After being read, the fake daughter became the group's favorite

Jing Yi was also lectured by her family.

It would be fine if Jing Zeqian was like this, he was quite nagging, and after this incident, he became even more nagging.

The problem is that almost everyone in the family has become Jing Zeqian...

That is, Jing Beicheng himself is not very talkative, but the number of times he cares about Jing Yi has also increased sharply.

Jing Yi collapsed on the bed helplessly, "I feel like I'm about to become a salted fish." Shen Xi looked at her rogue appearance with amusement, "Isn't becoming a salted fish your lifelong goal?"

Jing Yi's muffled voice came, "... Not this kind of salted fish that can only collapse on the hospital bed, I want to be a free salted fish."

Salted fish, is there still a difference between free and unfree?

Shen Xi could only comfort her that she would be discharged from the hospital in a few days, but Jing Yi had heard this countless times.

Jing Zeqian, who was being nagged by Jing Yi, came to the hospital with the snacks that Jing Yi asked him to give him, but when he arrived at the ward, he found that he was not in it.

Jing Zeqian looked at Lin Ruiqing in confusion, "Mom, where is Jing Yiyi?" She told him to buy so many things, but she was not in the ward.

Is that reasonable?

"I went outside to bask in the sun with Xiaoyou."

Lin Ruiqing noticed the snacks in Jing Zeqian's hand and frowned slightly, "Why did you bring those snacks? Yiyi still needs to recover from her injuries and can't eat these miscellaneous things."

Jing Zeqian was so wronged. It was not his intention to bring these. It was Jing Yiyi who asked him to bring them! And she specified them one by one, as if she was afraid that he would just perfunctorily do it.

But Jing Zeqian didn't dare to tell the truth to Lin Ruiqing. Anyway, he had already scolded Jing Yiyi, so he didn't have to scold her again.

Seeing that Lin Ruiqing was about to come up to confiscate the snacks, Jing Zeqian quickly hid some of them, trying to get away with it, but he was still discovered by Lin Ruiqing.

Jing Zeqian grinned, "I'll eat these myself, eat them myself." As he said this, he put the things in his pocket.

Lin Ruiqing looked at him unhappily, muttering, "You're so old, and you still eat these snacks." As if worried that Jing Zeqian would show off the snacks to Jing Yi, Lin Ruiqing also reminded him, "Don't tease her in front of Yi Yi."

Jing Zeqian felt even more wronged. Was it easy for him to let Jing Yi eat what she wanted?

Jing Yi, who was walking with Jing Zeyou in the small park of the hospital, stretched herself, took a deep breath, and enjoyed the long-lost sunshine.

Jing Zeyou helped Jing Yi to rest on the bench, squatted in front of Jing Yi, and covered her with the sunscreen clothes in his hand. He didn't forget Jing Yi's essential sunbathing tools.

"Brother, my injury is almost healed. Can I go home?" It sounded pitiful.

"I'll ask the doctor later. If there's no problem, I'll pick you up in a few days."

Jing Yi smiled with her lips raised, and her tone was very happy, "Great! I can finally go home!" She now knew how Lin Ruiqing felt when she was hospitalized during that time.

Jing Zeyou looked at her with amusement, sat beside her, and basked in the sun with her.

The environment of this small garden is very good, full of green, the surroundings are very quiet, and the sun shines through the leaves on the two of them.

"It's been a long time since I basked in the sun with my brother!"

Jing Zeyou's mouth corners unconsciously rose. It was indeed a long time. The last time was when Jing Yi just came to Jing's house. I didn't expect so many things to happen during this period.

Jing Yi closed his eyes and enjoyed the sunshine, and said: "Brother, are you worried?"

"...Why do you ask that?"

He is not a person who shows his emotions on his face. Jing Zeyou is a little surprised that Jing Yi can always keenly perceive his emotions.

"It's just a feeling."

Jing Zeyou was slightly startled, and then the corners of his mouth rose, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, "There are some things I can't figure out."

Jing Yi opened his eyes and sat up straight, "Do you want to talk to me?"

[Today's "Intimate Sister" is online! 】

Jing Zeyou told Jing Yi about his meeting with Wang Boqi with a faint smile in his eyes.

Jing Zeyou was not surprised by the hostility of the Wang family towards the Jing family. He just never thought that his influence on Wang Boqi would be so great.

Jing Yi nodded in agreement. She thought of the previous provocation against Wang Boqi. The influence was indeed great, even to the point of madness.

How many ideas of "defeat Jing Zeyou" did Wang He impose on Wang Boqi to cause him to have such a deep-rooted obsession?

Jing Zeyou would not let Wang Boqi go. Not to mention Jing Zejun's affairs, Jing Yi also suffered so much because of him.

But he and Wang Boqi knew each other since childhood. He thought they would become enemies, but he didn't expect it to be so opposed.

Jing Yi listened to Jing Zeyou quietly, knowing that Jing Zeyou was not feeling well. The president of Hengjing was glamorous, but Jing Yi didn't know how much Jing Zeyou had paid until he came to the Jing family.

[It's not easy to be a 'child of other people's family'. ]

Although Jing Yi always teased Jing Zeyou for being a 'workaholic', how could he work so hard if it wasn't for Hengjing?

Looking at Jing Zeyou, Jing Yi suddenly said something.

She said; "Brother, do you know? You are the person who least fits the domineering personality I have ever seen."

He was resolute, calm and wise, which could not cover up that Jing Zeyou himself was a very kind person.

Hearing this, Jing Zeyou was a little confused. What did it mean to not fit the domineering personality?

The corners of Jing Yi's lips curved suddenly, and the dimples on both sides of his cheeks, one deep and one shallow, revealed a bit of natural cuteness.

Jing Beicheng is majestic, Jing Zeqian is arrogant, and Shen Huaichu is cold.

Only Jing Zeyou, she didn't know how to describe him with one word, or she felt that no word could describe Jing Zeyou's goodness.

Jing Zeyou gave her the feeling of an unfinished sketch, which was not perfect, but had a rough outline.

But the painter could not put down any more strokes, because every stroke could not make the painting better.

"... In short, being a relative and friend of the eldest brother must be a very happy thing."

For a moment, Jing Zeyou was slightly startled, and something in his heart was touched.

For more than 30 years, he had heard all kinds of compliments, whether it was intelligence or resourcefulness, but none of them were as shocking as Jing Yi's words.

After a while, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "This is the most pleasant praise I have heard in all these years."

Jing Yi couldn't help but smile, and her dimples were also dazzling in the sun.

The breeze rustled the leaves, Jing Zeyou sat beside Jing Yi, feeling the warmth of the sun on his body, his heart filled with peace.

"Brother! Jing Yi Yi!"

Good, the peace was broken.

Jing Zeyou opened his eyes and looked at the person who came. For a moment, Jing Zeyou wondered if his dear brother was not used to seeing him idle?