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

Jing Zeqian was very worried that little Jingyi would be hurt again in a place where he couldn't see.

He walked quickly towards the group of elementary school students, caught one of them, and asked, "What are you talking about secretly?"

The child who was caught was a little scared and said it was nothing.

Seeing this, Jing Zeyou walked over and signaled Jing Zeqian to calm down. He was a little scared.

Compared with Jing Zeqian who looked fierce, Jing Zeyou was gentler. He asked, "I am Jingyi's brother. Can you ask what you were talking about just now?"

The child who was released stood timidly aside, raised his head quietly, and glanced at Jing Zeyou.

It seemed that he felt less scary, so he stammered, "... We are talking about, talking about Jingyi's little brother."

In the morning, the classmates in the class were all saying that Jingyi's brother was very crybaby, and Jingyi would be careful not to hurt his feelings.

But they also knew Jing Zeqian, and he was even their idol. He was a powerful big brother in the high school department!

How could the kids accept that their idol was a crybaby? They happened to run into Jing Zeqian, and they couldn't help but start arguing.

Unexpectedly, they were caught by the person involved.

The child's voice was very low, but Jing Zeyou still heard that the person they were talking about was Jing Zeqian.

He looked up at Jing Zeqian, who was confused, and it was obvious that Jing Zeqian didn't expect that the other party was talking about him.

Jing Zeyou lowered his head and asked, "Is there anything wrong with him?" The child became more nervous and looked around, as if considering where to escape.

"They said, they said, Jing Yi's brother is a crybaby!" After saying that, the child ran away, fearing that the people behind would catch up.

Jing Zeqian: Huh? ? ? ? What the hell is a crybaby? !

Although Jing Zeqian was very confused, the person had already run far away, and he couldn't catch him to ask.

Jing Zeqian hugged his arms and stood outside the classroom again.

He still couldn't figure it out, and said angrily: "It must be Jing Yiyi, this girl must have said something to my classmates about me!"

He is the school grass and school bully, but he is rumored to be a 'crybaby'. How can he still gain a foothold in school? ! How can he be the leader of those little brats? !

Jing Zeqian was furious when he thought that the group of 'little brats' in the class would start to spread rumors that he was a crybaby tomorrow.

Jing Zeyou's eyes were full of smiles. Anyway, it was fine that they were not discussing Jing Yi, so he continued to listen to the teacher's parent-teacher meeting.

…

On the other side, little Jing Yi and Jing Zejun came running over hand in hand.

They just lay on the window to watch Lin Ruiqing and others hold a parent-teacher meeting. To be precise, Jing Yi was watching. Jing Zejun didn't have the heart to refuse her request, so he lay on the windowsill with her and watched for a while.

So Lin Ruiqing and Jing Beicheng held a parent-teacher meeting, and they had to look out the window from time to time.

Because there were two cute little girls there.

Seeing them looking over, little Jingyi waved excitedly inside, and that look softened many people's hearts.

Other parents secretly sighed, no wonder the Jing family was busy announcing it to the world as soon as they took the girl back. That was telling the people in Jiangbei not to mess with their little princess.

Little Jingyi didn't leave the window sill to find her brothers until she had seen enough.

When they got closer, they saw Jing Zeqian, who looked unhappy.

Little Jingyi walked over, pulled Jing Zeqian's sleeve, raised her little face, and asked with concern: "Second brother, are you unhappy? Who made you angry?"

Jing Zeqian glanced at the people next to him.

Who else made him angry? Who else has this ability except Jingyi?

Jingzeqian squatted down, gently pinched little Jingyi's cheek, and asked with a stern face: "Tell me, did you say anything to your classmates?"

Little Jingyi tilted her head in confusion. She usually talked a lot with her classmates. Which sentence did the second brother ask?

Jing Zeqian really couldn't do anything with her, so he just reminded her: "...Did you tell your classmates about crying?"

Jing Zejun on the side raised his mouth corners, he didn't expect the news to spread so quickly.

Little Jingyi suddenly realized and explained: "I didn't say that my brother was crying, I just said that I had to give my brother face outside, otherwise my brother would cry."

Jing Zeqian:...You are really good at talking.

Little Jingyi is good at reading eyes. Seeing that Jing Zeqian was not very happy, she immediately understood that she had said something that made him unhappy, and immediately proposed a solution.

"Don't worry, second brother, I will explain to my classmates tomorrow that my second brother is not a crybaby, it's just that the wind is too strong!"

Even Jing Zeyou couldn't help laughing.

Jing Zeqian pinched little Jingyi's face again in a bad mood, "Thank you so much!" Little Jingyi thought he had helped, and said happily: "You're welcome!"

Jing Zeqian:...What else can he do? He can't bear to scold, so he can only bear it by himself!

At this time, the parents' meeting was over, and Lin Ruiqing and Jing Beicheng walked out.

"What are you talking about?"

Little Jingyi took on the "job" of answering again, and surrounded Lin Ruiqing and actively explained.

Even Jing Beicheng was amused, and Lin Ruiqing couldn't stop laughing.

Jing Zeqian: Very good, the world where I am the only one hurt has been achieved again!

He quickly picked up little Jingyi, who was chirping like a little bee, and walked forward.

"You should talk less!"

"Why, second brother? Dad and mom are laughing very happily."

"... Of course they are happy!"

"Then why can't we talk? Everyone should be happy."

“…You can be happy, but please don’t use my sadness as a joke, thank you.”

“I didn’t! Don’t worry, brother. I will definitely explain it to my classmates tomorrow!”

“…I’m afraid that the more you explain, the bigger my reputation as a crybaby will be!”

“No, brother! Don’t worry, I will say it’s the strong wind!”

“…I can’t hear it! The wind is too strong!”

The handsome boy was holding a little girl and talking about something.

They were making a noise.

The couple behind them were holding the little girl, and the tall young man was standing by them. They laughed, and their laughter was crisp and pleasant.

The sun was setting, and the afterglow was shining on them.

They went home.

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