Play Nice

Chapter 269 269
The business leader picked it up, and it was a cotton candy.She held it in her hand and smiled.

Jing Zhao came out: "Let's go."

"Is it stamped?"

"Ah."

"let me see."

Jing Zhao gave her the booklet.

Shang Lingling turned to the first page, which contained the official seals of the two orphanages and a child's toy seal beside it.

"Why is there a little lion?"

"I covered it."

The little blue lion is covered next to the big red official seal, which is contrasting and out of place and cute.

Shang Lingling liked it very much, holding the booklet and looking at it again and again: "Why did you build me a little lion?"

Jing Zhao said, "Praise you."

Her eyes were bright and happy.Her elder brother Jingzhao is now not only a father, but also a teacher.

The car was parked outside the orphanage and had to walk for a while. There was no wind tonight, and the night was very quiet. Jing Zhao led the business leader along the uneven path.

"Would you blame me for not helping you?" Jing Zhao hoped that she would get those two chapters through herself, that she would gain something, and that she would not be in vain for her peace of mind.

"will not."

Business leaders know it.

"Jing Zhao," she pointed to the sky, her eyes as bright and beautiful as the moon, "Look, the moon."

Today is the [-]th day of the lunar calendar. The moon is very round, like a big, round jade plate.

Jing Zhao grabbed her hand and asked her to clench it back: "You can't point to the moon."

"why?"

"It will rot your ears," he said.

The older generation always said not to refer to the moon, Eunuch Moon would get angry and make children rotten their ears.

The business leader smiled and bent down: "You believe this, Jing Zhao, are you a three-year-old child?"

"I'm an adult." Jing Zhao put her hand pointing at the moon in his own, "but you're a child."

She is child.

Therefore, he has to be more astute and cautious, to make her happy, to make her worry-free, to make her always safe and relaxed, always sincere and pure.

The car has already driven far away, and the moonlight quietly spreads on the ground, the plain color flows like a fine brocade.

"Little fat."

The aunt who took care of the daily life shouted inside: "Little Fatty, come in quickly, it's time to go to bed."

Fatty replied, "Oh."

He limped into the house and asked his aunt, "Will that sister still come?"

Auntie is not sure: "Yes." She asked with a smile, "Does Xiaopang like that sister very much?"

Fatty shook his face: "No."

After a while, the child admitted in a dull voice, "Just a little."

In the dean's office, the dean stood up abruptly as soon as he hung up the phone.

Nursing worker Xiao Li asked, "What's the matter, Dean?"

The dean's eyes were full of joy, and his emotions were very excited: "Someone wants to support our orphanage for a long time."

The funds allocated by the state are limited, and many disabled children in the hospital cannot get good treatment. This donation is a relief.

"Who?"

"Chaoyang Group."

Chaoyang Group takes its name from Jing Zhao and Zhang Yang.

When Shang Ling led back home, he lay down on the sofa, unwilling to move.

Jing Zhao went to pour a glass of water over: "Tired?"

"Ah."

The body is tired, but the mind is surprisingly calm.

Jing Zhao pinched her arm in a very professional manner.

Shang Lingling felt as if her bones were open and her whole body was relaxed. She turned over, lay flat on her back, and put her pillow on Jing Zhao's lap: "Why don't you ask?"

After returning from Sanlong Island, Jing Zhao didn't ask anything, but simply accompanied her.

"what?"

"I'm going to see Hou Yonghui."

"I said, you can tell me or you don't have to tell me." Jing Zhao also guessed the same.

If she was crying, he would rather she not say it, and he would naturally have other ways to know.

Shang Lingling lay down and rubbed up, stretched out his arms and hugged Jing Zhao's waist, burying his head on his waist, in a very dependent and relaxed posture.He gave her enough time to buffer and digest, and she can talk about it calmly now.

"The mastermind of the kidnapping case was Shang Yude. He asked the kidnappers to designate my mother to pay the ransom. He wanted my mother to die in Vigaranka." She could guess more boldly, "Or, even with me."

Similar to what Jing Zhao guessed.

"But he didn't expect that it was Dad who paid the ransom." Shang Lingling even suspected that Dad's death was not the intention of the kidnappers.

"Has Hou Yonghui preserved the evidence?"

"No, Shang Yude is very cunning."

That's why she gave birth to those crazy ideas of using violence to overcome violence and paying blood for blood.

"Jing Zhao." She clutched at Jing Zhao's clothes, feeling helpless, "I know you have to obey the law, but sometimes the law is useless."

Jing Zhao hugged her and gently stroked her back with his hand: "I will help you, I will help you."

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The next day was Tuesday, and Shang Ling took her back to work in Hwaseong. She had some plans and proposed to the curator to resign. The curator cherished her talents and did not approve, saying that she would give her more personal time in the future and would not arrange for her. The work of makeup on the body, but if there is a special body repair that is difficult, I hope she can come to the funeral home to help.

The business leader responded.

On Thursday, she "took the time" to go on a hot search because a photo of her and Jing Zhao going to drink porridge was posted on the Internet. Not only was her face not coded, but it was also featured.

Some entertainment big V retweeted it, which brought her a wave of popularity.The location of the hot search is not very front, but it is not too far behind.

"Would you like to withdraw from the hot search?" Jing Zhao looked at the meaning of Shang Lingling.

You still need money to withdraw from the hot search.

If you have that money, you might as well give Xiao Pang a better prosthesis.The business leader thought for a while: "Forget it."

She herself was surprised that there would be a day when she would be reluctant to spend money to withdraw from the hot search.

She is not an artist, nor is Jing Zhao, the exposure will not last long, but there is still a small amount of discussion.

【This is Ruby?Or new love? 】

[It's this internet celebrity again, so annoying]

[With this face value, why does Ruby not show her face on live broadcast, I am not Sister Li]

【Sister is so beautiful! 】

[God, match a face!My novel hero and heroine have a face]

[This shouldn't be Ruby, right? 】

[It's good that your girlfriend doesn't show her face, and no one else knows if you change it]

【…】

There are good and bad comments from the outside world. This is how the Internet is. There will always be a group of heroes who have nothing to do with them to seek justice everywhere.

Shang Lingling started the live broadcast that night, and she approached the binaural microphone: "Good evening."

She didn't block the camera.

The number of viewers was not large at this time, but the barrage was flashing very fast.

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　　Large-scale dog abuse scene in front
　　
　
(End of this chapter)