Cold CEO, Hug Me

He was angry!

"No way!" Jing Rong replied without hesitation.

"Alright... You're not going, are you? "I'll go by myself …" The Old Master Jing said.

"It's useless even if you go. Even if you ask the police to release her, I have a hundred ways to get her to go back in …" Jing Rong said again.

In the car, Jing Bao'er sat quietly in the front seat, looking at the converging lights.

The bright lights of the car shone on him. Sitting in her current position, she was just in time to see his expression.

She could see that he was irritable, irritable, and ready to light the fire.

She knew that the old man must have said something he didn't like on the phone.

She also knew that the reason he'd gotten off the carriage just now was because he was afraid that his conversation with the lordmaster would hurt her.

But even when he got out of the car, she could probably guess what the conversation was about.

Jing Bao'er could already tell what the old man would say to Jing Rong just by thinking about it …

Seeing that Jing Rong had angrily hung up the phone and was walking towards the car, Jing Bao'er immediately sighed.

She knew how much pressure Jing Rong was currently bearing.

Very quickly, Jing Rong got on the carriage.

After getting on the car, Jing Rong didn't say a single word, and just continued to drive steadily.

Jing Rong did not say anything, and Jing Bao'er did not ask.

Because there was no need to ask, she clearly knew what they were talking about.

Min - Sense was like her, smart like her.

"Where to eat, eh?" Jing Rong asked.

"Just look for one on the side of the road. It's so late already …" Just eat something back. " Jing Bao'er said.

"There was a Sichuan cuisine restaurant a while ago. Did you bring you to eat Sichuan cuisine?" Jing Rong asked.

At this moment, the man had regained his indifferent and stern appearance. The violent aura that he originally exuded had completely disappeared.

"Mm. Alright." Jing Bao'er nodded.

"After dinner, I'll send you back to the Qiantan Villa. After that, I want to go home." Jing Rong said.

"Alright …" Jing Bao'er still did not ask.

She knew that the old man would never not ask Jing Rong to come home after such a huge incident.

It was even more impossible for Jing Rong not to go home and tell the old man something.

… ….

After finishing his meal, Jing Rong brought Jing Bao'er back to the Qiantan Villa, and then drove to the Jing Clan's villa by himself.

The moment Jing Rong entered the living room, a teacup flew towards him.

Fortunately, he was quick to react. The moment the cup flew towards him, he quickly moved to the right.

When the glass brushed past his shoulder, it fell to the wooden floor and shattered into pieces.

After dodging the cup, Jing Rong raised his head and looked at the angry Old Master Jing sitting on the sofa.

Even though he had almost been smashed by the cup, even though the old man was looking at him with extreme anger, his expression remained calm and composed.

He was about to step forward when the lordmaster picked up another cup and smashed it towards his face.

This time, he did not dodge. Instead, he grabbed the cup in his hand.

After that, Jing Rong took the cup and walked over to the sofa beside Old Master Jing with his two long legs.

Putting down the cup, he expressionlessly picked up a cigarette from the table and lit it.

From beginning to end, he was as steady as Mt. Tai.

"You unfilial son!" Jing Aotian berated.

At this time, Old Master Jing was about to go crazy with anger at Jing Rong.

"Everything I did today was reasonable and legal, and I don't think I was wrong in any way. I don't even know how did I become the unfilial son that you speak of? " Jing Rong leisurely smoked a mouthful of smoke, and then, his sword-like eyebrows raised as he looked at the old man and asked.

The words that came out of Jing Rong's mouth, along with his carefree look, made Old Master Jing even more furious.

This feeling was like someone had suddenly poured a bucket of gasoline over a place that was already boiling hot!

"You …!" You are Wai Shengnver! Kiss Wai Shengnver! He is your father's grandson, my daughter! You actually told the police to take it easy! "Are you still human, eh?!" The old tutor was now so angry that his eyes were black and white, and even his voice was a bit shaky.

Hearing that, Jing Rong took another long drag of the cigarette, then folded his long and slender legs and looked at the old man's indifferent reply, "She asked someone to pour acid on Bao'er, and she's so human? A vicious child like her should be punished by the law! "If she doesn't get a taste of the real bitterness, she'll never grow up again!"

"But didn't the sulfuric acid not splash that girl's face?! Didn't you see through it before it happened? ~ Isn't Jing Bao'er alright now? Why do you have to make such a big fuss over nothing! Fourth Bro, have you really gone crazy? Bao Er, that girl who is not blood related to you, could it be that to you, she is more important than your blood related Wai Shengnver?! " Old Master Jing asked while panting heavily.

He was so angry at Jing Rong! I'm going to die from anger because of Jing Rong!

Hearing Jing Aotian say this again, the fire in Jing Rong's heart that he was originally forcefully suppressing suddenly rose up again … …

The raging inferno burned in his heart, and in that instant, it became uncontrollable!

"If sulfuric acid really slaps that girl's face, that girl is done for! Not only would their appearances be destroyed! His entire life would be ruined! I made a fuss?! You must be making a big fuss out of nothing! " Jing Rong couldn't help but growl …

Jing Rong had always been a cold and self-possessed man. No matter who he was to, he always paid special attention to their manners, and was even more so … in front of Jing Aotian.

It was very rare for him to get so angry at his father! He could actually roar …

Then, when Jing Aotian was scolded by him like that, he was stunned for a moment.

He could not believe his eyes, could not believe his ears!

Where did his old fourth, who had always been respectful in front of him, always kept a sense of propriety, knew when to advance and when to retreat?!

"Fourth Bro, what are you doing … Is this how you speak to your father?! You are defying the heavens, aren't you?! " Jing Aotian was even more infuriated now!

A son actually dared to yell at his father!

[That is outrageous …]

"You're not right, this is my attitude." If you're reasonable, fair, and unbiased, I wouldn't be like that, would I? " Jing Rong said as he looked at Jing Aotian coldly.

This eyes. Sharp and cold, like the previous year's ice, enough to freeze everything in an endless abyss.

"Why is my words wrong …!" Right now, that girl was doing really well, wasn't she! Wasn't sulfuric acid on her face?! " Jing Aotian could not help but growl.