Chapter 337: I certainly hate you (2)

Moran hurriedly ran to Jing Yiran, hugged him with distress, and angered at Jing Yichen: "Achen, how are you going, how can you beat your brother! Are you going to kill him before you are willing?"
Jing Yichen stood there and the whole figure was like a beautiful sculpture. His face was cold and still, and he said: "It is his own death, but he can't die. I have promised my dad that he will let him live."
Moran cried and cried: "Open your mouth and let him die. If you hate, then hate me. I am the one who left Aran! What is wrong with him? Let you be so bullied! What are your grievances? Just rushing to my wife, I can't live for a few years anyway, you scatter your anger on me, and don't call Aran again in the future!"
Jing Yichen originally turned to go, heard her words, and took back the steps.
His fingers slammed tightly together, and the calmness on his face disappeared. Instead, it was a rare sigh: "Hate you? I certainly hate you!"
He looked at Moran with his cold eyes as if he was not his grandmother, but his enemies.
"Jing Yiran is nothing wrong, but I have to step on my soles!" Jing Yichen’s voice was cold and cold, and if it was said, it was like a knife, and it was inserted into the heart of Moran. He is not wrong, then my mother has something wrong, to lose his life at the age of twenty-eight!"
"One person's life, you pay me!" Jing Yichen reached out to Moran, and screamed in a word: "Compensation - give - me!"
In the living room, for a long time, echoing the deafening sound of Jing Yichen, paying me to pay for me...
He looked at Moran's whitish face, his face showing indifference and ridicule: "Why, can't afford it, is it? Is my mother dead, she doesn't have anything wrong, but she has to accept another woman for no reason." Give a beloved man a child, why not, she can't live? Why, she clearly has a good son!"
"I didn't have a mother when I was three years old. It was so happy! I don't know how to call a mother, what a feeling, really happy!"
Moran has never seen such Jing Yichen.
He has always been indifferent, cold, but not as cruel and angry as he is now, at least not for her.
He is alienated, but never respects her elder.
She was somewhat flustered: "Zhang Rong is dead, she has paid the price, and Aran is innocent!"
Jing Yichen suddenly laughed, but there was no smile in his laughter. Some were just ridicule and cold, and Molan was in the cold.
Laughing enough, Jing Yichen was cold and cold: "Yes, she is dead, it is too easy to die! It is thirty years late for death! I have made such a vicious woman live for so many years, it is really kind. I don't know who let her get rid of it in advance, find this person, I must let him taste the taste of life is not dead! I did not let the dead, who dares to die!"
"What mistakes do you make, my mother has been for you! Because of all of you living alive, she lives alone in the grave, with those ghosts! Is she damn? No, she is too Kindness! Seeing a woman with a big belly on the door, why not just kill it directly!"
Jing Yichen stared at Moran with a red eye. She did not regard her as her elder. She smiled and said: "You are really selfish and ridiculous. I want to let Jingjia open the leaves, what do you do from my dad? What are you doing? Don't let my grandfather have more women, let him have more sons!"
In his words, one sentence is more than one sentence, and Moran can't even say a rebuttal.
She was holding Jing Yiran, and the whole person was shaking slightly, and her face was pale as paper.
Jing Yichen did not see it. His tone was cold and knife-like, and he was unceremoniously cut on Moran's body: "How, as you wish, I will scatter the gas on you, happy? Satisfied? Do you think that I am your grandson, I dare not marry you? Sorry, I regard family as a dung, there is nothing to be a conscious of the younger generation, because since the age of three, no one has taught me how to honor the elders. !"
"Why do I call your most loved grandson today, do you know? Because he wants to grab my things and grab my Jingsheng, you better re-teach him and tell him that everything in Jingjia is me alone. Want to get involved? Dreaming! He doesn't deserve it!"
When he finished, he ignored Moran’s faltering look and left his long legs.
Out of the villa, got on the bus, Jing Yichen has calmed down.
His self-control has always been very good. Today, if Moran’s words touched his mother, he would not be angry.
If he can make his mother die and resurrect, he is willing to change everything. He can not be a family, not a heir, and not a grandson.
As long as the mother can live.
However, all this is impossible.
Moran’s mistakes were irreparable, and he could not convince himself to give her a good face.
She will always be indiscriminate and biased towards Jing Yiran. It doesn't matter. The eccentricity is eccentric. He doesn't need Moran's concern.
He came to Jingjia today, only to warn Jing Yiran, because his hand stretched too long, because he was associated with outsiders, and had nothing to do with the old grievances.
This afternoon, Ji Bo suddenly called and asked Jing Yiran to represent Jingsheng to conduct business cooperation with Ji's Group. Only by letting Jing Yiran and Shangguan Ning jointly manage the financial business, he can rest assured that the financial team will continue to stay. Jingsheng can only carry out deeper cooperation.
He is very clear that this is definitely Jing Yiran deliberately sent Jing Sheng to Jijiakou.
Jing Yichen sneer, Ji Bo, your appetite, it is too big, not afraid to kill yourself!
Cooperation?
Oh, Jingjia is more than me alone, but only I have the final say! And you are a family, but you are not alone!
Jing Yiran has already caused trouble to Jingjia because of Shen Lingbing. Now he still wants to reach out to Jingsheng, but the days are too smooth.
And Ji Bo, actually still dare to speculate on Shangguan Ning, he is too long.
Jing Yichen drove the car and returned to his home.
Seeing that Shangguan Ning was busy in the mist of the kitchen, the indifference on his face gradually dissipated, and his look gradually became gentle.
Shangguan Ning turned to see him, smiled and greeted him, and took a spoonful of sea cucumber soup he had just made and sent it to his lips: "Try it? I just learned with Du Shu!"
She smiled brightly and looked smug, making Jing Yichen's heart soft.
He drank the soup and smiled and said: "Very good, Shangguan chef."