C43 Little Uncle is partial to the heart

Her only daughter from the Second Aunt, and San Gugu's only daughter, Leng Youran. These two, who were of the same age as her, called cousin, had never been less evil to her when she was young.

She had also been beaten up by the two of them many times …

When they were young, the two of them had always liked to form cliques and isolate her. They especially liked to call her "Little Pauper, Little Oil Jar".

What impressed her the most was that in the early winter of the eleventh year, the two of them had pushed her into the ice-cold water when she was feeding Little Fishy at the Jing Clan's backyard pond.

It was still early winter, and although the water had yet to freeze, it was bone-chilling cold. At eleven years old, she could not swim, and after being pushed down, she was afraid and cold.

As for the two of them, no matter how she struggled, they didn't care about her. They just stood by the pond and laughed at her …

"Haha, Jing Bao'er, you idiot, you are really a little beggar, so old, you can't even swim …"

"Jing Bao'er, go and die, you useless trash, hehe …"

Even now, she still remembered their disgusting faces.

Until now, when she thought of that disgusting memory, she hated it so much that her teeth itched!

That day, if Jing Rong had not jumped into the water to save her, she would have died long ago.

It was also because of that matter that she sneaked into their bedroom that night and tied them up while they were sleeping and gave them a good beating.

It was also because of that incident that the Old Master Jing was furious and told her servants to use a thick wooden board to slap her palm in front of the family.

Her mother, Ms. Song, had been watching from the side the entire time. However, because she was afraid that she would make her grandfather unhappy, she didn't say a single word for her!

That time! If Jing Rong had not stepped forward to plead with his, her fingers might have been broken. Such a thick board, just a few more hits and her fingers would have broken!

From the age of nine, when she entered the Jing Clan until now, all the memories of her life that contained warmth were related to Jing Rong …

When he thought about those things, Jing Bao'er's expression immediately turned cold. "Heh, the two of them … "It's been a while."

Seven years! He wondered what those two vicious cousins of his looked like now.

After entering the hall, Jing Bao'er and Song Limei rode in the elevator and arrived at the largest banquet hall on the second floor — —

In a banquet hall that was at least a hundred square meters wide, the lights were brightly lit, the music was melodious, and cups were everywhere.

There were countless men and women dressed in upper-class society, some talking at a table, and some dancing on the dance floor. The scene was extremely lively.

Here, it could be said that a sea of people had gathered. However, no matter how chaotic the crowd was, Jing Bao'er was still able to see Second Aunt, San Gugu, and the children by their side chatting beside the tenth floor cake pagoda not far away.

After not seeing her for seven years, her two female cousins could be described as slim and graceful.

"Go, greet your Second Aunt San Gugu. I went to find your grandpa. Tonight, you have to keep a low profile, okay? " After Song Limei finished speaking, she walked towards Jing Aotian who was surrounded by the stars.

After Song Limei left, before Jing Bao'er even went over, Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran had already noticed him and walked over haughtily.

Both of them were heavily made-up. One of them wore an eye-catching, rose-red, low-cut, extremely short gown, while the other wore a red, low-cut, fluffy skirt. Clearly, they had put in a lot of effort in order to be able to make a name for themselves at the banquet.

"Yo, I was wondering who it was. Isn't this our little beggar, Bao`er?" Leng Youran was the first to speak. After she finished speaking, she laughed, a laughter filled with ridicule, just like how it was when she was young.

To the side, Duan Qianrong immediately agreed and laughed, "I say, Jing Bao'er, since you are dressed so well today, are you planning to seduce some rich people? Tsk tsk tsk... "He's dead."

Jing Bao'er's beautiful skin, ever since she was young, had caused them to go crazy with jealousy.

"Some people would rather pull their chests out for others to see, and even say that I've been exposed." Jing Bao'er said disdainfully as she flipped her albopictus over and looked at them coldly.

"You …"

With Jing Bao'er's words, the two of them were rendered speechless.

"You still have the same smelly mouth as when you were young!" Duan Qianrong said.

"The two of you are the same..." Jing Bao'er replied.

"Jing Bao'er, do you believe that I will hit you?!" Leng Youran raised her hand and was about to slap Jing Bao'er.

Just as Jing Bao'er was about to counterattack, a hand grabbed her hand.

The smell of Fan Si Zhe's mentholated water and tobacco filled his nose. The familiar smell made Jing Bao'er's heart sink …

Turning around, what entered his sight was Jing Rong's cold and overbearing face, as well as the charming lady with exquisite makeup beside him.

That woman was dressed in a blue low cut dress with wavy black hair that reached her waist. She followed beside Jing Rong, appearing to be extremely compatible with him.

Was this his so-called female companion …

It was obvious that she was a mature woman that was deeply mesmerized.

Seeing her intimately holding onto Jing Rong's arm, Jing Bao'er could not help but bite his lips.

It was obvious from one look that this woman was a coquettish b * tch!

I hate it, I hate it!

When he thought about how he loved this woman and how she would become his Fourth Aunt, Jing Bao'er felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Stop messing around and pay attention to the situation!" Jing Rong scolded in a low voice before shaking off Leng Youran's hand.

"Little Uncle, Jing Bao'er was the one who was in the wrong first, why are you shouting at me? Since young, you have only known that she was a wild child. At least Qian Rong and I are related to you by blood." Leng Youran complained.

"That's right, that's right..." Duan Qianrong agreed.

"I don't know about anything else. I only know that you want to hit her! Qian Rong, You Ran, the two of you are too old, you aren't children anymore. It's time to understand a bit more about human affairs, and go play on the side! "For such an important occasion today, it's not your turn to make a ruckus!" he ordered coldly.

Seeing that, Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran immediately ran away obediently.

After seeing that Duan Qianrong and Leng Youran had escaped, Jing Bao'er's gaze landed on the woman beside Jing Rong.

She crossed her arms and looked at the woman coldly. "You are my fourth uncle's companion?"

"That's right..." The woman replied with an embarrassed smile.

She was really surprised by Jing Bao'er's extremely unfriendly eyes. Also, what do you mean, you're my Fourth Uncle's female companion? It was very obvious that she was his girlfriend tonight. Why did he have to ask her again?

"What's your name?"

"Chen Luoluo." The woman said.

"Jing Bao'er, go and wait on the side!" He ordered coldly, following that, she pulled the woman called Chen Luoluo and walked towards the Champagne Tower together, each of them holding a glass of champagne.