He went into the washroom and opened the toothpaste lid.
The scent of gardenias wafted into his nostrils.
"En, the house is still the best." Beauty Jing narrowed her eyes in satisfaction. She squeezed the toothpaste onto her toothbrush and began to brush her teeth.
After washing up, he wiped his face and put on a light sports coat.
He opened the door, went downstairs, and ran.
He ran around his district a few times, his body covered in a thin layer of sweat.
While humming a light song, Beauty Jing walked back home.
When he opened the door, he saw a few large boxes at the entrance, while his younger brother stood by the side.
"What is it? "You want to leave?" Beauty Jing walked around a few large boxes and asked doubtfully.
"It's not me, it's you." Jing Ping pointed to the sides of the boxes.
It was only then that Beauty Jing noticed the initials on the outside of each case. Immediately, a black line appeared.
"Where am I going? This is my house, I'm not going anywhere? " Beauty Jing stomped her feet, walked to the sofa and sat down with her lips pursed.
"That's not up to you." Jing Zhongren came out of his bedroom with a booming voice.
When Beauty Jing saw that her grandfather had come out, she hurriedly stood up to welcome him and said coquettishly, "Grandfather, this is our home. I'm not going anywhere." After saying that, he glared at his younger brother who was standing by the side with his back straight.
Jing Ping looked very much like Lu Ha. At this moment, he was wearing a green short-sleeved military uniform. He stood there like a standard and said seriously, "We must obey the leader's orders." One after another.
Beauty Jing gritted her teeth in anger.
In the night battle last night, she had suffered a crushing defeat. To think that she had been taught a lesson by a man in human biology. Just thinking about it made her feel ashamed.
If she were to perform a human battle every day, she would have to train even more diligently.
Looking at his grandson's uncertain expression, Jing Zhongren rubbed his chin and comforted, "A few months ago, you two have already accepted the marriage certificate, but it's not a wedding yet. You two are legal husband and wife, if you don't live together, others will gossip about you.
Jing Zhongren was going all out. In order to have his granddaughter sincerely marry Bo Mingchen, he had even blocked her path of retreat.
Beauty Jing wanted to say a bunch of words, but at this moment, her words were stuck in her throat.
When Jing Tian Yu and Mu Shuzhen returned from their walk, they heard their conversation and sat down.
Jing Tian Yu said, "Jiajia, this will always be your home. However, since you're married and will occasionally come back to stay, we still welcome you. You'll have to consider it as a permanent residence." With a glance, he sent a message to Mu Shuzhen.
Mu Shuzhen cleared her throat and sat up.
"Jiajia, our family is not that generous. If you continue to live at home, I'm afraid that it would be inappropriate. After all, why would a married lady stay at home?" Contrary to her intentions, Mu Shuzhen couldn't help blushing and keeping her mouth shut.
Beauty Jing glanced over the few people before her gaze finally landed on Jing Tianzhi, who was walking in.
"Dad, I don't want to leave you." After which, he acted as though he was wronged, as though he was about to cry.
He scolded her with a straight face, "A married lady has to live with her husband. Even if you want to come back, you can only stay for a few days. You've been sick for so long, so when you go back and take care of yourself, our Jing Family's house is too small, it's not suitable for you to take care of your body. Be obedient.
Her father was her father, considering both her body and the environment. He was always thinking of her.
She went upstairs, took a bath, put on a long white dress, and went downstairs. The mechanic and his family ate breakfast, then dragged the heavy suitcase along with them as they walked out of the courtyard three times a step at a time.
Jing Ping hurriedly put his luggage into the carriage. Finally, he got in the car and left the Jing Family villa with Beauty Jing.
"Sis, don't be unhappy. In the future, I'll protect you. If you don't like brother-in-law, I'll secretly help you vent your anger." Jing Ping took the risk of being punished by the leader to make his sister happy. He secretly supported his sister.
Beauty Jing curled her lips and said, "But no, you can just stay there. You can fight against someone I can't even beat?"
It was not that Beauty Jing did not believe Jing Ping's abilities, but she did not want the people in her family to offend the revered Chief because she was unhappy. If she did, the ones who would suffer would be the people from the Jing Clan.
Jing Ping looked at his sister, who had an unhappy expression, and muttered in his heart.
The fearless Beauty Jing was actually defeated in front of the Chief. It seemed that the Chief was indeed worthy of his reputation. In the future, it was better to be cautious and not cause trouble for her sister.
While they were talking, the car had already entered the mountain stream villa.
The servant helped pull the big boxes of Beauty Jing to the study upstairs.
Rows of empty shelves lined the spacious study.
It seemed like this was the newest room, an antique bookshelf with lifelike engravings on it.
On the wide desk, there were exquisite writing rooms and four treasures.
On the side of the window, there was a zither made out of rosewood.
He lightly fiddled with the strings of the zither, emitting a clear and melodious ding-dong sound.
An expensive Steinway was on the other side of the french windows.
The 200 square meter study was extremely grand, making the beauty Jing feel as if she was in a fairy tale castle.
There were all sorts of books and musical instruments that he wanted.
He stood in the middle of the study room, absorbing the essence of the world.
In the boxes, there were actually books.
Several servants spent a long time sorting out the books and putting them on the shelves. Then, like the bookstore, they hung up bookmarks.
He pulled open the cabinet door and it was filled with medical books, scientific and technological books, and computer books.
After Jing Ping finished carrying everything, he walked into the study. He was also shocked by the scene in front of him. The brother and the sister started to take out their favorite books like they did when they were kids, and sat down in front of the large desk, looking at it seriously.
The servants in the room cleaned the place and brought tea, snacks, and fruits. They even closed the doors for the two.
Inside the room, there were a few pots of blooming Gardenia flowers. There was a faint fragrance wafting in the air.
Time passed minute by minute.
The two who shared the same interests were currently reading a book with their heads down.
The door was gently pushed open from the outside.
Bo Liangchen walked in tiredly. Looking at the two people who were bitterly reading with their heads lowered, his lips curled up into a warm smile.
He gently closed the door and instructed the butler to arrange lunch.
It was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and the two people who were reading seemed to realize this and looked up from their books.
Taking the bookmark from the book, Beauty Jing stood up and stretched her muscles and turned her neck.
Jing Ping unwillingly placed the book on the table and muttered, "Sis, can you let me stay here too? I like this study."
Beauty Jing shook her somewhat stiff neck and said, "That's great. This way, we can soak here everyday. How great is that!"
Jing Ping glared at Beauty Jing and said snappily, "Senior Chief only gave me one day of leave. Tomorrow, I have to officially carry out my mission."
He felt somewhat helpless, somewhat regretful, but even more so, he felt a crush on these books.
"Aiya, didn't I say that you would protect me? In this way, when the Head of the Guards returns, when I go to beg him, he will definitely agree to let me freely arrange everything for you. At that time, you can do what you want and I will do what I want without delay. " Beauty Jing straightforwardly paves the way for her little brother.
Jing Ping also wanted to, but thinking about how he had to follow his sister like a shadow, he still felt uncomfortable. He really wanted to protect his sister, but as a man, he was laughed at.