Chapter 1474

Jing Ming smiled, that's right.

Although I haven't seen this little guy face to face, but I have seen his photos. Although he is young, he has followed Murong Sheng to various banquets many times. He is a clever and clever kid.

Jing Ming reached out to lift his hand, but Murong Jue took a step too fast.

As the elevator went up, Murong Jue looked up at him, "Uncle, are you going to the 20th floor too?"

"That's right."

"Then let's hope we didn't go through the same door."

Um? Jing Ming lowered his eyes, looking down at this bold little guy.

The little guy met his elite gaze, without panic or hiding, and smiled suddenly, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

After he finished speaking, he generously stretched out his little hand...

Jing Ming was surprised!

Murong Jue blinked his big eyes, "Does Uncle dislike me for being young?"

"Hehe..." Jing Ming laughed and took his little hand, "So, do you know who I am?"

"No matter who it is, I just want to make friends with you."

"Oh?"

"You must be a businessman."

"Yes, that's right." Jing Ming let go of his little hand with a friendly attitude.

Murong Jue bowed to him in an old-fashioned manner, "Uncle, please give me more advice in the future. I am Murong Jue, the future successor of AL Group."

really!

Murong Sheng's son, almost all the famous people in Kyoto in the business field have an impression of him.

"I have admired your name for a long time." Jing Ming chuckled again.

Murong Jue shook his hand modestly, "I dare not, I'm just my father's little tail, I made my uncle laugh at me."

He spoke in a calm manner, polite and restrained, his small body was straight, his innate noble temperament, and his age-inappropriate conversation made Jing Ming have an inexplicable liking for him.

He... should follow Murong Sheng's character.

Ding! The elevator doors opened.

Murong Jue took a step back politely, and raised his hand, "Uncle, please."

Jing Ming paused, then smiled, "It's better for you to invite first."

"Why are you two so polite?" Suddenly, Jing Qiu's voice came from outside.

The two were startled, then Murong Jue rushed out, bowed slightly to Jing Qiu in embarrassment, and said, "Auntie, here I am again."

Jing Qiu touched his head with gentle eyes, "Your father has called, and you are welcome to come over for dinner."

Jing Ming pretended to be surprised: "Yo, you guys are so familiar?"

Murong Jue turned his head and smiled at him, "Auntie Jingqiu is my father's best friend."

"Oh, then let me introduce myself to you." Jing Ming straightened his body, cleared his throat, and said seriously, "My name is Jing Ming, Aunt Jing Qiu's...boyfriend."

Jing Qiu opened his eyes and stared at him.

He grinned, glanced across her face, and raised his eyebrows at Murong Jue.

Murong Jue shook his head calmly, "Uncle is wrong, if you are Jing Ming, then you are Aunt Jing Qiu's younger brother."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Jing Qiu, "Auntie, isn't that right?"

Jing Qiu's face was slightly hot, and he said "um" in embarrassment, then took his hand, "Let's go, let's go into the house."

"Hey, why are you here again?"

When Lin Tongtong saw Murong Jue again, she was very surprised.

"Hi sister, I miss you." Murong Jue replied with a smile.

When Shao Wei at the side heard this, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Lin Tongtong was thin-skinned. When the little boy said that, she blushed, "You...you are a brat, who wants you to think about it?"

"Tongtong, speak carefully." Jing Qiu reminded, "I'm going to serve the food, you can take care of Xiaojue."

Before Lin Tongtong could reply, Murong Jue said, "Auntie, I don't need my sister to look after me. I'll serve you the dishes."

After speaking, he quickly glanced at the ground and found that there was no small card on the ground, so he glanced at Shao Wei again.

Shao Wei's smile was unclear, so he couldn't help but take another look, but he was too embarrassed to ask, so he turned and followed Jing Qiu away.

Seeing that he really followed his mother to the kitchen, Lin Tongtong pouted, "A sycophant."

Jing Ming came over after changing his shoes, greeted Shao Wei, and passed the roast duck in his hand to his daughter, and suddenly saw that her feet were wrapped in gauze...

He was slightly surprised, "Tongtong, what's wrong with you?"

"Are you asking about feet?" Lin Tongtong raised her right foot.

"Yeah, this foot..."

"I smashed it myself." Lin Tongtong didn't want to say more, took the bag from him, and walked towards the kitchen.

Right now, she doesn't want her mother to be "bought" by the little sycophant.

Jing Ming followed into the kitchen, and asked Jing Qiu while helping to clean up the glazed table, "Why did you smash Tongtong's foot?"

Jing Qiu handed a plate of dishes to Murong Jue who was beside him, and said calmly, "Ask Miss Ma."

Jing Qiu was stunned.

Lin Tongtong glanced at him, put the bag of roasted duck in front of him, turned around and followed Murong Jue out of the kitchen...

"Sister, aren't you tired?" Murong Jue looked at her, his eyes were clear and clear without impurities.

Facing such eyes, Lin Tongtong felt a little "dirty" thinking.

"I am not tired."

"Your foot is injured, you should sit down." Murong Jue pulled the chair away, "Please sit down."

Lin Tongtong sat down, but in the next second, she felt uncomfortable again. This is her mother's house, why did she look like a guest?

"Hey, you...don't go!" She stopped Murong Jue who wanted to serve the food again.

Murong Jue walked back obediently, and before Lin Tongtong could speak, he said, "Don't worry, I won't rob you of your mother."

Um?

Can he read his own mind?

Lin Tongtong blinked, staring at his thick black eyes, "Young Master..."

"No, my name is Murong Jue, you can call me Xiao Jue."

Lin Tongtong blushed, trying to protect her face, "I just like to call you Shaojue, what's wrong?"

"Yes, sister, I love to hear your name."

Uh... Lin Tongtong caressed her forehead.

Taking a breath, she adjusted her breathing, then stared at him, "I ask you, why don't you have dinner with your father?"

"Because my dad has something to do and can't have dinner with me."

"Don't you have a mother?"

Murong Jue's expression changed slightly, and he paused before answering: "Between her and you, I choose you."

"What? Little boy, speak more seriously!" Lin Tongtong shouted angrily.

Shao Wei hurriedly came over from the living room, seeing her and Murong Jue facing each other, she couldn't help standing at the table and looking at them curiously...

"Sister, I'm not wrong, I know I will face you when I come here."

Lin Tongtong opened her mouth wide...there was nothing wrong with her words.

"Hey, you have to know that I don't like you." She confessed.

Murong Jue blinked, and calmly replied: "There are many people who like me, but you are the only one who doesn't like me. I am very interested in being with people who don't like me."

"You... what are you?"

Lin Tongtong was speechless, she looked at Shao Wei dumbfounded, "Sister Wei, watch him talk."

"Hahaha..." Shao Wei laughed out loud.

She came over and stretched out her hand to Murong Jue, and said with a smile, "Hi! My name is Shao Wei. I have a four-year-old son. I like you."

"Thank you, little aunt." Murong Jue held her hand and smiled brightly.

"Sister Wei." Lin Tongtong pulled down Shao Wei's skirt.

Seeing that the two of them had something to say, Murong Jue said, "Let's talk, I'll go to the kitchen and have a look."

"Sister, I really have nothing to do with Masati." In the kitchen, Jing Ming was explaining to Jing Qiu.

Jing Qiu lowered his head and mixed a pot of cold vegetables, his voice was weak, "You don't need to explain to me, I don't want to know your past either."

"Then don't turn your back on me." Jing Ming grabbed her shoulders and forcibly leaned over her body.

Jing Qiu held the tray, displeased: "Let go! Get out quickly, don't hinder me from doing things."

"Let me do it." He went to get the plate.

Jing Qiu refuses to let go, but Jing Ming pulls it off.

This made Jing Qiu's body sway, Jing Ming immediately put his arms around her waist again, bowed his head and kissed her lips...

Lips pressed together, Jing Qiu's head buzzed, and he froze.

Murong Jue who was standing at the door saw this, rushed in and picked up a plate of vegetables on the stage, "Auntie!"

Jing Qiu was shocked by the call, and immediately pushed Jing Ming away.

Murong Jue turned his eyes slightly, caught a glimpse of the blush on her pretty face, and lowered his voice, "I'll serve the food."

"Okay." Jing Qiu nodded.

Jing Ming smiled helplessly, took a deep breath, "Let me serve it."