Cold CEO, Hug Me

These words from Jing Aotian, were like a raging fire, and instantly ignited the explosive feeling in the bottom of Jing Rong's heart.

He couldn't hold it in any longer.

He really wanted to explode, but the inherent quality and upbringing did not allow him to do so.

Taking a deep breath, he looked at Jing Aotian with dissatisfaction, "Dad, what you're saying is truly too excessive. If Bao Er were to be exchanged with You Ran, the two of them, Bao Er would be the one to harm others, and You Ran would be the victim. Then, you definitely wouldn't have such an attitude right now, since you did this, it was simply because you were related to You Ran and the child wasn't!"

"So what …"

"Then no... Anyone who made a mistake would be punished by the law! Even if she is your biological grandson's daughter, my blood-related Wai Shengnver is no exception … " Jing Rong gnashed his teeth.

"Don't you think you're abnormal, Fourth Bro?! If I didn't know about your character, I would really suspect that there's something between you and that little girl! " Jing Aotian grabbed his beating heart and said.

"The one who is abnormal is you, not me. You made such a huge mistake today, you shouldn't have let him off so lightly, this child, now he dares to pour acid on Bao Er, in the future when we are in the society, she will dare to treat people who have offended her, and those who she can't stand up to. "Since we can't manage this house, we'll leave it to the police to manage it …"

"No matter how unreasonable a person is, once he enters the prison, he will behave."

Jing Rong said word by word.

The reason why Jing Rong did not erupt with power now was entirely because of his will and upbringing.

"Is there no room for negotiation?" Old Master Jing asked.

Looking at Jing Rong's current resolute attitude, the old man was truly panicking.

He knew Jing Rong very well. If he really decided to do something, no one could stop him. Even as his father.

"Yes..." Jing Rong replied without hesitation.

After hearing what Jing Rong said, the old man's vision went dark again.

After taking a deep breath with great difficulty, the old man grabbed the location of his heart and said, "As your father, are you really not going to give me any face?"

"I have to properly manage those two children. If I don't do anything about it, I'm done for …" Jing Rong said.

Even if he saw that Old Master Jing was about to faint from anger, Jing Rong still did not have any intentions of retreating.

Jing Rong had already made up his mind. He was going to make Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran, the two children, receive the appropriate punishment.

These two children had truly gone too far. They had touched his bottom line time and time again, provoking the woman he held in his palms.

"How am I supposed to explain this to your sister when you're acting like this, and how are you going to face your sister?" The Old Master Jing said.

With that, the Old Master Jing began to pant.

"Just do what you have to say, and do what you have to do." Jing Rong replied indifferently.

"I did this for the sake of being carefree … I really can't tolerate that kid going on the rampage any longer. " Jing Rong said.

After he finished speaking, Jing Rong stood up and extinguished the cigarette in his hand. Then, he prepared to walk out.

"Are you preparing for me, Fourth Bro?!" You want to kill your father just for Jing Bao'er, right? " The old tutor scolded harshly, hysterical.

Hearing this, Jing Rong turned around and looked at the old man indifferently, replying neither cold nor hot, "I did this for the sake of being carefree. If I didn't teach her a lesson, she would never grow up. "I've already made up my mind. Dad, don't get involved in this. It's useless for you to get involved. I have ten thousand ways to send her to jail."

"You … "You unfilial son!" The old man stood up, walked in front of Jing Rong with a trembling body, pointed at him and cursed in a low voice with a red face.

"You're not even going to listen to your father's words, now your wings are really hard!"

"Unfilial son …!" "Unfilial son …!"

The old man continued to point at Jing Rong and cursed him word by word, venting the anger in his heart.

When he thought of how his grandson would go to jail, the old tutor's heart grew like an ant on a hot pan!

He was anxious!

But, he knew that even if he was anxious, it would be of no use.

If Jing Rong wanted to send his to jail, no matter who it was, he couldn't stop his!

"Have you scolded enough?" Jing Rong asked.

"..." The old man didn't speak, he only glared at Jing Rong with his scarlet eyes angrily, as if he wanted to swallow him whole.

Seeing that the old man had stopped talking, Jing Rong let out a long sigh, then lightly patted the old man's shoulder and said, "Dad, I'm really doing this for the sake of being carefree. That child, I really can't continue spoiling him …"

"Since you've scolded enough, I'll be leaving first. I still have a bunch of work matters to take care of …" Jing Rong said.

After saying that, Jing Rong tidied up his jacket, bowed respectfully towards Jing Aotian, and walked out of the room …

"Stop right there!" Jing Aotian berated.

Jing Rong turned a deaf ear to her, and continued to walk out.

"Stop right there..."

Jing Aotian berated again.

Jing Rong still turned a deaf ear.

Jing Rong's current performance once again infuriated Jing Aotian.

He then picked up the teacup on the tea table and directly smashed it at the back of Jing Rong's head.

This time, the teacup smashed unerringly onto the back of Jing Rong's head.

The thick and heavy ceramic cup that was smashed against the back of his head made Jing Rong dizzy in an instant …

Pain!

It was extremely painful.

But he didn't say a word. He just stopped and touched the back of his head.

Seeing that his fingers were stained with blood, he did not say anything. Instead, he rubbed his bloodied fingers against his jacket and left the room without looking back.

After Jing Rong left, Jing Aotian who had been angered to death sat on the sofa without strength left, gasping for breath …

He was truly infuriated, and was extremely agitated in his heart.

After Jing Rong left the house, he immediately got on the carriage.

Sitting on the Driver, he did not start the car, but took out a few tissues from the carton and placed them on the back of his bleeding head.

The instant the snow-white tissue was placed on the back of his head, the fresh, red blood immediately soaked the snow-white tissue.

At this moment, the wound on the back of his head was even more painful than before.

Although it was painful, he still didn't even frown.

For a man who had been licking blood on his knife for a long time and could walk freely amidst the rain of bullets, this small wound was nothing at all.

A few tissues were already drenched in blood, so Jing Rong rolled down the window and threw away the tissues that were stained with blood. Then, he took out a few tissues from the tissue box and pressed them against the back of his head, where blood was flowing out.