Chapter 337 Of Course I Hate You (2)

Mo Lan hurried to Jing Yiran's side, hugged him distressedly, and got angry at Jing Yichen: "Ah Chen, what's wrong with you, why did you hit your brother again! Do you want to beat him to death to be reconciled?"

Jing Yichen stood there with a straight body, his whole body was like an exquisite sculpture, his face remained indifferent, and he said indifferently: "He wanted to die by himself, but he couldn't die. I already promised my dad that he would live."

Mo Lan cried and shouted: "Keep your mouth shut and let him die. If you hate me, then hate me. It was I who made the decision to keep Aran! What's wrong with him to let you bully me like this! What resentment do you have?" Just come at me, an old woman, I won't live for a few years anyway, you vent all your anger on me, don't hit Aran again!"

Jing Yichen originally turned around to leave, but when he heard her words, he took back his steps.

His fingers were clenched together tightly, and the calmness on his face disappeared, replaced by a rare ferocity: "Hate you? Of course I hate you!"

He looked down at Moran with cold eyes, as if it was not his grandma, but his enemy.

"Even if Jing Yiran has nothing wrong with him, he will still be trampled under my feet!" Jing Yichen's voice was harsh and cold, and the words he said were like a knife, piercing into Moran's heart fiercely, " He is not wrong, so what is wrong with my mother, she will lose her life at the age of twenty-eight!"

"One life, you pay me!" Jing Yichen stretched out his hand to Mo Lan, and roared word by word: "Pay-give-me!"

In the living room, Jing Yichen's deafening voice echoed for a long time, pay me, pay me...

He looked at Moran's pale face, and there was a cold mockery on his face: "Why, I can't afford it, can I? How wronged my mother died, she did nothing wrong, but she has to accept another woman for no reason Give birth to a child for the man she loves, why, she is not incapable of giving birth? Why, she obviously already has an excellent son!"

"I lost my mother when I was three years old. I'm so happy! I don't even know what it feels like to say "Mom". I'm so happy!"

Moran had never seen Jing Yichen like this before.

He has always been indifferent and cold, but he will not be so cruel and angry like he is now, at least not to her.

He is very alienated, but he never disrespects her as an elder.

She said in a panic: "Zhang Rong is dead, and she has paid the price. Aran is innocent!"

Jing Yichen laughed suddenly, but there was no smile in his laughter, only sarcasm and coldness, which made Moran feel chills in his heart.

After laughing enough, Jing Yichen said coldly: "Yes, she died, it was too easy to die! She died thirty years too late! It's really kind of me to let such a vicious woman live for so many years. I don’t know who made her free early, but if I find this person, I will definitely let him experience the feeling that life is worse than death! I didn’t let anyone die, who dares to die!”

"The mistakes you made, why let my mother suffer for you! Why do you all live freely, and she lives alone in the tomb, with those ghosts! Does she deserve to die? No, she is too You are kind! Seeing a woman come to the door with a big belly, why not just stab her to death!"

Jing Yichen stared at Mo Lan with red eyes, didn't regard her as his elder at all, and sneered: "You are so selfish and ridiculous, why do you want to make the Jing family flourish and take advantage of my father? Why are you Don't let my grandfather marry more women, let him have more sons!"

His words became more and more rebellious, but Moran couldn't even utter a word of rebuttal.

She hugged Jing Yiran, her whole body was trembling slightly, her face was already as pale as paper.

Jing Yichen acted as if he hadn't seen it, and his tone was as cold as a knife, and he cut Moran's body unceremoniously: "Well, as you wish, I took all my anger on you, are you happy? Are you satisfied? Do you think I am your grandson, so I dare not scold you? Sorry, I regard family affection as dirt, and I don’t have the consciousness of being a junior, because since I was three years old, no one has taught me how to honor the elders !"

"Do you know why I beat your most beloved grandson today? Because he wanted to rob me of my things and Jing Sheng. You'd better teach him again and tell him that everything in the Jing family belongs to me alone." ! Want to get involved? Dreaming! He is not worthy!"

After he finished speaking, he ignored Moran's precarious appearance, and walked away with his long legs.

After walking out of the villa and getting into the car, Jing Yichen had already calmed down.

He has always had good self-control, and if Moran hadn't touched his mother in words today, he wouldn't be angry.

If he could bring his mother back to life, he would give everything in exchange. He didn't need the Jing family, heirs, or Jing Sheng.

As long as mother can live.

However, none of this is possible.

The mistakes made by Moran were irreversible, and he couldn't convince himself to give her a good face.

She will always favor Jing Yiran indiscriminately, it doesn't matter, if she is biased, she will be biased, he does not need Moran's concern.

He came to Jing's house today just to warn Jing Yiran, because his hand was stretched too far, and because he joined forces with outsiders, it had nothing to do with old grudges.

This afternoon, Ji Bo suddenly called and asked Jing Yiran to represent Jingsheng to carry out business cooperation with Ji's Group. Only by letting Jing Yiran and Shangguan Ning jointly manage the financial business can he continue to let the financial team stay at ease. Jingsheng can carry out deeper cooperation.

He knew very well that Jing Yiran must have sent Jing Sheng to Ji's family on purpose.

Jing Yichen sneered, "Ji Bo, your appetite is too big, and you're not afraid to feed yourself to death!"

Cooperation?

Hehe, I am not the only one in the Jing family, but I am the only one who has the final say! But your Ji family, you are not the only one who has the final say!

Jing Yiran has already caused trouble for the Jing family because of Shen Lingbing's matter, and now he still wants to reach out to Jing Sheng, but life is too smooth.

As for Ji Bo, he still dared to think about Shangguan Ning with ulterior motives. He thought his life was too long.

Jing Yichen drove the car back to his home.

Seeing Shangguan Ning busy in the mist in the kitchen, the indifference on his face gradually dissipated, and his expression gradually became gentle.

Shangguan Ning turned her head to see him, came up to him with a smile, and put a spoonful of the sea cucumber and shredded chicken soup she had just made to his lips: "Try it, is it delicious? I just learned it from Uncle Du!"

Her bright smile and smug face made Jing Yichen's heart soft.

He drank the soup and said with a smile, "It's very delicious, Chef Shangguan."