Play Nice

Chapter 268 268: This is the real favor of Jing Zhao (four more)

"Those people in the Imperial Mansion are right, I'm a little witch, I'm crazy, it doesn't matter if I'm abnormal or anti-social, why should I bear it?"

Why do you have to endure it? Shang Yude will die.

Jing Zhao's grip on her hand tightened a little. He knew her resentment. She could not calm down, but he couldn't. He wanted to pull her back from the edge of the cliff.

"There are no real gods and ghosts in the world. Anything that happens will leave traces. We live in a society ruled by law and are protected by the law, so we must obey the law. It's not that we don't collect debts, we can't use this to kill the enemy. A thousand ways to hurt yourself." Every word of Jing Zhao is sonorous and powerful, firm and unshakable, but his eyes are gentle and tolerant, "Lingling, you must cherish your hands, don't get dirty, have a bottom line, and sleep well. Be safe, do something and don’t.”

Her eyes calmed down, her eyelids drooped slowly, and her hands drooped.

"Leader."

She didn't agree, threw the sweet potato into the trash can, pushed Jing back to the bedroom, and closed the door.

She needs to digest it herself.

Jing Zhao was waiting at the door, reflecting on what he just said. He should be a little softer and more patient, and not just refute it.

After about ten minutes, the business leader opened the door.

Jing Zhao opened his mouth first: "I'm sorry, I just said too much."

If it was someone else, Shang Lingling would definitely not listen, but she would listen to what Jing Zhao said.

"I didn't say it was serious, I did something wrong." She smoked a cigarette inside, soothing the monster in her heart, "You punish me."

She had just nearly bumped into someone, and she had some dangerous thoughts left in her head that she needed to do something.

Jing Zhao said, "You are giving me a problem."

"I am serious."

What happened today, to be more serious, is called attempted murder.

"Row."

Jing Zhao led the business leader to the police station.

The car was parked outside, and the business leader was uneasy: "Are you bringing me to surrender?"

"You know you're afraid?" Jing Zhao released her hand that was tightly clutching the seat belt, and stroked the nail prints on her palm, "Wait for me in the car."

He got out of the car alone.

Shang Lingling didn't know what he was going to do, and he came out soon.He restarted the car and switched paths.

The business leader was at a loss: "Where are you going?"

"Orphanage."

"Why go to the orphanage?"

Jing Zhao gave her a booklet.

She opened it and looked: "What is this?"

The Empire has a penalty called a social service order, which is an alternative to imprisonment.Of course, it was impossible for Jing Zhao to let the business leaders keep the records, so he asked for this booklet in private, and there was no official seal in it.

"What I really want in the pipeline is that a stamp can be stamped after two hours of social service."

Business leader: "..."

She held the booklet: "It's good."

When he arrived at the orphanage, Jing Zhao went to greet the dean first.

The business leaders waited outside the door.

"Hey!"

It was a ferocious child with only one foot and a prosthetic limb. He threw a stone at the business leader: "Don't you want anyone?"

Weird kid with bravado.

Shang Lingling had a very complicated mood, and didn't want to be used to others: "I have someone who wants it."

Jing Zhao came out, along with a staff member of the orphanage.

Shang Lingling deliberately asked Jing Zhao loudly, "Do you want me?"

Jing Zhao was puzzled.

The business leader shook his arm and urged, "Do you want me?"

Jing Zhao couldn't catch her thoughts, but he answered seriously, "Yes."

Shang Lingling raised his chin and proudly showed off to the child: "See, I have someone who wants it."

See, no matter how bad or perverted she is, even if she almost hits someone with a car, Jing Zhao will not want her.

The child grimaced at the business collar.

Jing Zhao laughed.

The staff member said, "Come with me. I just want to prepare dinner for the children. There is a lot of work in the dining hall."

Jing Zhao shook his head.

The aunt took the business leader to the dining hall. Today is not a weekend, and there are no volunteers. There are thirty children in the hospital, and there are only two cooking staff.

Shang Lingling was assigned to peel the onion.

Jing Zhao didn't help her, he just stood by to accompany her.

Shang Lingling was raised since she was a child. She had never worked, and the onion was stumbling. She wore an apron that didn't fit, and her hair was tied up with a chopstick. She sniffed: "The eyes are so hot."

She subconsciously wiped it with her hands.

Jing Zhao quickly grabbed her hand: "I can't use my hands."

He wet the paper, wiped her eyes, and then according to what Jinghedong said on WeChat, the teacher and businessman should soak the onion in cold water, so that it won't be so spicy.But he still didn't help her.

Her eyes were red after peeling the onion.

"Aggrieved?"

She shook her head: "No."

She is not wronged, and her work is very useful, not only for punishment, but also to calm her mind.

The two aunties in the dining hall were very kind and elderly. When they were working, they told her a lot about the children in the courtyard. Her impulse to kill and set fire was suppressed.

Jing Zhao kissed her eyes: "You did a great job."

From two o'clock to six o'clock, she washed and cut vegetables, cleaned up, and gave a recitation class to the children in the courtyard.She has always been very fond of children. Most of the children in the orphanage are introverted and do not dare to talk to her, but they will always surround her.

It was dark when it was over, and the dean left them for dinner.

Jing Zhao went to get the seal, and the business leader was waiting for him at the door.

"Hey!"

It's the kid who threw stones at people.

He is seven years old this year. He heard from the aunt in the cafeteria that he didn't remember his original name, everyone called him Xiaopang, but he remembered that he had parents and that he had a car accident when he was very young and his left foot was amputated. Mom and Dad had no money to treat him, so they threw him away.

Shang Lingling deliberately said with a straight face: "Call me sister."

Xiaopang is actually not fat, he is thin, his prosthesis has not been installed for a long time, and his walking is unsteady: "When will you come next time?"

He pretended to be fierce.

The business leader said, "When you make a mistake."

"When was that?"

"do not know."

Fatty threw something on her foot and ran away, staggering.

The business leader picked it up, and it was a cotton candy.She held it in her hand and smiled.

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　　It's not that Jing Zhao doesn't care about the collar, it's that he loves her too much

　　
　
(End of this chapter)