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

"You should calm down, dad will see you soon."

Jing Zeqian didn't care, he just saw it, and his father didn't have time to care about him right now.

Thinking of Lin Ruiqing's eyes just now, Jing Zeqian moved closer to his brother, his eyes full of gossip.

"Brother, how long do you think it will take for dad to coax mom this time?"

This is a must-have entertainment item for him and Jing Zeyou. Every time Jing Beicheng makes Lin Ruiqing angry, they will guess how much time dad needs this time.

Jing Zeyou raised his eyes and glanced at him. He was almost thirty, so why did he still behave so childishly?

"An hour."

Don't let the money you send me go to waste.

Jing Zeqian didn't agree with this answer. One hour was too long for Dad. This obviously failed to live up to the experience he had accumulated over the years.

His narrow eyes held an evil look, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and he stretched out two fingers towards Jing Zeyou.

"Half an hour, twenty thousand."

Mom doesn't seem to be looking so ugly today. According to Dad's skill, it can be done in half an hour.

Jing Zeyou raised his eyebrows and said the bigger bargaining chip.

"Twenty thousand? Too little? I'm more interested in the share of the movie you invested in last time."

Jing Zeqian's eyes widened and he straightened up suddenly, no longer as leisurely as before.

"Brother, you are too cruel!"

In the past, this was just a small game between the two brothers, so the amount proposed was not large, but this time Jing Zeyou clearly wanted him to remember it.

"Don't play?"

"...Play! Then I want the share of the software Hengjing developed last time!" Who is afraid of whom? Let’s see who plays harder!

Jing Zeyou shrugged indifferently, not caring what his brother wanted, he would definitely win anyway.

Anyway, if he has this confidence, Dad and the others will definitely not come down this hour.

On the second floor, Jing Beicheng followed Lin Ruiqing into the room.

Lin Ruiqing sat on the sofa with an expressionless expression.

Jing Beicheng slowly walked to her side and was about to sit down, but the person next to him immediately moved to the side.

It looked like he was extremely angry.

Jing Beicheng coughed and was thinking about how to coax him.

"Why did you talk about the banquet in front of Xiao Yi?"

Lin Ruiqing couldn't help but ask. She could obviously talk to her slowly about this matter, but there was no need for Xiao Yi to give her such a blow on the first day he came to the house.

What made her really angry was that her husband used such methods to treat a girl in her twenties.

Even if it's for his own daughter.

Jing Beicheng sighed and moved closer to Lin Ruiqing, holding her hand firmly to prevent her from hiding aside.

"The banquet is a definite matter. It will be announced sooner or later..."

Seeing that he was still trying to fool him, Lin Ruiqing glared at him with a somewhat angry expression, so Jing Beicheng stopped talking.

"Okay, to be honest, I really want Jing Yi to understand something first."

For example, Jing Zejun should have more. Although it was cruel, Jing Beicheng had to do that. Maybe now they know that Jing Yi is not a bad person, but on the contrary has a very simple mind.

But he couldn't guarantee that as time went by, her pure heart would not change and it would not affect Jingze Jun.

Growing up, he had seen too many relatives who turned against each other for fame and fortune, not to mention that they were not even relatives.

Lin Ruiqing was a little angry, "You can say it slowly, there is no need to treat her like this just after you brought her back..."

"Rui Qing, the longer you delay, the harder it will be to speak. You have to say it anyway, so what does it matter if you say it earlier?"

Lin Ruiqing opened her mouth to retort, but saw Jing Beicheng's serious look and stopped talking.

She knew that what Jing Beicheng said was right, and it was all for her and Jing Zejun's consideration.

She just felt a little more complicated.

I don't know whether I should be thankful that Jing Yi has a big heart and didn't think carefully about the deeper meaning of Jing Beicheng's words.

I should still feel guilty for my inner selfishness...

"Don't worry, I don't really want to embarrass her, I just nip some unnecessary trouble in the cradle."

Perhaps after having been in a high position for many years, Jing Beicheng's way of dealing with problems has become much simpler and more straightforward. He hopes to achieve the same thing in a more efficient way.

Lin Ruiqing sighed, feeling heavier.

At this time, Jing Beicheng also regretted that he did not take into account his wife's mood.

Although she didn't say it, Jing Beicheng knew that his wife had always felt guilty about the child.

But in his opinion, they didn't owe Jing Yi anything. Her mother adopted her from the orphanage and gave her a rich life and love, and they would always take care of her as long as she didn't change.

Jing Beicheng put his arm around Lin Ruiqing's shoulders, letting her lean against him, slowly relaxing her mood, and continued to explain in a low voice.

The atmosphere upstairs gradually became better, but downstairs it was particularly gloomy. Of course, Jing Zeqian was the only one who was gloomy.

Seeing the time passing by, Jing Beicheng and his wife had not yet gone downstairs, Jing Zeqian's heart sank a little bit.

The extra money he finally earned was about to be handed over to his brother.

For more than half an hour, Jing Zeqian's state went from lying on the sofa leisurely and confidently, to looking slightly anxiously downstairs from time to time, to then slumping on the sofa as if his dream was shattered.

Jing Zeyou casually raised his hand to look at his watch, then moved his gaze to Jing Zeqian, who was slumped on the sofa with a look of despair.

"It's five minutes until the hour is up."

"If it exceeds the one hour my brother said, our game will be void!"

Jing Zeqian suddenly sat up, his eyes wide open, his eyes still flashing with ecstasy, as if he felt that his extra money had not left his pocket.

Jing Zeqian did not comment, and waited quietly for a few minutes, and then heard the footsteps of Jing Beicheng and his wife.

He curled his lips slightly, clicked his watch, and raised his eyebrows to look at Jing Zeqian who was once again desperate.

"The money will be transferred to my account."

Then he leaned lazily on the back of the chair, looking leisurely.

It formed a sharp contrast with Jing Zeqian on the sofa next to him.

Lin Ruiqing went downstairs and saw the two brothers in this state, and was a little confused.

"Xiaoqian, what's wrong with you?"

His head leaned on the sofa, shaking slightly, and his mood was very low.

"Mom, I'm fine, I just suddenly realized that the greatest disappointment in life is that you think you are going to succeed, but you fall into a deeper cliff."

Jing Beicheng was also puzzled, wondering what this kid was talking about.

Lin Ruiqing thought that something bad had happened to her youngest son and was about to ask him about it.

Jing Zeyou lowered his head and smiled, and the smile on his lips spread.

"Mom, don't worry about him, he's fine."

Since the eldest son said that he was fine, it shouldn't be a big deal.

Lin Ruiqing didn't care about Jing Zeqian's melancholy, and took Jing Beicheng to see the two girls who had gone out to play and had not returned yet.