Cold CEO, Hug Me

You haven't caused me any trouble in the past two days, have you?

"What's wrong with her? I think she's been doing fine recently." His performance was not bad. " Jing Rong said while carefully taking the layers of vegetables out from the thermos.

Logically speaking, mother by blood should not have interfered to teach his daughter a lesson.

But every time he heard Song Limei talk about Jing Bao'er, he would feel angry in his heart.

"Fourth Bro!" Just get used to it! Every time you say her, you stop it! I want to see if you can get used to her for the rest of your life! " Song Limei frowned, and said while looking at Jing Rong.

"Why can't I?" Jing Rong said calmly.

Jing Rong's words instantly warmed his heart.

His words were like the wind in May or June. It was neither cold nor hot, neither too fast nor too slow, it spread all over his heart and made him feel extremely comfortable!

Hmm... It was truly comfortable!

With Jing Rong's support, Jing Bao'er was happy and at ease. She did not speak, and only held onto her chopsticks, and ate whole mouthfuls of food.

"Bao`er, hurry up and eat. I'll take you home and take care of your homework." Song Limei said again.

After Jing Bao'er heard this, she immediately nodded her head, "Ok, Ms. Song."

… ….

After dinner, Jing Bao'er sat in Song Limei's black Audi Car and returned to the Jing Clan half mountain mansion.

In the courtyard, the black Audi stopped steadily. Just as Jing Bao'er was about to get off the car, Song Limei opened her mouth: "Bao Er, wait a moment, I have something to tell you."

Jing Bao'er frowned slightly, she crossed her legs and looked at Song Limei, asking, "If you have something to say, hurry up and say it, I still have to do my homework, I will be very busy tonight."

"I see that you're on good terms with your fourth uncle. Bao`er, you did a good job. In the future, you have to continue …" "Now, besides the old man, our Jing Clan has the highest status other than your Fourth Uncle. If you get on good terms with him, then there will be no need to worry about him not protecting you in the future. Whether he takes care of you or not, will determine the general direction of your life, such as what kind of school you study at, where you work, and what kind of husband you marry … …"

Hearing that, Jing Bao'er only sneered, and said while looking at Song Limei: "Ms. Song, you sure think long this way …"

"We are now in such an awkward position in the Jing Clan. Can I not think of growing longer? Bao`er, in short, kiss your fourth uncle's ass. Only then will your future be bright. "

"Oh yeah, there's something else I need to tell you. Qian Rong and You Ran will be going to your school to attend lessons next Monday, and they will be in the same class as you."

Song Limei's words did not really shock him.

With her intelligence, from the moment Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran, the two damned girls, insisted on staying in the country to study, she knew that the two of them would probably enter the first high school to be in the same class as her.

These two bullies were addicted to bullying. When the time came, there would probably be a lot of trouble for her to deal with.

"Got it." Jing Bao'er replied indifferently.

Originally, I didn't agree that they were in the same class as you, because the old man agreed. They kept pestering the old man, begging him to put them in class A, and you also know that the old man has always pampered his two granddaughters, Bao'er.

Song Limei's words were like a knife that fiercely stabbed into Jing Bao'er's heart.

"Since young, other than making me endure and give way to them, will you say anything else, Ms. Song?!"

After Jing Bao'er finished speaking, she quickly opened the car door, got off, and ran into the house.

… ….

After returning to his room, he took a shower and finished his homework. It was already past eleven o'clock.

While he was lying on the bed, Jing Bao'er kept tossing and turning, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

In the past few days, she had gotten used to having him by her side.

After tossing and turning, Jing Bao'er called Jing Rong.

Very quickly, the other side picked up.

"What's wrong?" His voice entered her ears, causing her heart to tremble!

Jing Bao'er buried his entire body into the blanket, and said, "I missed you, so I called you. Heh, did you miss me?"

"Hurry up and sleep, we still have lessons tomorrow!" Over there, he whispered.

Jing Bao'er laughed, "I'm asking if you missed me, and you haven't answered me yet …."

"Yes."

On the other side, her words were as precious as gold.

These two simple words, actually made Jing Bao'er's heart blossom with joy.

"Hey, Fourth Uncle, don't you think it's like three years since we last met?"

"Virtuous! Sleep quickly. If you don't sleep now, I'll go back and kill you. Good night … "

After he finished speaking, he hung up.

Jing Bao'er heaved a sigh of relief and ended the call.

… ….

It was a Saturday ….

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

"Dong, dong, dong ~ ~ ~"

Early in the morning, before Jing Bao'er had even slept enough, someone knocked on the door. It was a sound that entered her brain.

Jing Bao'er got up impatiently, ruffled her messy hair and asked the door: "Who is it?"

"Bao`er, it's me …"

Song Limei's voice resonated in his ears.

"Come in!" After Jing Bao'er finished speaking, she fell down again and covered her head with the blanket.

What a bore, it was Saturday, disturbing her sweet dreams!

Dull!

After Song Limei entered, she sat down beside Jing Bao'er's bed, gently pulled up the blanket and looked at her hazy and sleepy eyes, she then said, "Quickly wake up, in a while Mr. President will be coming to our place."

Jing Bao'er yawned and stood up shakily. She looked at Song Limei and was a little surprised, "What? The President is coming? "

Song Limei nodded, "Didn't the President hear that your fourth uncle and your grandfather were going to be discharged from the hospital today? He'll be arriving around noon. Hurry and get up, pack up, and get dressed. I'll go to the kitchen first. "

After Song Limei finished speaking, she stood up and walked out.

Walking to the door, Song Limei warned again, "Bao`er, today, you must be obedient and not cause any trouble."

"Alright, alright..." Jing Bao'er frowned, she impatiently waved his hand at her, and then laid back down.

… ….

After Jing Bao'er finished washing up and changed her clothes, she walked out of the room and coincidentally met Jing Rong.

He was about to open the door to his room.

He was still wearing a simple set of black clothes and black pants.

After looking around and realizing that there was no one around, Jing Bao'er immediately laughed slyly and hopped in front of him. He glanced at him, and then, she pushed open the door and entered.

Jing Rong followed closely behind —

After entering, he forcefully held her against the door. With one hand, he overbearingly covered her softness and rubbed her through the thin fabric of her clothes, "You haven't caused me any trouble over the past two days, have you?"

The girl in front of him was wearing a red turtleneck and light blue tight jeans. Her hair was tied up into a high bun. She did not put on makeup, but she was very beautiful …

The familiar fragrance of a young girl assaulted his nostrils, intoxicating him. He couldn't stop!