Jing Xiao narrowed her eyes and stared at him coldly, "I will make her happy."
After saying that, he was too lazy to talk nonsense and was ready to kick off.
Suddenly, a dazzling light struck, and then a car stopped beside them.
Not long after, Mrs. Jing got out of the car.
After seeing her, Jinghe quickly stepped forward to greet her, "Grandma, it's so late, why are you here?"
Mrs. Jing smiled at him, then looked at Jing Xiao in the car, "Are you leaving?"
Knowing the purpose of grandma coming here at this moment, Jing Xiao had a clouded look on his face. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Grandma, it's already very late. Zhizhi is still waiting for me at home."
Hearing this, Mrs. Jing sighed and nodded, "In that case, you should go home quickly and stay with Zhizhi. I will go to your place tomorrow morning."
He hesitated and tentatively suggested: "Grandma, why don't you come with me now."
"I have something to tell your father. You should go back first." Mrs. Jing's expression was serious. After a pause, she warned, "I will handle some things. You just need to remember that the matter between you and Zhizhi has nothing to do with it." No one can stop it, including your father."
Jing Xiao pursed her thin lips and remained silent for a long time.
After realizing the seriousness of the matter, he slowly got out of the car and tried to stop it, "Grandma, otherwise this matter..."
"Don't say anything." Mrs. Jing waved her hand firmly to interrupt him, "Tang Hong's incident was unexpected, but it will not affect Zhizhi as my grandson's daughter-in-law. Whoever is Anyone who wants to break you up will have trouble with me."
Jinghe stood aside, listening to their conversation, and had a vague premonition that a storm was coming. He also felt inexplicably that grandma's words at this moment were meant to be told to him.
"Otherwise, I'll accompany you into the house." After saying that, Jing Xiao stepped forward and took her arm.
Mrs. Jing seemed unwilling to let him enter the room again, shook off his hand, and decisively refused, "No need."
After saying that, she lifted her legs and walked directly into the house without saying anything more to him.
Looking at her grandma's back, Jing Xiao's eyebrows knitted together, and she didn't know which way to go.
Jinghe glanced at his grandma who had already entered the room, then at him who was still struggling, and said slowly: "Grandma has already come forward, and the result can be imagined. You don't have to worry."
Jing Xiao ignored him, got in the car and left.
Maybe Jinghe was right. Now that grandma has come forward, the matter has been concluded. As for the process, he doesn't need to explore.
Seeing his car driving away, a bitter smile appeared on Jinghe's face.
When Jing Xiao dared to say those words to his father tonight, he knew that he had lost. He had lost completely, but he was also convinced that he had lost.
After a few seconds, he re-entered the house.
When he arrived at the door, he saw his grandma sitting on the sofa in the living room from a distance, and his father sat beside her. The servants in the room had withdrawn, and the atmosphere was extremely low.
In such a scene, he was in a dilemma for a while, so he had to stand still.
"Mom, it's late at night. If you're not at home to rest early with Dad, why are you here?" Jing Xunhua hasn't gotten out of the angry mood just now. His tone is still full of gunpowder, but it's not hard to tell that he is already here. Extremely restrained.
"I heard that Ah Xiao is coming back tonight, so I stopped by to take a look. What? Can't I come?" Mrs. Jing glared at him, her tone full of sarcasm and ridicule.
At this moment, Liu Enci came out of the kitchen, made tea and brought it to her, "Mom, please drink some water."
Mrs. Jing looked at the tea she brought and just glanced at it lightly, ignoring it.
The scene became awkward for a while. Liu Enci put down the tea and stood aside knowingly.
"Axiao and Zhizhi's marriage was indeed decided by your father and I, skipping over you. But didn't you already know the reason? Now you suddenly have an opinion, thinking that your father and I did it. Isn't that right?" Mrs. Jing asked coldly, without any warmth in her expression.
Jing Xunhua was silent for a moment and explained: "Mom, the premise for me not objecting to the marriage before was that Tang Hong didn't show up. Now you don't know about his affairs, and it's impossible for you to not understand my plans and intentions. I am so I’m just doing it for Jing Xiao’s own good.”
"For Ah Xiao's good?" Mrs. Jing frowned, her expression became a little more solemn, and she scolded angrily, "If you were really doing it for his good, you wouldn't have left him in Tanzhou in the first place, let alone He would be entangled with this woman before his mother died."
Liu Enci was a little embarrassed by her words, but she still held on and did not move.
When he heard these words, Jinghe stood at the door dumbfounded.
He had indeed heard many rumors before that his mother had intervened in the Jing family's marriage.
However, he had always thought that those were just rumors and not credible. But today, when he heard these from his grandmother, he felt that the words he used to defend his mother seemed so ridiculous.
He didn't want to hear what happened after that, so he turned and walked out the door.
"Mom, please be careful what you say." Jing Xunhua reprimanded angrily, a little unhappy, but also a little guilty. He avoided his mother's sharp eyes, lowered his voice, and reminded, "Mom, don't let the past happen. Mention it again.”
Hearing this, Mrs. Jing suddenly slammed the table, glared and yelled: "If it weren't for her, would Jing Xiao's mother have a car accident? I haven't mentioned it to your father for so many years, but you should know it yourself. .”
After saying that, she looked at Liu Enci on the side and continued: "We let you enter the Jing family not because we accepted you, but because we accepted Jing He. You should know this in your heart."
Liu Enci opened her lips slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but was stopped by Jing Xunhua's look.
She gritted her teeth, lowered her head, clenched her fists, and dug her nails into her palms.
Mrs. Jing didn't expect her to answer. She looked at her son and reminded: "I don't want to say more about how you have treated Ah Xiao over the years, but you have to remember not to treat the relationship between father and son that has been repaired with great difficulty. Ruined like this, Zhizhi is my chosen granddaughter-in-law. Even if we put aside our past friendship, I still like this child."
After saying that, she sighed and stood up, not wanting to stay any longer.
"Mom, once Tang Hong's matter is exposed, it will have an irreversible impact on us. You don't care about the Jing family or the company. Don't you even care about Jing Xiao's next generation?" Jing Xunhua took two steps to pursue. Couldn't help but persuade again.
Mrs. Jing stopped, looked sideways at him, and said in a cold tone: "Don't use this kind of thing as an excuse for yourself, A Xiao won't care."
Looking at his mother's leaving figure, Jing Xunhua's face turned livid. Infinite anger surged in his chest, but in the end he did not vent it out and just went straight upstairs.
After the living room became quiet again, Liu Enci sat on the sofa, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, her eyes dark and unclear.
Suddenly, her phone rang and a message popped up on the screen.
【how's it going? 】
Liu Enci put down the tea cup in her hand and typed a few words slowly, [The old lady is here. 】
【What to do after that? 】The other party replied almost instantly, and it was not difficult to see that he was a little anxious.
She looked at the teacup in front of her and thought for a moment before tapping the screen, [Just do it now, this matter cannot be delayed. 】
【good. 】
After getting the reply from the other party, she threw her phone on the coffee table and raised her hand to rub her sore forehead.
At the same time, Yajiang Beiyuan.
When Jing Xiao arrived home, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening.
When he opened the door, the living room was still bright, and Tang Muzhi was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching TV.
When the two looked at each other, they were both slightly stunned.
"You're back?"
"You haven't slept yet?"
They said almost in unison.
Tang Muzhi was the first to react, suppressed his surprised expression, and smiled slightly at him, "Well, I can't sleep a little bit."
Jing Xiao responded softly and walked towards her.
Seeing that his mood was not high, Tang Muzhi knew that he would not be happy to go back tonight, and wanted to show concern, but was afraid that he would be troublesome.
Jing Xiao stood next to the sofa, looking down at her, but said nothing.
She reached out and grabbed his sleeve, raised her head, blinked her big eyes, and asked, "Have you eaten?"
"No." He answered.
Hearing this, she got up from the sofa and said while putting on her shoes: "Aunt Man should have rested, so let me go and make you something to eat."
"Zhizhi." Jing Xiao suddenly grabbed her arm and looked into her eyes seriously, "Can I hug you?"
His tone was calm, but with the slightest hint of pleading.
Tang Muzhi knew that something very bad must have happened to him, otherwise, he would never look like this.
She was stunned for a moment, then quickly reached out her arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, and buried herself in his arms.
Jing Xiao hugged her tightly, resting his cheek on her neck, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, trying to suppress the tumbling emotions inside.
When the fragrant smell of her body poured into his nose, his reason gradually returned to its original state, and his whole heart slowly calmed down.
After a long time, Tang Muzhi noticed that his breathing had become rapid and his body seemed to be trembling faintly. She couldn't help but ask softly: "Are you okay?"
"As long as you are here, I will be fine."
His warm voice sounded in her ears, making her feel as if she was in a dream, unreal, and even a little trance-like.
"you……"
"You don't have to worry about me," Jing Xiao stopped her from speaking, released his hold on her waist, and instead held her soft and slender hand, his voice was tainted with a hint of exhaustion.
Seeing that he deliberately kept himself from speaking, Tang Mu Zhi was sensible and didn't ask any more questions.
The two fell silent together, and the room became extremely silent for a moment, with only each other's shallow and long breathing floating in the air.
After a long time, Tang Muzhi spoke first and asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Jing Xiao shook his head and refused with a slightly hoarse voice, "No, I'm not hungry."
"Really?" She looked at him dubiously, frowning slightly.
"Really." After saying that, Jing Xiao put his arms around her again, rested his head on her shoulder, and murmured, "I'm just a little tired."
