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Jing Aotian gave Jing Bao'er a deep glance, but didn't say a word.

He could not help but admire Jing Bao'er's intelligence.

From the performance of Duan Qianrong, Leng Youran and the three of them in Jing Bao'er's room just now, Jing Aotian knew that this matter was definitely a happy affair.

As expected of someone who had spent many years in society, trained as a secret service agent. Her intelligence was truly beyond one's imagination.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the faint red imprint on the wooden scroll in Jing Aotian's hand. Jing Bao'er immediately took the drawing from Jing Aotian's hand, and then, he looked at Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran's fingers …

On Leng Youran's finger, was painted the blue color of nail polish.

As for Duan Qianrong's fingernails, they were coincidentally smeared with red nail polish, and the color was exactly the same as the remnants of the imprint on the scroll …

Seeing that, Jing Bao'er immediately took a whiff of the red mark on the scroll, and after confirming that it was the nail polish, she said, "Duan Qianrong, on this scroll, the red mark seems to be the nail polish mark, and this color, is exactly the same as the nail polish, do you still want to continue denying?"

With that, Jing Bao'er forcibly pulled over Duan Qianrong's right hand, and when she saw that the nail on her right middle finger had been scraped off, she immediately said, "Look at the nail polish on your middle finger, it was obviously rubbed off by something! If I guessed correctly, before you stole the painting, you painted it with nail polish in your room, and then, before the nail polish was completely removed, you stole the painting …. It is precisely because of this that the nail polish mark was left on the scroll painting … "

Jing Bao'er's deduction was reasonable and well-founded, making it impossible for people to not accept it.

At this moment, Jing Aotian's admiration for Jing Bao'er had deepened!

He had not noticed such a small and shallow nail polish mark, but this little girl had!

"You're talking nonsense!" Duan Qianrong withdrew his hand and said guiltily.

"Grandfather, don't believe Jing Bao'er's nonsense. This matter, wasn't what Jing Bao'er said! I was wronged! " After Duan Qianrong finished speaking, she walked over to Jing Aotian's side with bloodshot eyes. Then, she held Jing Aotian's arm tightly and said coquettishly.

Jing Aotian, on the other hand, coldly pulled out the arm that Duan Qianrong was holding onto. After taking back Tang Bohu's true form from Jing Bao'er's hands, he shouted at Duan Qianrong, "Now that the evidence is conclusive, you don't need to quibble!"

"Grandfather … "You don't believe me …" Duan Qianrong said.

"The evidence is all here. How do you expect me to trust you?!" Jing Aotian bellowed once again!

"Grandfather …" Duan Qianrong looked pitifully at Jing Aotian, obviously frightened.

"Bao`er, go to my study and bring me the ruler!" Jing Aotian said.

Hearing that, Jing Bao'er immediately nodded happily and quickly left Duan Qianrong's room.

After Song Limei heard this, her mouth secretly raised in a curve.

When Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran heard this, they were shocked!

"Grandfather, what are you doing!?" You want to hit me with the ruler?! I really didn't steal it! " Duan Qianrong said.

"Whether you stole it or not, I am very clear what kind of trick you are playing today! "Stop quibbling!" Jing Aotian said.

Hearing that, Duan Qianrong's heart immediately mentioned the laryngeal eye, "Grandfather, what do you mean by that?"

"What I mean is, I know exactly why you guys stole the painting. If I'm not wrong, the painting should have been in Bao Er's room …" It was only because Bao`er saw through your trick that this painting appeared here! Your thoughts are really too vicious! " The old man said again.

When Jing Aotian said this, Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran immediately stopped talking!

Their grandfather had long since seen through everything!

"Qian Rong, you are really going too far!" Jing Aotian's tone became heavier and heavier, and his face turned darker and darker!

"Grandfather, I have a share in this matter as well. If you want to punish me, I'll punish you as well!" Leng Youran said.

"No, grandfather, this was all my idea. From the beginning to the end, it was all my doing. It has nothing to do with You Ran." Duan Qianrong said again.

Seeing that there was no point in denying it, the two of them decided to just admit it!

Not only had they underestimated Jing Bao'er's IQ, they had also underestimated their grandfather's IQ!

It was at this time that Jing Bao'er walked in with the ruler in her hand.

Looking at Duan Qianrong's cowardly look, Jing Bao'er was secretly amused.

These two fellows with low IQs were really enough!

After coldly glancing at the two of them, Jing Bao'er then gave the ruler to Jing Aotian, "Grandfather, the ruler …"

"You Ran must be involved in this as well!" All of you, kneel down! " Jing Aotian said.

"Grandfather, it really has nothing to do with You Ran." Duan Qianrong said.

"Kneel down immediately!" Leng Ao Tian ordered harshly.

Seeing that, Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran immediately dropped to their knees.

"Both of you, extend your hands out for me!" Jing Aotian ordered again.

Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran looked at each other pitifully, then obediently extended their hands out.

Jing Aotian's face was still cold. Holding the ruler in his hand, he used it to viciously slap the two people's hands.

The intense pain made both Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran to the point that they were in tears from the pain.

"Grandfather … "It hurts, please spare us, wuuuuuuu …" Duan Qianrong cried.

"Spare you? The two of you have caused trouble again and again so that you won't suffer from physical pain. After Jing Aotian finished speaking, the ruler in his hands fiercely smacked towards the palms of both Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran.

"Ah... Grandfather, we don't dare anymore, we really don't dare anymore! " Leng Youran cried and begged for mercy.

However, Jing Aotian did not care at all, and continued to use the ruler to hit their palms.

Jing Aotian used a lot of strength, and after a dozen or so strikes, their palms were swollen like steamed buns.

Looking at Jing Aotian slapping their hands and seeing how they were crying, Jing Bao'er felt extremely comfortable in his heart.

Damn it! These are what these two bitches should bear!

They were asking for a beating!

"Auntie, please beg for us!" Duan Qianrong looked at Song Limei as she choked with sobs.

Although Song Limei didn't want to plead, she still said to Jing Aotian due to face, "Dad … Just spare them, they're still young and don't know what's good for them. "

"That's right, Grandfather. Please spare us." Leng Youran said again.