Chapter 238

When did Jing Zhiyuan leave? Jing Dong didn't know. Later, she went to the old house and never saw him again.

He has bought the shares and should not bother her any more.

Thinking so, when I returned to Jing's old house and opened the door, I saw Jing Zhiyuan sitting on the sofa, holding a newspaper, sitting there in the same style as a veteran cadre, with a pair of gold rimmed glasses on his face.

Glasses can't hide the sharp light of introvert. Jun's face is a casual expression. He hangs his eyes, gently purses his thin lips, and occasionally lifts his eyes. His eyelashes flip up and down, which makes people feel good.

Jingdong won't be deceived by his gentle appearance. She knows what kind of character is under that pair of glasses.

However, I have to say that in terms of appearance, Jing Zhiyuan is the most handsome of the Jing brothers. I just don't know why. I feel that he doesn't look much like the other brothers.

In fact, Jing zhiting doesn't look like the rest of his brothers. Long Sheng's nine sons are different.

Jing Dong was not afraid of Jing Zhiyuan. She politely shouted "big brother", but she didn't get any response. She didn't care. She changed her shoes and went upstairs.

Until she went upstairs, Jing Zhiyuan put down the newspaper, took off his glasses and took a look upstairs.

At dinner time, Jing Dong knew that the old man and the old lady had gone out to visit their old friends. Only she, Jing Yuejun and Jing Zhiyuan were left for dinner.

This scene is inexplicably familiar, and Jing Dong has some ideas. Shouldn't the second old man be hiding from Jing Zhiyuan?

However, this idea is groundless. I heard that visiting old friends was decided several days ago.

The two elders are not here, and the meal scale has not been reduced, but it is slightly spicy according to the tastes of the three.

"I didn't expect to eat spicy food in winter." Jing Yuejun smiled.

"I like spicy food very much," said Jing Dong. She doesn't like sweet food very much. She's tired of eating a few bites.

At this time, Jing Zhiyuan raised his head and frowned, "there are no rules at all."

Jingdong and jingyuejun are both a meal.

Although King Yuejun grew up his generation, she didn't have the dignity of her elders at all. At this time, she didn't even answer her words, but just bowed her head to eat.

With the last experience, Jing Dong also held the idea that one thing is better than one thing. He didn't answer and buried himself in eating.

But someone deliberately found fault.

"Brother, you don't even have a response. Is that your rule?"

Jingdong pursed, "I know, brother."

Jing Zhiyuan raised his eyebrow. "Look at your expression, don't you agree?"

Jingdong endured again and again. Finally, he put down his chopsticks, raised his eyes and smiled, "I know I'm not satisfied. What else do you ask?"

Jing Yuejun accelerated the speed of pickling rice. Soon a bowl of white rice was finished. The dishes didn't move a few times. He got up and said, "well, I haven't prepared my lessons yet. I'll go upstairs to prepare my lessons first."

Then she gave Jingdong a wink and hurried upstairs.

Jing Zhiyuan ignored her whereabouts and didn't bother to pay attention. He just looked at Jing Dong with a faint sneer on his lips.

"I'm not satisfied. It's so reasonable."

Jingdong smiled helplessly, "I just asked, why do you convince me? Is it because you are the boss or your style of behavior? I don't say to convince people with virtue, at least you give me a reason."

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth."

"Fooling around."

Jing Dongsi didn't let her down and fought against Jing Zhiyuan.

She knows that some people can't get used to it. Once they get used to it, they will go wrong.

When Jing Zhiyuan heard her four word evaluation, he narrowed his eyes and the storm began again.