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It can be seen that there should be something urgent for them in the presidential palace.

Jingbao'er then presses answer and quickly hands over the mobile phone to Jingrong

Jing Rong took a look at the mobile phone screen, and then said coldly, "hello."

It was the housekeeper who called.

The housekeeper explained that he always called Jingrong and jingbao'er, but they were all turned off. He was very worried, so he kept calling.

After listening to the housekeeper, Jing Rong was relieved.

Originally, he thought something had happened to the presidential palace.

After a few words with the housekeeper, Jing Rong said that he would go back soon.

Then, the housekeeper said, "yes, sir, I'll call home. I'll have the food and wine ready for you. When will you be back?"

"I expect to be home tomorrow morning." Jingrong road.

"Well, sir, just now Mr. Jing called and said that it was because you refused to answer his call, so he called the president's office directly. He said, I'll tell you that after you come back from the earthquake area, you can go directly to your home. He has something to tell you..." There's another way.

Hearing the four words of master Jing, Jing Rong's calm face immediately showed a different coolness.

As soon as he thinks of his father, he can't help thinking of what his father has done to himself, to bao'er and to their children.

Two children were lost because of him, and he even made him and Jing bao'er miss and misunderstand for two years.

What a vicious heart.

Thinking of this, his heart is cold.

I really have no feelings for this father.

I really don't have any feelings.

I don't want to have any more contact with this father.

No!

"Don't answer his phone later, you know? If he came to the presidential palace, he would follow the old track and shut him out. I don't want to see him. You know... "

"But Sir, after all, that's your own father..."

"I don't need you to direct what I want to do. As my housekeeper, you have to listen to me..."

"OK, I see..."

After hearing the response over there, Jingrong pressed hang up directly.

The original good mood, but also because of this call, because the four words of master Jing to make a mess.

"It's all fucked up. What the hell are you doing disturbing me?" The man is cold hum, and then is heavily put the mobile phone on the bedside table.

Jing bao'er frowned and hummed coldly, "maybe it's because you haven't been home for a long time, so he missed you. Or he thought of some plot to break us up, and then he wanted to get close to you, so that he could kill me."

Mentioning master Jing, the hatred in Jing bao'er's heart can't be suppressed.

Although the old man had nurturing kindness for himself, his former nurturing kindness was not equal to what he had done to her.

That kindness can't offset his crime.

He was responsible for the death of her two children.

Two.

Not only that, but also the culprit who made her miss two years with Jing Rongsheng!

He was her nightmare.

It's the existence she hates the most.

Had it not been for Jing Rong's face, she would have broken him to pieces.

No matter how old he is, he will be killed!

Thinking of master Jing, her heart began to surge with endless hatred.

Those feelings of hatred, just like vines, grow and spread madly in her heart. Shengsheng twines her whole heart tightly, and it is almost impossible for her to beat normally.

She even couldn't help thinking of her two children.

If it wasn't for him, the two children would have been able to walk and run long ago, and could pester her and Jingrong to buy them all kinds of food.

But for him, she would have been a mother long ago.

Jingrong has been a father for a long time.

Looking at Jing bao'er's uncomfortable expression, Jing Rong immediately clenched her hand and said, "let the past unhappy things go with the wind. I know you think of those things again, and you think of the two children again. Don't think about it. Your sadness can't save the lives of the two children..."

"Fourth uncle, I really hate him. If it wasn't for you, I would have killed him long ago!" As soon as jingbao'er's voice fell, her hands clenched into fists.

It's really hateful.

How hateful!

Jingrong sighed helplessly and said, "you hate him. I hate him more than you do. I even want to kill him more than you do. If it wasn't for his support, I would have done it to him..."Then he clenched her hand again and stopped talking. The words between his eyebrows gradually became deep.

Jing bao'er stopped talking.

Seeing the steaming hot air of the instant noodles, Jing Baoer immediately took a deep breath and changed the topic, "instant noodles are almost ready. Let's eat. Don't think about the unhappy ones."

Jing Rong immediately adjusted his mood when he heard the speech. He picked up one of the bowls of instant noodles and gave it to Jing bao'er. Then he picked up another bowl and opened it to eat.

The past is gone. They can't be immersed in the sadness forever.

Life is so short, if you let your short life forever immersed in pain, then you can't spare it, embrace now, feel happy.

Steaming hot bubble noodles, emitting a strong aroma.

Soon, the whole tent was full of the aroma of instant noodles.

……

The next morning, jingbao'er flew a plane and directly carried Jingrong back to the presidential palace.

When the plane arrived over the presidential palace, it began to adjust the altitude a little bit.

When they got to the apron, they saw the housekeeper and a group of servants waiting for them.

Jing Baoer then quickly landed the plane, then stopped and jumped out of the cabin.

When Jing bao'er got off the plane, they immediately nodded respectfully.

Jingbao'er nodded politely to them, then walked up to them and said, "housekeeper, please get a stretcher. The president is injured..."

A servant heard the speech and ran quickly towards the front yard.

Another servant followed her quickly.

"What? Get hurt? I didn't hear from the president yesterday. What's the matter with the president? " The housekeeper asked nervously.

"I broke my leg, and there were wounds in many parts of my body. Yesterday, when I was saving people in the disaster area, there was an aftershock. In order to protect the wounded who had just been picked out, the president directly protected each other with his body. Because of this, he and the man were buried under the ruins..."