beautiful boss

Jing Jing looked at Jing Ao like a ghost, was Jing Ao affirming himself just now?Is the person sitting here really the real Jing Ao?

"What's the matter, can't you praise you?" Jing Ao stood up, walked to Jing, raised his hand for a long time, and then landed on Jing's head, and said with a sigh: "We have grown up, we should be sensible ,younger brother."

The weight on his head made Jing a little uncomfortable, and he tilted his head to avoid Jing Ao's hand.

"Yes, I have grown up, so don't touch my head casually." What kind of words are you talking about, does Jing Jing know that she has grown up?

If he was still a child, he could break into Chen Lan's arms unscrupulously, crying and acting like a baby to seek attention, and he could also refuse his request to take over the company in front of Jing Zhongxun without thinking. Change.

At least, he will not be depressed like he is now. As an adult, he is the first to learn to put away all his negative emotions in front of others.

The scenery is annoying, not only annoying, he also thinks that Jing Ao has no right to tell him what to do, especially in this regard.

"What's more, at least I don't look like someone who threw away the burden on me and ran to the ends of the earth. People can't find it. Tell me, who hasn't grown up?"

"You are still very hostile to me, aren't you?" Jing Ao withdrew his hand, a flash of loneliness flashed across his face, but it was a pity that Jing Ao didn't pay attention at all.

"It's not hostility, it's because I don't know you well, so hostility is too much." Jing Jing also stood up.

In front of the masculine Jing Ao, who was exposed to the wind and the sun, the short Jing Ao looked extremely petite. He had to raise his head vigorously if he wanted to look directly at Jing Ao.

But even if he's short, Jing Jing doesn't want to lose his momentum. He stares at Jing Ao with dark eyes, like a cub resolutely defending his own territory. From Jing Ao's perspective, he can only see the little fluff on Jing Ao's bluff. .

"Jingjing, can we have a good talk, I know you have a lot of complaints about me, but—"

"No, if it's about taking over the company, then I don't have any complaints against you, because my surname is Jing, and I should do these things for Jinghe." Jing pursed his lips, "Although I don't want to take over, it's up to me to do it." Things, I will do it even if I grit my teeth."

Jing Ao’s anger and reluctance was to act as Jing Ao’s stand-in. They both had the same inheritance rights, so why did he only pick up what Jing Ao didn’t want and the rest?

It's not fair, no one is willing to be a backup and a backup, who doesn't want to be the one and only one who stands out at a glance?

Jing Ao understood clearly, "There is no complaint about this matter, but there are complaints about the previous matter, right?"

"The previous thing, which one are you talking about?"

There are too many, and Jing Jing doesn't want to count how much his parents' attention has been removed from him since he went abroad. It seems that his and Jing Ao's identities have been switched.

Jing Ao, who used to be raised at his grandmother's house, became Chen Lan and Jing Zhongxun's smartest son overnight, and Jing Ao, who was sent abroad at a young age, had to learn to grow up alone.

He also grew up held in the palm of Chen Lan in the past. He was Jing Zhongxun's heart that Jing Zhongxun would hold in his arms after work, but when he went abroad with him, everything changed.

The difference in treatment brought about by the earth-shaking changes is so many that the scene can't remember clearly, so the scene can't remember exactly when the relationship between him and Jing Ao started.

In short, it has a long history.

"Son, what are you doing?" Chen Lan walked from the kitchen, heard the sound of arguing from a distance, and saw the elder son and the younger son standing together and staring at each other, her heart beat tightly, "Are you guys going to fight? ?”

"No, Mom, you're thinking too much." Jing Ao was the first to react, and retreated to his original seat.

Jing Jing also sat down again, shaking his head, "There is no fight." He still has self-knowledge, how can he beat Jing Ao in a fight.

Knowing that her two sons were not in harmony, Chen Lan was a little worried, so she could only look at Jing Jing and said, "Jing Jing, it's the first day my brother comes back, please be generous, okay?"

Perhaps Chen Lan didn't feel that her words were biased, she was trying to persuade two conflicting children from the standpoint of a mother.

But from Jing Jing's ears, these words seem to scold him and favor Jing Ao.

Jing Ao is the one who speaks badly, and Jing Ao is the one who comes over to raise his hand to flirt. Why is it that he needs to be sensible?

"Mom, what did I do?" Jing Jing didn't understand, did he rush up and punch Jing Ao?Did he say anything too exaggerated to actively cause disputes?

Chen Lan paused, she just subconsciously told Jingjing, perhaps because her eldest son hadn't come back for a long time, when she was choosing a partner, she subconsciously chose Jingjing who had been by her side for the past two years.

"I'm not saying you—"

"Mom, Jing Jing and I really didn't quarrel. Aren't you still cooking soup? Haven't you gone to see it for so long?" Jing Ao said.

"Ah, yes, and soup." Chen Lan glanced at the youngest son apologetically, and left on the steps passed by the eldest son.

Jing Jing knew that he shouldn't lose his temper with his mother, and he didn't want to stay in the same room with Jing Ao right now, so he got up and went upstairs to his bedroom.

Jing Ao looked at his back and muttered to himself, "It's still the same as when I was a child." Not wanting to talk to himself, he ran back to the bedroom and closed the door.

Jing Jing was called downstairs by the servant because Jing Zhongxun came back.

Jing Zhongxun, who threatened to break Jing Ao's legs, didn't do anything. When he saw Jing Ao, he smiled and squinted his eyes, "You still know to come back! If you don't come back, I will drive you out of the house!"

The words are not pleasant, but the tone is happy indulgence and indulgence, and the scenery can be heard from a distance.

When he walked into the living room, Jing Zhongxun noticed him, "Why didn't you talk to your brother more, and ran upstairs again? Are you still a child?"

Jing Jing, who had been heavy in his heart since just now, didn't say a word to this, just found a sofa and sat down, he didn't have a good rest last night, and now he just wants to sleep, and stay away from these troubles.

"You don't know how to care about your brother? I haven't seen you for so many years, don't you think about it at all? Huh, I thought you dreamed that your brother would come back soon, so that you could retire from the company." Jing Zhong Xun said to himself,

"Dad, Jing Jing manages the company well, better than me. If it was me, I might not be able to do so well." Jing Ao said.

Jing Jing didn't know what kind of person Jing Ao was pretending to be here. He was used to Jing Zhongxun's tone of voice, but today, because there was an extra Jing Ao in front of him, these words seemed to become sharper.

He had a bad complexion, pursed his lips and said nothing, but Jing Zhongxun refused to let him go.

"What, do you think you only rely on him? Do you know Qin Yi? He is in control of the company, or it would be over." Jing Zhongxun shook his head, "You also know Qin Yi when you are free, that is a Smart boy."

It seems that the only way to stop is to reduce the scenery to nothing.

"Let's eat, don't talk about it, my son finally came home, and you still have to train someone for a reunion dinner?" Chen Lan hurriedly stood up and called the father and son to eat, "Hurry up and go to the restaurant."

Jing Zhongxun put his arms around the elder son's shoulders, and they went to the restaurant together. The scene was at the end. Jing Ao looked back a few times, but Jing Zhongxun really pulled him too tightly, and he couldn't call the scene. to the side.

No one seemed to care about the scenery during this meal. Jing Zhongxun never cared about the scenery, and Chen Lan was immersed in the joy of his eldest son returning home. The two of them surrounded Jing Ao to ask for warmth.

Jing Jing had a bad appetite, so he put down his chopsticks after drinking some soup, and said, "Mom, I'm going home first, and I have to go to work tomorrow."

Here, he feels more and more that he is the redundant one, so he might as well go back to his little nest.

"It's so late, why don't you stay here tonight? Let the driver take you to work tomorrow?"

"No, it's not very late, I'll just call a car."

"Your mother told you to stay here. You don't have so many words. Besides, how can you be so anxious to go to work? Are you still using this as an excuse?" Jing Zhongxun frowned and put down his chopsticks. There is a conflict between Jing Ao.

In his eyes, Jing Jing was spoiled by them, playing petty temper with Qin Yi and his own brother.

"Your brother finally came back, so you can't have a good family reunion, do you have to do something that spoils the scenery?"

Jing Jing didn't want to refute at all, anyway, in Jing Zhongxun's eyes, he and Jing Ao were obviously different, and he didn't do anything right.

"Lao Jing, why are you talking to your son?" Chen Lan was in a hurry, "Didn't you just say, why don't you have a good meal tonight? Why do you always talk about Xiao Jing?"

Jing Zhongxun blew his beard and stared, "You still protect him? He is spoiled by you all, and he doesn't even know how to respect his elder brother. You see, he treats Qin Yi the same way? Jing, can you respect him?" People around you?"

Jing Jing's eyes were sour, he felt as if he was about to cry out in embarrassment, and he was worthless at the age of 25, who else but him?

"Dad, it's all right. Jing Jing has a good temper. He looks very tired today. Let him go back first. I'll drive him back." Jing Ao also stood up to smooth things over.

"No need, eat well, I've ordered the car." Jing Jing suddenly stood up, turned around and walked out.

He was afraid that if he walked slowly for a moment, he would hear some harsh words.

Chen Lan chased after her, but Jing Jing didn't dare to turn her head. She even forgot to take her briefcase, grabbed her cell phone and left the house.

"This child——" Chen Lan wasted no time, and looked back at the pendulum clock that fell, "It's so late, can there really be a car outside?"

"Mom, go back to eat, Dad is still waiting." Jing Ao also came out, "If you are worried, I will go out and have a look."

"But your brother—"

"Don't worry, we won't fight."