Chapter 117

Sitting beside the hospital bed, only the weak light at the head of the bed was on. The light in the room was turned off by Jiang Xuan.

Her face is scarlet, and her mind is full of pictures just now.

"Rong Jing is really..."

She just wanted to strip him of his skin and get cramped. She didn't care about the tune and the play, but now she's still using it Oh, come on!

"Mommy..." Lying on the bed, Rong Ning didn't know when he woke up. His eyes were wide open and he looked at Jiang Xuan.

The bright eyes seemed to ask if something had happened to Jiang Xuan, but they felt that asking adults like this was not what a good child should do. They hesitated, and Rong Ning remained silent.

"Is Xiao Jiu still suffering now?" Automatically ignored the facial expression that flows in Rong Ning's eyes, Jiang Xuan asks a way.

Rong Ning obediently shakes his head: "is Jing doing something bad again?"

He asked, looking at Jiang's reaction, he was sure.

Rong Ning props up and grabs Jiang Xuan's hand: "Mommy, if Jing does something wrong, can Mommy promise Xiao Jiu not to blame Jing but to talk to him first?"

Jiang Xuan subconsciously wanted to ask why, but when he saw the little baozi's begging eyes, he felt soft again.

"Well, I promise you." She touched the small head of small steamed stuffed bun, after all, did not ask anything.

Taking advantage of the situation, he rubbed Jiang's hand. Rong Ning didn't hide it. He continued: "when I was young, I was afraid of Jing. At that time, I was still raised by my grandmother. Jing didn't like to see me at all."

"Don't you get along well with your father now?" Jiang can't understand.

"In fact, I haven't called Jing" Dad "once, but Xiao Jiu knows that Jing has always been very good to me." He fiddles with Jiang's fingers. It's hard for him to speak for Rong Jing like this.

Jiang Xuan just listened patiently. She knew that she didn't need to say anything more at this time. She just needed to be a good listener.

"I don't know why, but I can't shout" Dad ". Maybe Jing is too fierce to me.

Sometimes I doubt whether I am Jing's own son or not, but my grandmother tells Xiao Jiu that it is the truth.

The first time I thought Jing was good was when Xiao Jiu went out to play alone that day. It rained heavily. I heard that Jing was holding a very important meeting at that time, but after receiving my call, Jing arrived at the place I said very soon.

He was very fierce. He taught me a lesson before he let me get on the bus, took me home, helped me put hot water, prepared dry clothes for me and cleaned my hair.

Mommy, Jing's hair cleaning technique is rotten. I felt like I was going to be pulled bald by Jing at that time. "

Listening to the childish tone of the child, unconsciously, the corners of Jiang's mouth are also covered with a smile.

"When will Xiao Jiu help Mr. Rong clean his hair, and pull out more of them?"

She said half jokingly that xiaobaozi was also happy to hear it, lying in Jiang's arms, and continued to talk.

"Later, a month later, I had dinner with my grandmother. Listening to her grandmother, Jing didn't sleep for several days in order to recover the list."

Rong Ning's soft face rubbed against Jiang Xuan's palm, and his eyelids were already fighting.

After all, it's the child who will be sleepy after a serious illness.

"Mommy, since that list is so important, why did Jing come to pick me up in person..."

Rong Ning talked about such things for a long time. The more he came back, the more he yawned.

Knowing that xiaobaozi is interested, this kind of warm little detail between father and son will never be heard again if you miss it. Jiang Xuan just gently caresses Rong Ning's back, and doesn't deliberately demand anything.

When the sound of even breathing came, Jiang Xun determined that Rong Ning had fallen asleep, and then moved the child's head back from her palm to the pillow.

"Is the child asleep?"

Rong Jing's voice came from the door. He was carrying a pile of things.

By those plastic bags strangled place are a little blue and purple, also don't know is standing at the door eavesdropping for how long.

He didn't open it. He just nodded, but his eyes fell on the big bag of food.

She's really hungry.

Although Rong Jing was sitting opposite her, she didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food when she wolfed down.

She could feel that his mind was not here.

"There is still one month left in the bidding. Now there is something wrong with the project, and it may not be able to catch up with the bidding time..." She changed the subject.

After all, for Rongjing, rongning should be a special existence.

As Rong Jing said before, although she was called "mommy" by Rong Ning, most of the time, it was someone else's business and she couldn't take care of it.

Rong Jing then came back to his senses and answered with indifference: "it doesn't need to be completed completely. As long as we guarantee that there will be no more problems in the next project, I promise that it's not a problem to get the top in the bidding meeting.""Mr. Rong really thinks highly of me." Jiang Shao smiles at Rongjing.

The next moment Rong Jing's reply made her smile completely stiff on her lips.

"I don't think highly of you. I think highly of your excellent words and the people under your command."

Jiang is short of breath.

Does this person have the attribute of death if he exaggerates a little more?

"Although Yang Zhu is aware of this problem, he is only a cement worker after all. If he wants to know everything, he can't do it. You still have to find some effective helpers, preferably those who are familiar with architectural knowledge."

Jiang Xuan also has this idea, did not expect to just and Rong Jing to bump into.

In the end, those people hired by the construction site will work together for a long time, which will inevitably lead to cheating.

"Do you have a suitable person?" Jiang Xuan asked again.

She doesn't know anyone in the construction site.

Rong Jing put a big mouthful of beef into his mouth, which blocked his mouth.

After a meal, it's very quiet.

In addition to Rong Jing occasionally help her peel shrimp into her bowl, this meal is suspected to be eaten in a dream.

I don't know what to eat.

As soon as he comes back to Jiang's house with the old man, he hears the sound of dishes falling to the ground.

"As I said, since you insist on studying medicine and refuse to inherit the Jiang family, you will not be a member of the Jiang family from now on. What are you doing back here?"

Jiang Junjie has scarlet eyes and stares at Jiang Ye.

"Don't worry, I won't stay long. Take something and I'll go." He said crisp, the old man's wheelchair stepped on the stagnation board, this is upstairs.

This Jiang family, which is made up of hypocrisy or interest relationship, will stay for one more minute. Jiang Ye feels very sad.