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Chapter 188 Chapter 189: Jing Boyuan's Means (8)

After some examinations, the American doctor said that Mrs. Jing's perception of the outside world has recovered and she can hear the voices around her. She asked the family members to insist on communicating with her more, and she might wake up soon.

The doctor's words are undoubtedly inspiring.

Ye Qingxin had a feeling that perhaps what she said to Mrs. Jing had stimulated her.

When Mr. Jing and Mr. Jing Zong arrived at the hospital ward, they were surprised and pleasantly surprised when they heard the news. Mr. Jing held Mrs. Mrs. Jing's hand with tears in his eyes. An eighty-year-old man cried like an eight-year-old child.

Everyone comforted for a while.

Jing Boyuan was concerned about Ye Qingxin's physical condition. Although it was not serious enough to require hospitalization, bleeding during pregnancy was not a trivial matter.

"I'll take Xinxin back to rest first, call me if you have anything to do." Jing Boyuan told several elders, helped Ye Qingxin zip up the down jacket, and carefully arranged the scarf around her neck.

Jing Zong's eyes inadvertently fell to Ye Qingxin's stomach, then to her face, and said to Jing Boyuan, "Take good care of Xinxin."

Jing Boyuan put his arm around Ye Qingxin's shoulder, and nodded towards Jing Zong.

When the two of them walked to the door, Mr. Jing suddenly stood up from the hospital bed, and shouted to Ye Qingxin, "Xinxin."

Ye Qingxin turned around and looked at the old man who still had tears in his cloudy eyes.

"grandfather."

"Xinxin, Grandpa is sorry for what happened before. From now on, you and A Yuan will be together well. Grandpa apologizes to you for what you did before."

Ye Qingxin vaguely understood that he might have known about her pregnancy, but she hadn't forgotten that today is New Year's Day, and Gu Jiao said that Mr. Jing asked Gu Jiao to get engaged to Jing Boyuan on New Year's Day, and Jing Boyuan was always by his side. Beside her, she didn't know how the engagement ended in the end, but Mr. Jing's words had already shown that the engagement was unsuccessful and he approved of her.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingxin smiled at Mr. Jing, "Grandpa had no other choice before, and this junior can understand."

Mr. Jing looked at Ye Qingxin's reasonable little face for a moment, and a look of relief flashed across his eyes, then he turned his head and said to Ji Yi: "Xiaoyi, you arranged the unfinished marriage between Xinxin and A Yuan before, this time it's up to you Come on, discuss the specific wedding matters with A Yuan, and finalize the wedding date first."

Except for Jing Zong, Jing Yan, Ji Yi, and Jing Xianxian were all very surprised.

Before, he kept pushing Jing Boyuan to marry Gu Jiao, why did he suddenly change his mind?It's really strange to actively get Jing Boyuan and Ye Qingxin married.

Jing Yan thought that Jing Zong went out to answer the phone at the engagement banquet, and said something to the old man when he came back. The old man immediately took back the bracelet that symbolized the status of the hostess of the Jing family, and finally canceled the engagement and asked for the engagement ring back. The marriage between Qingxin and Jing Boyuan became more and more strange the more she thought about it, she couldn't help touching Jing Zong's arm, and asked him in a low voice: "Brother, who did you answer the phone before? What did you tell Dad?"

Jing Zong glanced at Jing Yan, pretending to be mysterious and said: "You will know later."

Jing Yan: "..."

Ye Qingxin heard Mr. Jing bring up her marriage with Jing Boyuan again, saying that she was unhappy was a lie, no matter how much unhappiness happened before, everything is developing in a good direction now, that's enough.

On the way back to the Nanshan villa, Ye Qingxin held Jing Boyuan's hand, thinking in her mind that the night before returning to the capital, she told him that she would get the certificate upon returning to the capital, but after returning, he seemed to have forgotten.

After playing with his slender fingers for a while, Ye Qingxin said in a low voice: "Boyuan, when will we... go to Min..."

hum!hum!
The phone vibrated very inappropriately.

Ye Qingxin paused, watching Jing Boyuan retract the hand she was playing with with resentful eyes, took out the phone from his pocket, looked at the screen, and pressed answer.

Ye Qingxin didn't notice that Jing Boyuan's fingers calmly turned down the phone's volume.

She didn't hear what was said on the phone, only Jing Boyuan said: "Four o'clock, Zhongguan Tea House."

When he hung up the line, Ye Qingxin asked him in a resentful tone, "Are you going out to meet clients?"

Jing Boyuan rubbed her hair, and said calmly: "Well, you go home and rest first, and have dinner together at night."

Soon, the car stopped at the gate of No. 8 Nanshan Villa, Jing Boyuan escorted her into the entrance, and told Aunt Zhang to prepare afternoon tea for her before returning to the car and leaving.

Ye Qingxin came out and stood on the steps in front of the door, listening to the sound of the car leaving, she felt a sense of loss for no reason.

Today is her birthday, she didn't mention it to Jing Boyuan, he didn't know, she didn't think there was anything wrong, but the matter of obtaining the certificate was clearly agreed before returning... He actually forgot.

Many evergreen trees were planted in the courtyard of the villa, and they were trimmed beautifully. Looking at the scene full of vitality, Ye Qingxin felt a little desolate, which probably had something to do with her state of mind.

After an unknown amount of time, Aunt Zhang came out and called her, "Ma'am, afternoon tea is ready."

Ye Qingxin suppressed the sadness in her eyes, turned around and said with a smile, "Okay, thank you."

Passing through the porch and entering the living room, Ye Qingxin's gaze was immediately attracted by the hanging chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. It was pink, with complicated patterns, and exuded a strong atmosphere of a little girl. It was incompatible with the simple decoration style of black, white and gray in the villa.

It is much wider than what I saw in Wenrenxi's restaurant that day, enough for an adult to lie in it with legs stretched out. It is not a common size in the market, and it looks like it is custom-made.

Aunt Zhang noticed her gaze and explained: "It was delivered by the furniture company after you and your husband left, and it seems that your husband ordered it from them."

Ye Qing looked at it for a moment, walked over and sat down, kicked her legs lightly on the floor, and her body swayed with the hanging chair.

At the wedding that day, Jing Boyuan asked her 'Do you like it? ', she said 'I like it', and then he didn't say anything, and he didn't say that he would buy it for her, she just thought he was just asking casually.

It turned out that he didn't ask casually.

The corner of Ye Qingxin's mouth unconsciously curled up into a smile, her whole heart seemed to be soaked in a honeypot, and the disappointment that he had caused because he forgot to obtain the certificate earlier disappeared without a trace.

Maybe it's like this for all women. When they like a man, they are particularly easy to be satisfied. If he does something for her, she can't help but be moved.

Afternoon tea, Aunt Zhang made mashed potatoes and shredded bananas with a cup of hot milk. After Ye Qingxin finished eating, she went back to her room and put on her radiation protection suit. Here comes an email.

Meanwhile, Zhongguan Teahouse.

Jing Boyuan entered the box, and immediately two sharp eyes fell on him. Jing Boyuan went in and sat down, looking calm and breezy.

Zhao Youjia stared at him viciously, "Where is my brother?"

He clenched his hands into fists, and his knuckles rubbed against each other.

He took Gu Jiao home to comfort him, and suddenly received a call from his mother, saying that his brother had been taken away.

Zhao Youjia’s younger brother, Zhao Youchen, is 17 years old this year and is in the third year of high school. He found out that the person he was missing was their homeroom teacher. The homeroom teacher saw Zhao Youchen got into a car with two men at the school gate. At that time, he thought it was someone he knew. I didn't take it seriously, and I didn't realize it was wrong until after two classes in the afternoon.

Probably because of his personality, Zhao Youchen was never absent from class, even if something happened, he would definitely ask for leave, there was no exception in the past two years of high school, so the head teacher immediately called Zhao's mother, and Zhao's mother called Zhao Youjia come here.

When Zhao Youjia received the call, he suddenly thought of something. When he opened the picture of the severed finger he had received earlier, his eyes were bloodshot all of a sudden. There was a black mole at the base of the severed little fingernail, which was covered by blood. I just had a quick glance before, but I didn't realize that it was my own brother's hand.

"Where is he!" Zhao You asked again with red eyes.

Jing Boyuan smiled lightly, and unhurriedly took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, just squeezed out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, as if thinking of something, he took the cigarette from his mouth again without lighting it.

"Mr. Zhao, do you still remember that I asked you, do you know what is the meaning of 'self-eating evil consequences'?"

Jing Boyuan sat on the chair with his legs crossed, his calm and indifferent appearance made Zhao Youjia more and more like a trapped animal, wanting to get angry, but had to hold back.

"What are you coming at me for? He's only 17 years old, he's innocent." The veins in Zhao Youjia's neck twitched violently.

"Innocent? Xiao Guocai, isn't he innocent?" Jing Boyuan said calmly, "I need to make a correction. You were the one who paid someone to arrest your brother, and you were the one who cut off his fingers."

Zhao Youjia stared at Jing Boyuan fiercely, "You changed the information I provided to those two, didn't you?"

Those two people were contacted by Zhao Youjia from the Internet. The photos, names, and addresses he provided to them were delivered by email. , is to make a fortune in electronic products.

Hearing this, Jing Boyuan smiled, "Mr. Zhao is a smart man."

Zhao Youjia's finger knuckles rang twice again, and the ferocity of wanting to pounce on the man in front of him surged in his eyes, "You made them cut off contact with me, didn't you?" So , he can't contact those two people at all now.

Jing Boyuan smiled, without denying it.

"What exactly do you want?" Zhao You asked through gritted teeth, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Zhao Youchen and Zhao Youjia have the same father and mother, and are 13 years younger than Zhao Youjia. Zhao Youchen has been well-behaved and sensible since he was a child. He always likes to cling to his brother. Zhao Youjia is both a brother and a father. The relationship is as good as anything.

When he thought of Zhao Youchen's finger being cut off, bleeding so much, and not knowing where he was suffering, he felt a strong throbbing pain in his heart.

Zhao Youjia's anxiety made Jing Boyuan more and more calm.

"Nothing," he said.

Zhao Youjia stared at Jing Boyuan's indifferent eyebrows for a few seconds, then calmed down suddenly, "If something happens to my brother, I will definitely not let go of the woman you care about."

"Really?" Jing Boyuan smiled, "Why don't we watch something interesting."

After he finished speaking, he made a phone call. After a while, Luo Feng knocked on the door and came in. Holding the computer in his hand, he went straight to Zhao Youjia and pointed the screen at him.

On the screen, a photo of a man and woman kissing in front of an apartment building suddenly jumped into Zhao Youjia's eyes.

He shook violently.

It was the scene where he kissed Gu Jiao downstairs in his house on Christmas Eve.

Looking at the angle and distance, it looks like a candid shot. Although the picture is blurry, as long as you are familiar with the two, you will be able to recognize them.

Luo Feng reached out and tapped the touchpad, and as soon as the photos were changed, a man and a woman were entangled on the big bed in the bedroom.

This picture is much clearer, even the flush on Gu Jiao's cheeks is clearly visible.

Zhao Youjia's mind exploded in a 'hum'.

That night, although he finally stopped the car, he had already offended Gu Jiao before he stopped.

The angle and distance of this photo are very close, clearly... it was taken in his room.

"You spy on me!" Zhao Youjia was so shocked that he even forgot to be angry, and stared at Jing Boyuan in disbelief, "You have suspected me a long time ago!"

Jing Boyuan didn't deny it, and his tone was gentle and cruel, "These two are just screenshots. I still have the video in my hand. Do you want to watch it? The video is much more exciting than the pictures."

Zhao Youjia picked up the computer and slammed it on the ground.

Bang-!
"What exactly do you want?" He stared at Jing Boyuan.

Jing Boyuan still didn't answer, and said slowly: "As far as I know, if this kind of video is exposed, it would be really interesting..."

Once this kind of video is exposed, it will definitely cause an uproar. Gu Jiao will never even think about raising her head in this life.

Zhao Youjia's fist tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again and again, and finally he let go of his fist, and asked Jing Boyuan for the third time: "What exactly do you want?"

Jing Boyuan raised his eyelids and looked at Luo Feng. Luo Feng immediately understood his eyes, nodded at him, turned around and left the box, closed the door with his backhand, and stood guard at the door.

"A few months ago, Mr. Zhao used a photo to lure Yu Qingyou from Qingshi back to the capital, killed my two children, and threatened Su Mian to touch her body during Xinxin surgery. Mr. Zhao touched my body. The child touched my wife again, according to Mr. Zhao, what should I do to get rid of my hatred?"

Jing Boyuan said every word calmly and gently, but in Zhao Youjia's ears, it made him feel hopeless in his heart.

His younger brother, and his most beloved woman, life and death, honor and disgrace are all held in the palm of this man in front of him.

He clasped his head in both hands, grabbed his hair fiercely, and a low growl came out of his throat, "Please let my brother and Jiaojiao go, as long as you let them go, I can go die!"

That tone was as humble as a slave prostrate at his master's feet.

Jing Boyuan looked at his humble appearance, and said with a smile: "I know that Mr. Zhao has means and is high-minded. At this moment, he must be thinking about how to make a comeback in the future, and how to get revenge after making a comeback. How about this? From now on, I will My wife hurt a hair outside, no matter whose fault it is, I will blame it on Mr. Zhao, then I will let the people of the whole country appreciate Mr. Zhao and Ms. Gu's demeanor in bed, what do you think?"

With that said, Jing Boyuan got up and straightened the lapel of his coat, "The future will be long, our accounts should be settled slowly, there is no rush."

"My brother..." Seeing Jing Boyuan's posture to leave, Zhao Youjia hurriedly asked.

Jing Boyuan kept walking and said without turning his head: "I am different from you."

The box door was closed, Zhao Youjia was stunned for a long time, but he still didn't realize what Jing Boyuan meant.

At this time, he received a call from his mother.

"Yujia, Youchen is back. This child and the two sons from your uncle's neighbor's house went to see your grandma. They said that those two told him that your grandma was going to die. You also know that he was the closest to your grandma since he was a child." Honey, I rushed over without saying hello, and didn't call to ask what's going on at home. Do you think this child is stupid? If this is a bad person, he might be kidnapped and trafficked now..."

Zhao Youjia frowned upon hearing this, "Youchen's hand..."

Mother Zhao: "What hand?"

Zhao Youjia: "Nothing."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Youjia sat on the chair in a daze, for a long time, laughed, the louder the laughter became, at the end it became a little bit crazy, with a bit of sarcasm.

Jing Boyuan said that he has means, but compared with Jing Boyuan, his little means are not worth mentioning.

Jing Boyuan kept him, but held onto his lifeline. This feeling is better than just killing him. If he dies, he might be relieved. Now that he is like this, he is always in fear. On this day, Zhao You Jia didn't know how long he could hold on.

If Gu Jiao saw that video, Zhao Youjia couldn't imagine what it would be like to welcome him.

After five o'clock in the evening.

It was already dark outside the window, and the street lights in the yard were on.

Aunt Zhang was busy cooking in the kitchen, through the sliding glass door, Ye Qingxin also heard the sound of fireworks coming from inside.

She put down the computer, got off the hanging chair, and moved her stiff neck and limbs.

At this moment, the sound of a car engine came from outside the villa, and Jing Boyuan came back.

She walked to the entrance with her slippers on and opened the entrance door.

Just happened to see Jing Boyuan getting out of the car. The man was wearing a coat, buttoned up meticulously, and the scarf was neatly tucked inside the coat. He was mature, dignified, refined and stable.

Ye Qingxin's eyes fell on the bouquet of roses in his arms, her heart beat a little faster, and her cheeks became hot.

Seeing that Ye Qingxin was only wearing a coat and the buttons were unbuttoned, Jing Boyuan couldn't help frowning, his steps were a little bigger and faster, he walked up to her, and led her directly into the room, " It's so cold, what are you doing outside?"

Ye Qingxin's eyes fell on the rose in his arms, and she smiled and asked, "What are you buying flowers for?"

　I didn't write about the proposal, so I will ask in the next chapter.

　　Before writing this chapter, I thought of many ways to deal with Zhao Youjia, including putting him in prison, making him disabled, or ruining his reputation by exposing the video. Volunteer, poor environment, no food or drink, let him suffer a little bit, maybe the bullet has no eyes, 'biu' penetrates his heart at once, and he is dead.

　　In the end, Mou Yao decided to keep him to live a life of fear. The video was like a knife hanging above his head, and he couldn’t drop it. The nervousness and fear that came down tortured him to death.Well, just sauce.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)