just saw it and his father didn't have time to take care of him at the moment.

Thinking of Lin Ruiqing's look just now, Jing Zeqian moved closer to his brother, his eyes full of gossip.

"Brother, guess how long it will take Dad to coax Mom this time?"

This is a must-have entertainment activity for him and Jing Zeyou. Every time Jing Beicheng makes Lin Ruiqing angry, they will guess behind their backs how much time their father will need this time.

Jing Zeyou raised his eyes and glanced at him. He was almost thirty years old, why was he still behaving so childishly?

"One hour."

Don’t refuse the money that is given to you.

Jing Zeqian did not agree with this answer. An hour was too long for his father. It was obviously a waste of the experience he had accumulated over the years.

His narrow eyes were filled with evil, his thin lips were slightly curled, and he stretched out two fingers towards Jing Zeyou.

"Half an hour, twenty thousand."

Mom's expression today doesn't seem so bad. With Dad's skills, it can be done in half an hour.

Jing Zeyou raised an eyebrow and said a bigger bargaining chip.

"Twenty thousand? That's too little. I'm more interested in the share of the movie you invested in last time."

Jing Zeqian widened his eyes and stood up abruptly, no longer as leisurely as before.

"Brother, you are too cruel!"

In the past, this was just a little game between the two brothers, so the amount proposed was not large, but this time Jing Zeyou obviously wanted him to remember it.

"Don't play?"

"...Play! Then I want the share of Hengjing's last software development!" Who is afraid of who? Let's see who plays harder!

Jing Zeyou shrugged indifferently, not caring what his brother wanted, because he would definitely win anyway.

Anyway, he was confident that his father and the others would not come down for this hour.

On the second floor, Jing Beicheng followed Lin Ruiqing into the room.

Lin Ruiqing sat on the sofa with an expressionless look on his face.

Jing Beicheng slowly walked to her side and prepared to sit down, and the person next to him immediately moved aside.

It seems that he is extremely angry.

Jing Beicheng cleared his cough and was thinking about how to wake him up.

"Why did you talk about the party in front of Xiao Yi?"

Lin Ruiqing couldn't help but question her. He could obviously talk to her slowly about this matter, but there was no need to give Xiao Yi such a warning on the first day she came home.

What really made her angry was that her husband treated a girl in her twenties in such a way.

Even if it was for his own daughter.

Jing Beicheng sighed, then moved closer to Lin Ruiqing, holding her hand tightly to prevent her from hiding aside.

"The banquet is a done deal, why not say it sooner rather than later..."

Seeing that he was still trying to fool him, Lin Ruiqing glared at him with an angry look, and Jing Beicheng stopped talking.

"Okay, to be honest, I do want Jing Yi to understand something first."

For example, Jing Zejun should have more. Although it is cruel, Jing Beicheng has to do it. Maybe now they know that Jing Yi is not a bad person, but on the contrary has a very pure mind.

But he couldn't guarantee that her innocent heart would not change over time and would not affect Jingze Jun.

Since he was a child, he has seen too many relatives turning against each other for fame and fortune, not to mention that they are not even relatives.

Lin Ruiqing was a little annoyed, "You can talk slowly, there's no need to treat her like this right after bringing her back..."

"Rui Qing, the longer you wait, the harder it will be to speak. You have to speak anyway, so what's the harm in speaking earlier?"

Lin Ruiqing opened his mouth to say something in rebuttal, but when he saw Jing Beicheng's serious expression, he stopped talking.

She knew that what Jing Beicheng said was right and was all for her and Jing Zejun's sake.

She just, just felt a little more complicated.

I don’t know whether I should be glad that Jing Yi was broad-minded and didn’t think about the deeper meaning of Jing Beicheng’s words.

Or should I feel guilty about my selfishness...

"Don't worry, I don't really want to embarrass her. I just want to nip some unnecessary trouble in the bud."

Perhaps because he has been in a high position for many years, Jing Beicheng's way of dealing with problems has become much simpler and more straightforward. He hopes to achieve the same thing in a more efficient way.

Lin Ruiqing sighed, feeling even more depressed.

At this time, Jing Beicheng also felt a little regretful that he did not take his wife's feelings into consideration.

Although she didn't say it, Jing Beicheng knew that his wife had always felt guilty about the child.

But in his opinion, they didn't owe Jingyi anything. Her mother adopted her from the orphanage and gave her a wealthy life and love, and they would continue to take care of her as long as she didn't change.

Jing Beicheng put his arm around Lin Ruiqing's shoulders, let her lean on him, slowly calmed down, and continued to explain in a low voice.

The atmosphere upstairs gradually became better, but downstairs it was particularly depressing. Of course, only Jing Zeqian was depressed.

As time passed, Jing Beicheng and his wife had not come downstairs yet, and Jing Zeqian's heart sank little by little.

The extra money he had worked so hard to earn was about to be handed over to his brother.

During this half hour, Jing Zeqian's state changed from lying on the sofa confidently and leisurely, to looking downstairs from time to time with a little anxiety, and then to collapsing on the sofa as if his dream was shattered.

Jing Zeyou raised his hand nonchalantly to look at his watch, then shifted his gaze to Jing Zeqian, who was slumped on the sofa with a look of despair on his face.

"It'll be an hour in five minutes."

"Then if it exceeds the one hour I said, our game will be void!"

Jing Zeqian suddenly sat up, his eyes wide open, his eyes still flashing with ecstasy, as if he felt that his extra money had not yet left his pocket.

Jing Zeqian did not comment and waited quietly for a few minutes, then he heard the footsteps of Jing Beicheng and his wife.

He curled the corners of his mouth slightly, tapped his watch, and raised his eyebrows to look at Jing Zeqian, who was once again feeling hopeless.

"The money will be deposited into my account."

Then he leaned lazily on the back of the chair, looking relaxed.

It was in stark contrast to Jing Zeqian who was sitting on the sofa next to him.

When Lin Ruiqing went downstairs, he saw the two brothers in this state and felt confused.

"Xiaoqian, what's wrong with you?"

His head was leaning on the sofa, shaking slightly, and he was in a very low mood.

"Mom, I'm fine. I just suddenly realized that the greatest disappointment in life is that you think you are going to succeed, but end up falling into a deeper cliff."

Jing Beicheng was also confused, wondering what this kid was talking about.

Lin Ruiqing thought that something serious had happened to his youngest son and was about to go up and ask.

Jing Zeyou lowered his head and smiled silently, and the smile on the corners of his mouth spread.

"Don't worry about him, mom. He's fine."

Since the eldest son said he was fine, it shouldn't be a big deal.

Lin Ruiqing ignored Jing Zeqian's melancholy and took Jing Beicheng to see the two girls who had not returned from their outing.