Deep spoiled I: The beloved of the Devil's Boss

After taking a shower, Han Lingfei dressed in a gray suit and walked down the stairs. He sat on the sofa with some ease, picked up the remote control, turned on the TV and changed at will. Suddenly, a news attracted his attention.

Just then, Uncle Chen looked a little flustered. He came in from the outside and shouted, "young master."

"Uncle Chen," Han Lingfei twisted his face, "what happened? Uncle Chen, you look a little flustered."

Uncle Chen glanced at Han Lingfei, glanced at the TV and said, "young master, Jingxing, President of Jingshi, suddenly fell ill, and his wife Shi Ling also fell ill. Now Jingshi group is in a mess."

"Uncle Chen, what are you talking about? President Jing suddenly fell ill?" Han Lingfei stood up with an incredible face. He turned his face and looked at the TV——

"The president of Jingshi group has a sudden heart attack and has not woken up yet..."

Han Lingfei stared at the TV for a few seconds, his face pulled down bit by bit, and suddenly he hurried out.

"Young master, are you?" Uncle Chen looked at Han Lingfei who hurried out in doubt.

"By the way, Uncle Chen, which hospital is president Jing in?" Han Lingfei asked back.

"Central Hospital."

"Tell Aunt Chen that I'll come back for dinner later. You eat first. Don't wait for me."

Han Lingfei hurried away.

Uncle Chen looked at Han Lingfei's back and sighed helplessly. What can he do when the young master went? If Jing's disaster escaped, he would have escaped. Otherwise, alas, Uncle Chen shook his head and walked to the kitchen. Anyway, he needs to eat now. The most recent reason should be that he is old. When he is a little hungry, his stomach is very uncomfortable.

At the gate of the hospital, a small figure stood there alone, looking at the people coming and going. On that beautiful little face, there was a maturity that did not belong to his age.

Nervous, afraid, but strong, these three complex and contradictory emotions are displayed incisively and vividly on the little boy's face, but they are sad. You can't imagine what happened to such a child, but it's enough to be touched by his appearance at this time.

"Jia Jia..."

Jing Niantian has been standing at the door of the hospital. As soon as Jing Jiajia got off the bus, he ran over, threw himself on Jing Jiajia, hugged her leg tightly and burst into tears.

Helplessness and fear came at the moment when jingniantian saw jingjiajia. He could no longer be strong, as Jiajia said.

Jingjiajia raised her face and pursed her mouth. She tried hard not to let them flow out. She pretended to squeeze out a smile. She squatted down, held jingniantian in her arms, and said softly, "nianer, don't cry, Jiajia is back, and everything will be fine."

However, Jing Nian Tian's tears are like a flood that has released the gate. They can't be blocked.

"Nian'er doesn't cry and is obedient. Shall we go and see my father and aunt?" jingjiajia whispered.

Jing Niantian suddenly looked like an adult, wiped a few tears, bit his lips tightly and nodded heavily, "well, nianer is the strongest. Nianer doesn't cry. Jiajia came back and nianer is with Jiajia."

"Nianer is the best." jingjiajia smiled, stretched out his hand to gently wipe the tears on jingniantian's face, kissed him on the cheek, stood up, took jingniantian in one hand and the suitcase in the other hand and walked into the door of the hospital.

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