Spoiled By The President:My Wife Is A Little Sweet

Opposite, Lu Jingshen said with surprise, "really?"

"Well, really."

Got the answer he wanted, the man hung up with satisfaction.

Jingning long a sigh of relief, think of what, and to the old K called in the past.

"Old K, how are things going?"

"Staring! There's no clue yet. "

Jingning twisted her eyebrows.

I was disappointed.

But she also knew that after five years, things were not so easy to check, so she didn't say anything.

Unexpectedly, the opposite old K suddenly asked: "ah, Jingning and Kyoto who have relations?"

Jingning was stunned.

"What do you mean?"

"Recently, I found out that people in the Jing family have frequent contacts with Kyoto, not in business, but I haven't found out the identity of each other, so I ask."

Kyoto?

As far as she knows, Jing Xiaode was a poor college student before he married his mother.

At that time, the Mohist school was the richest man in Jincheng. Because he had only one daughter, he hired him to enter the school. His grandfather took a fancy to Jing Xiaode's ability at that time, so he married his mother.

Later things, of course, there is no need to say.

Jing Xiaode disguised himself for more than ten years and cheated everyone, including her grandfather and mother. After her mother died, she changed the original Mo's group to the present Jing's group, completely occupying the property of the Jing family.

Such a superior history is naturally shameless.

Although Jing Xiaode also made some achievements behind him, it is very good to be able to rely on the remaining efforts left by the Mohist school to develop to this stage in Jincheng. How can he still know the people in Kyoto?

Jingning slightly frowned, thought for a while, also did not come up with any answer.

"I don't know about it. What does it have to do with my mother?"

"It doesn't have to do with it. It's just that I feel suspicious. Every time that person comes, he wears a black windbreaker and a mask, and it's midnight every time. Do you think it's necessary to visit the door in the middle of the night if you want to really talk about business?"

Jingning was slightly shocked.

In my heart, I think it's a little strange.

Then he said, "you're right. Help me to follow me again! Try to find out the identity of that person. "

"OK, I'll try my best, but the other person doesn't look like an ordinary person. I guess it's not so easy to check."

"Just do your best. Thank you."

Hang up the phone, Jingning silent for a moment.

She recalled what Jing Xiaode had said before. Since her mother died, the Jing family had been on a downward trend in Jincheng. Later, with the suppression of Huasheng, it was impossible to reach out to Kyoto.

Therefore, the person who came to the door in the middle of the night was afraid that he was not a business person.

What is it for?

Jingning frowned.

In the evening, she didn't rush home. First she went to the practice room to see the members who would take part in the draft competition after several years of preparation.

Although it was the new year's period, because of the upcoming competition and tense training arrangements, no one went back to celebrate the new year.

Jingning gave them a red envelope, which was also a consolation. After cheering up for a while, he left.

When I got home, it was already nine o'clock in the night.

It's very cold in winter.

The traffic and pedestrians on the road have not decreased at all, but are more lively and prosperous than usual.

It was the peak of returning home at nine o'clock. The road was blocked. The car moved forward slowly. Jingning was bored and looked out with one hand on the window.

But suddenly saw a familiar car, is not far from her left front.

It's a champagne Bentley. The license plate number is very familiar. If she remembers it correctly, it should be Jing Xiaoya's car.

Since the last school day, Jing Xiaoya has been completely silent.

No news has been heard for more than half a month.

Jingning knew that she wanted to avoid the limelight first, but it was a pity that even if she did, it would become the biggest stain in her career.

What is she doing here so late?

This direction is not the way back to Jingjia.

Of course, it's not the direction to go to Mojia.

Jingning is puzzled. After all, what Jing Xiaoya needs to do most is to stay at home and not show up, and wait for the wind to pass.

Now in the middle of the night, but appear in the downtown, in case of being photographed is not lifting a stone to hit their own feet?

Curious, Jingning drove by.

The champagne Bentley had been driving along the main road, when he reached the intersection, he suddenly turned left and entered an alley.

The light in the alley is a little dark, and Jingning is worried about being found, so he has to go far behind.

After getting out of the alley, I drove along for about ten minutes before I saw the champagne Bentley stop in front of the front door of a townhouse.The door opened, and a dark figure came out in a hurry, head bowed.

Through the thick night fog, I saw the man wearing a black fisherman's hat, the brim of which was very low, and the whole face was almost hidden in the shadow.

She didn't know what she was holding in her hand, she lowered her head and hurried to the villa.

Soon, someone came out of the villa. It was too far away. Jingning didn't see the man's face. It just looked like he was very respectful to Jing Xiaoya.

She could not help frowning.

After thinking for a long time, I didn't think of anyone in Jing Xiaoya's network who would be so respectful to her.

The man has already met Jing Xiaoya in, the door is closed, she sat in the car, naturally can not get off to go near to see.

After waiting for a while, I didn't wait for the other party to come out. I thought it was not the same thing to wait, so I was ready to leave.

At this moment, however, a burst of crying was heard.

Jingning Leng Leng Leng, at first thought he heard wrong, opened the window to listen carefully, found that it is true that there is crying.

Here is the road. There is still a distance from the villa area. On both sides of the wide road are groves newly transferred in the past two years.

Jingning got out of the car and followed the cry. After a few steps, she saw a child about three or four years old sitting on a stump in the forest, crying bitterly.

She was startled.

It was dark all around, and only the sparse moonlight fell through the gaps between the leaves.

The silence around, it seems that the child's cry is particularly loud, far away, in such an environment, people can not help but have a kind of creepy feeling.

I'd rather spit.

After all, we still dare to approach step by step.

"Little sister, are you ok?"

She exclaimed, and the little girl sitting on the stump turned her head and showed an amazing little face.

Although it was night, but by the moonlight, you can still see that she was wearing a white dress, outside is a Pink Plush coat, hair slightly curled.

A small face carved with powder and jade is half buried in the white collar of the coat, just like a cute elf in the night, which makes people love it when they look at it.

Jingning's eyes are bright.