Chapter 889

Not to mention Jin Yushen's feelings when he saw this scene, even Secretary sun felt sorry for him.

Jin Yu's eyes were covered with scarlet blood, and his teeth rattled as if he wanted to eat people.

He really wants to swallow Jin Beiqing and tear him up.

However, no matter what he hated in his heart, they had no influence on Jin Beiqing and Xia Jin. They still held hands and talked and laughed to the pregnancy and baby shop.

After they entered the pregnant and baby shop, Jin Yushen clenched his hands into fists and beat the small table several times.

"Jin Beiqing!"

These three words were almost squeezed out of his teeth.

"Young master..." Secretary sun looked at Jin Yushen in the rearview mirror, hesitated and said, "we'd better leave as soon as possible, or we should be found later."

“……”

Jin Yushen closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "open the door."

"Young master, you can't go down."

"I'll let you open it!" Jin Yushen roared.

"There are all the second young master's people around. They will arrest you before you come near the pregnant and baby shop."

This words let Jin Yu deep instantly clenched his teeth, face is not willing.

He knows all that Secretary Sun said.

But... He was so angry.

Looking at Jin Beiqing and Xia Jin's intimate appearance, his heart is like a knife.

"Xia Jin..."

He called Xia Jin's name softly. Jin Yu raised his hand to cover his eyes, and his lips trembled violently.

Secretary sun looked away from the rearview mirror, as if he couldn't bear to see him like this.

"Young master, it's time for us to go."

"..." Jin Yushen did not voice any more opposition.

Seeing that he finally agreed to leave, Secretary sun was relieved and quickly started the engine.

After the car moved, Jin Yu lowered his arm and looked at the reversing mirror.

But, until all can't see pregnant baby shop, Jin Beiqing and Xia Jin didn't come out.

He... Didn't look at Xia Jin again.

……

After a few days, Jin Beiqing did not let Xia Jin accompany him to the company.

The reason may be that he has become more busy than before.

Go out on time at 8:30 in the morning and come back in the middle of the night sometimes.

In this regard, Xia Jin did not complain, expressed understanding.

As for what Jin Beiqing is really busy with, except him, only Molin may know.

On that day, Jin Beiqing arrived at the company at 9:30 and didn't rush to the meeting.

But standing in front of the French window, drinking tea leisurely.

"Kowtow, kowtow..."

The knock on the door rang out, and Jin Beiqing's hand with the teacup slightly paused, "come in."

As soon as the voice dropped, Maureen pushed open the office door and came in.

"Second young master, it's almost ready. When are you going to come and have a look?"

"Noon."

"OK, second young master, I'll inform them now."

Jin Beiqing chuckled, "tell them not to screw it up for me."

"Yes, second young master."

After hearing the sound of closing the door, Jin Beiqing turned and walked to his desk.

Putting the cup on the desk, Jin Beiqing picked up the folder and left the office for the meeting.

By the time he finished the meeting, it was almost noon.

Jin Beiqing threw the folder he was holding onto his secretary, and then walked quickly to the elevator.

When he got to the underground garage, he got into the car.

"Young master, there are a lot of reporters over there now."

"Well."

Seeing that he didn't care, Maureen said nothing more.

At this time, a lot of people gathered at the church gate in the center of the city. Besides the media, there were also a lot of onlookers.

"Don't push me."

"If you feel crowded, don't join in the fun.""Ah, you..."

Before the woman had finished speaking, the crowd began to boil and scream one after another.

"It's Jin Beiqing's car. Quick shot."

Sitting in the car, Jin Beiqing's face was as black as the bottom of a pot

"Second young master, I just told you that there are a lot of media gathered here."

“……”

How could he have thought there would be so many people.

"I can't help it. Now that you are the owner of the Jin family, you naturally get more attention than before."

After listening to Molin's words, Jin Beiqing raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, "let the guard down to block it."

"Yes, second young master."

Ten minutes later, the guards blocked the crowd and opened a way for Jin Beiqing.

Jin Beiqing opened the door and got out of the car, then walked to the church without squinting.

"Mr. Jin, are you really going to get married?"

"Mr. Jin, who is your fiancee? Is it convenient to disclose it?"

The noise in his ear made Jin Beiqing feel agitated.

"Mr. Jin, it is said that your fiancee used to be a nightclub..."

Halfway through, the reporter stopped.

Jin Beiqing looks at her with frosty face, and the killing intention in his eyes is like substance.

"Who said that?" Jin Beiqing walked towards him step by step.

"Jin... President Jin."

The reporter was frightened by Jin Beiqing and directly sat on the ground.

Other reporters did not dare to make any more noise, and the surrounding area was immediately quiet.

"Young master, you still have a meeting in the afternoon. Don't waste your time on unimportant people."

“……”

After half a minute's silence, Jin Beiqing smacked his tongue, then turned and went on to the church.

Just as he came to the church door, he suddenly stopped.

"My fiancee..." Jin Beiqing turned around, smile wantonly, "called Xia Jin, in the near future, she will become my wife."

With that, Jin Beiqing turned around and walked into the church.

And his words are bound to cause quite a stir in Kyoto.

……

After lunch, Xia Jin went to the baby room to take a nap with Jin An.

She woke up at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Looking at Jin An's sleeping Zhengxiang, Xia Jin gently kisses his little face, then lifts the quilt and gets out of bed.

After putting Jin an on the crib, she left the room.

Standing outside the door, the nanny saw her come out and said, "Miss Xia."

"Well." Xia Jin mild smile, "Jin an wake up, remember to call me."

"Yes, Miss Xia."

Without any more orders, Xia Jin walked downstairs.

When she stepped down the last step, she obviously felt something wrong.

There are too many eyes to see her.

Xia Jin coughed lightly, and then looked at the servants on one side, "my clothes are reversed?"

"..." the servants shook their heads.

"Is that... Something on my face?" Xia Jin raised her hand and touched her face.

The servants shook their heads again.

"Then why are you staring at me?"