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After Jing Shishu and the others came in, the door closed silently.

The heating is on inside, and everyone is wearing only their formal wear so they don't get cold.

Sikuer took Jing Shishu's cloak back to the car from the side door and took it back when he went back.

Led by Jing Zixiao and Jing Zichen, Jing Shishu sat on the front seat, with Jing Zixiao and Jing Zichen next to her on the left and right.

After Jian Jing's family members all sat down, others sat down again.

Jin Huahong sat on the side and raised his hand to order people to start serving food.

The servants came out of the back kitchen in rows, carrying these expensive dishes with proper etiquette.

Jing Shishu didn't move simply because she didn't want to eat.

Others dare not eat it.

It's not easy for Jin Huahong to remind the Jing family.

Someone took a bite and found that no one else moved, swallowed silently, and put down the tableware in their hands.

The person next to him laughed softly, and the embarrassed man did not dare to move even more.

In the end, it was Jing Zixiao who moved the chopsticks, and the others started.

After that, the atmosphere became quite lively, and there were still quiet conversations at each table.

Jing Qingyan was afraid that Jing Shishu would be hungry, so she had eaten before.

So now she didn't touch the food in front of her, just holding her phone in one hand and checking the news on the Internet.

She disappeared for a while.

Fortunately for Xiao Hongshu, she had saved a lot of notes before and sent them regularly. She could still send them for a while.

But on Zhibo, her fans have already started crying.

In order to prove that she was not dead, Jing Shishu planned to choose nine pictures to post to Zhibo, but her saved pictures had already been destroyed.

So she picked up her phone and took three pictures.

I blurred out all the people and took six more selfies.

Edit send.

At the same time, he never forgets to care about the lives of his roommates (Su Zijing) in the dormitory group.

Jing Shishu looked up from her phone and thought about her surroundings. They were all eating, so no one cared about her taking selfies of her slutty beauty, right?

Jin Huahong, who had been observing, hurriedly ate with his head down: Yes, no one saw it.

Suddenly, at the table closest to them, there was a graceful lady looking at Jing Shishu with a smile, and then said to Jing Zixiao: "Zixiao, are your grandparents okay?"

Jing Zixiao gave her a cold look, "Mrs. Zuo, you should call me Miss Jing, or Miss Jing Zixiao."

Ke Ziyi showed a trace of sadness, "You know, I don't want to divorce your father. Is it because of this that you brothers and sisters don't recognize me as your mother?"

Jing Shishu looked at the other son and daughter sitting next to Ke Ziyi, calm on the surface, but screaming in her heart, what kind of bloody plot is this?

Jing Zichen's face was expressionless, "Mrs. Zuo, I remember grandma gave you three billion, and you left very neatly."

Maybe there would still be troubles when I was a kid, but talking about it now seems extremely hypocritical.

Grandma gave her a choice. As early as when she took the money and left the Jing family overnight, the friendship between them was over.

Ke Ziyi's expression finally showed some cracks, but she quickly returned to her noble lady appearance.

"Your grandma never likes me——"

Jing Zixiao showed no mercy to her at all. His voice was neither loud nor quiet, and many people could hear it.

"That's because of your endless greed."

When he said this, Jing Zixiao glanced at Jing Shishu next to him inexplicably.

"You don't understand why you hate your aunt, and you keep taking advantage of the Jing family. Have you forgotten this?"

"Grandma is not the only one who doesn't like you. Everyone in our Jing family, including the military dog ​​in front of the door, doesn't like you."

"Everyone knows the status of our Jing family. You have always been related to us, and your intentions are very obvious. Isn't it really embarrassing?"

"Since you are married and have given birth to a child for the Zuo family, you should know that you have no relationship with our Jing family for a long time. Now that you are saying these things, do you want to get back together with my dad?"

From beginning to end, Jing Zixiao's expression was cold, as if he was facing a complete stranger.

Ke Ziyi's expression couldn't be maintained at all, and she was as stiff as if she had been dead for eight hundred years.

The girl next to her looked displeased, "Sister Zixiao, how could you say that about mom?"

Jing Zixiao put down the tableware in his hand.

The scene suddenly became quiet. Jin Huahong was shocked and thought that nothing would happen.

Everyone around looked over.

"Just be quiet while you're eating, and she's not my mother."

Zuo Lianmeng was embarrassed by what she said, and looked to her brother Zuo Wenjun for help.

"Did my sister make a mistake? Didn't my mother give birth to you? Why are you so angry without being polite in such a formal occasion?"

Jing Shishu frowned.

Is this guy stupid?

polite? She seemed to be too polite and let them go to no end.

Jing Shishu looked at her cousins ​​beside her. They had expressionless faces and no emotions. They didn't intend to pay attention to these two idiots jumping around.

After all, the two of them are already important figures in charge of the Jing family. There is no need to argue with these two fourteen-year-old brats. If word spreads about it, people will laugh. Besides, there are so many respectable people watching here.

Ke Ziyi also grasped this point.

Jing Zixiao and Jing Zichen could attack her mercilessly, but they couldn't argue with the two children.

Jing Shishu, who had reached the limit of her endurance, couldn't stand it any longer. She was so aggrieved. As expected, being too well-educated was not good.

She was almost furious as she watched.

What they said was very uncomfortable.

Of course it doesn't matter now that we are divorced, and we still paid for the divorce, which seems to be voluntary at first glance, and we even gave birth to a child for our spouse.

What kind of relatives are you here to meet now? People refused and still pretended to be there, which was very uncomfortable.

The most important thing is, how dare this old woman not like her mother?

Her mother is loved by everyone, and everyone loves her so much, okay?

Really tasteless.

Jing Shishu made an irritated voice for everyone to hear, and deliberately frowned, so that everyone could see that she was unhappy.

She waved to the bodyguard who had already returned behind her.

Sikuer was a little unsure, but after catching a glimpse of his little lady's eyes, he knew that he was not mistaken.

In full view of everyone, the man in black walked to Zuo's position and raised his hand.

"boom--"

The whole table was overturned.

"what--"

The people at that table hurriedly stood up and moved away. Zuo Lianmeng screamed and crawled into Ke Ziyi's arms.

The other people sitting there were too frightened to move, not expecting anything like this to happen.

The strings in Jin Huahong's mind were completely broken.

humming.

Jing Zixiao and Jing Zichen looked slightly surprised. In their impression, Shushu was not someone who would do such a thing. She had always had a good temper.

Has a trip to country A changed?

At the same time, they also knew that Jing Shishu was venting his anger on them, so they felt warm in their hearts and made no move to stop her.

Jing Shishu followed He Xi's example and stood up with a half-smile, "Is this your first time attending an intercontinental banquet? Don't you understand what our sitting in this position means?"

There was a hint of teasing in his words.

"I'm very curious, how did Mrs. Zuo introduce the Jing family to you, so that you dare to talk to our Jing family like this? An unknown small family that she dumped casually? Or her ex-husband's family that is not worth mentioning?"

Everyone was so frightened by these words that they broke into cold sweat. No one dared to raise their head, and they all stared at the cold dishes in front of them.

Oh my god, can they listen to such rebellious words?

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive, with only the slightest sound of breathing.

Jing Shishu put one hand on the table and turned the goblet without a drop of wine in the other hand. It seemed that as long as what the other person said dissatisfied her, she would throw out the things in her hand at any time.