Play Nice

Chapter 307 307: Challenge the largest scale of Jing Zhao (two more)

"Shang Lingling, do you want to kiss?"

It was very sudden.

The business leader was stunned for a moment: "Yes."

Jing Zhao unfastened his seat belt, left his seat a little, leaned over and kissed her.

The rain was hurried and violent, and there was a sense of menacing persecution, like Jing Zhao's kiss.

The window was closed by him.

Exactly 27 seconds, he pinched the time to stop.The red light turns green and the car starts moving again.

Shang Lingling grabbed the seat belt, his face was slightly red, and he opened his mouth to breathe: "Mr. Jing, your scale has become larger."

He looked at the road ahead: "What scale?"

Shang Ling received the sweetness, and said happily: "You didn't give kisses outside before."

"In the car, not outside." The raindrops fell on the car, and the momentum was too urgent, making people restless, Jing Zhao's fingers holding the steering wheel clenched slightly.A little hot, he opened the car window to let in the cold air.

Shang Lingling put his hands on the armrest box, leaned over and looked at Jing Zhao expectantly: "Then what is the maximum size you can accept in the car?"

She had a rocket in her head.

The road was blocked again and the car stopped.

Jing Zhao turned his head, his eyes were not the same as usual, and the ink was darker: "Don't be curious about everything."

He is most charming when he is emotional.

Business leaders have seen.

"Then I'm just curious."

She actually wanted to ask something more exciting, for fear of being reprimanded by Old Antique.

Jing Zhao looked away: "I'll tell you later."

The rain didn't stop until the evening, and there were occasional thunderstorms.

At the merchant's table, the atmosphere was tense.

"Is it your fault?"

He Wanlin held her hands and put on full makeup on her face. She was very charming when she was young, and she still has her charm now.

"You said I did it, do you have any evidence?"

Shang Yude sat upright, his eyes burning brightly: "Do you know what you are doing?"

He Wanlin raised her legs with a high-hanging attitude: "I didn't do anything."

"He Wanlin!"

Looking at him, his eyes were anxious, his face was red and his ears were red, and he stopped pretending to be an old noble.

This man, he can wear whatever he lacks.

Shang Yude was born in a poor family and had a hard time eating soft food. After his wife passed away, he changed his face. He never left his cane and hat. He always wore a mask and held a posture when he went out.

"Grandpa," Shang Baolan persuaded in a low voice, seeing the tension on both sides, "stop arguing."

He Wanlin laughed: "Grandpa? You should be called Dad."

Shang Baolan's face was embarrassed, and he carefully looked at Shang Yude's face.

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

The maid and aunt went to open the door and led the guests in: "Chairman, the little miss is here."

The three people at the table looked different.

The business leader led in and wiped the rain off his sleeves: "I'm eating." She naturally pulled out the chair and sat down, "I just didn't eat, Aunt Ning, give me a pair of chopsticks."

Aunt Ning has been in the business for many years. Knowing who has the final say on the table, she hurried to the kitchen to get the tableware.

A table of dishes barely moved.

Shang Lingling hadn't had dinner yet, so he took a mushroom meatball: "When do you register?"

The other three were silent.

Shang Ling Ling took another piece of beef and ate on her own. She ate very politely and casually. She also praised that the meat was very tender.

"Anyway, everyone knows it, there is no need to hide it."

Shang Yude couldn't swallow, and the bowls and chopsticks in front of him were clean: "No registration."

"It's okay not to register, but the relationship on the household registration needs to be changed." Shang Lingling looked up and asked, "Right, aunt."

This aunt shouted Shang Baolan's body stiff and panicked: "Lingling, I..."

She "me" for a long time, blushed, and couldn't say anything.

The business leader picked the fishbone slowly and methodically: "Grandpa, be kind, or you will be punished."

Shang Yude slammed it on the table.

The bowls and chopsticks clapped a few times.

Shang Lingling didn't lift her eyelids: "The fish is good." She scooped a spoonful of soup and drank it in small sips, "Aunt Ning, do you still have fish soup?"

Aunt Ning stammered: "I, I, I will serve it for you."

The air pressure on the dining table was too low, making it hard to breathe, and no one moved the chopsticks except the business leader.

She was almost done eating, and put down her chopsticks: "Ms. He, do I want to call your grandma in the future?"

He Wanlin ruffled her hair, glanced at Shang Yude, and said with disgust, "No need."

"Then don't call it. However, don't call yourself Mrs. Shang when you are outside, so as not to be confused by others." Shang Lingling tapped on the table, very leisurely, she suggested, "You can say that you are Mrs. Shang, after all The desert star is already yours."

Shang Yude couldn't bear it any longer: "Enough!"

When the fish soup was brought to the table, Aunt Ning's hands trembled and spilled a few drops. She hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry little lady."

Shang Lingling took out a few pieces of paper to wipe Aunt Ning's hands, and smiled sweetly: "It's okay." She suddenly lost her appetite and didn't drink the fish soup, so she stood up leisurely: "I'm full, take it slow. ."

Who can eat it.

Putting down the "family of three", the business leader led them upstairs. The first room on the right hand side of the second floor was the room where she used to live. It was very clean. Aunt Ning would clean it regularly. to the ground.

She opened the wardrobe and took out the iron box under it. The box contained a doll, a red gem hairpin, an anklet, and a notepad.

She took out the notepad and opened it.

"The red rabbit was in so much pain that he lay in the cage, where the white rabbit had been lying. He thought it would no longer hurt if the heart was dug out, so he dug out the whole heart. He finally stopped pain, Because he died. The witch didn't have time to study it, and didn't have time to tell the Red Rabbit that of all the body parts, only the heart should not be cut and cut repeatedly."

This is a fairy tale written by mother Yang Shu. There is a sentence at the bottom of the story: he is a red rabbit, I am a white rabbit, he will let me die, and I can let him die.

Shang Lingling closed the book, if she hadn't been kidnapped, the red rabbit and the white rabbit would not end well.The White Rabbit is too tired and has prepared the medicine, because she knows that the Red Rabbit will not live alone.

There was thunder outside, and the sound drowned out the ringing of the phone.

After ringing for a long time, the business leader answered the phone.

"Leader."

"Ah."

The sound of rain and Jing Zhao's voice mixed together, pulling the most sensitive nerve in one's eardrums.

"I'm here to pick you up."

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　　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)