Chapter 1400

"It's okay, my hand slipped." Jing Ming smiled, picked up the kitchen knife and started cutting the ingredients.

Lin Tongtong stared at him, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart, this feeling was so kind and beautiful that she really wanted to put her arms around his waist and hug him.

Like a small tree leaning on a big tree.

However, she did not forget what Jing Qiu told her not to be intimate with the boss.

Although she didn't mean that, but men and women are different after all, giving and receiving can't be kissed.

Turning around, she continued to wash the vegetables.

As for the topic just now, Jing Ming didn't say anything, and she didn't bother about it, as if the issue wasn't important.

Next, Jing Ming started to cook...

Lin Tongtong saw that he held the pot and shovel in a decent manner, and his cooking movements were neat and orderly, so he immediately believed that he would cook well.

"Boss, when did you learn to cook?" She asked curiously, looking at Jing Ming with admiration.

"I have been working abroad for nearly twenty years, and I can do everything."

"You are really capable, whoever marries you in the future will be very happy."

Jing Ming smiled jokingly at her, "So, when you signed up for the talent show, you wanted to marry a rich and capable husband like me?"

Lin Tongtong's face turned red again, and she twisted her fingers in embarrassment, "Boss, I didn't mean that, I was doing it for money, but... I hadn't seen you at that time."

"Hehe...how did it feel when I saw you later?"

"Fear."

"Really? What about now?"

"I'm not afraid anymore."

"Not bad." Jing Ming put a plate of fried pork with green peppers on the glazed table, then picked up a piece of lean meat with chopsticks and handed it to Lin Tongtong's lips, "Come, have a taste."

Lin Tongtong opened her mouth to eat, and after chewing a few times, her eyes sparkled, and she raised her thumbs up to Jing Ming: "It's so delicious, so delicious."

"Is it comparable to the first-class chef of the castle?"

"Well, the taste is similar to what the chef made, but you need to be a little more spicy."

Jing Ming looked at her with pampering eyes, "Are you afraid of spicy food?"

"Don't be afraid, my grandma said, eating a little spicy food can drive away the cold."

"That's right, but you can't eat too much, so as not to affect your skin." Jing Ming smiled, took a piece of braised beef from another plate and stuffed it into her mouth, "Eat it."

"Thank you, boss." Lin Tongtong smiled with brows and eyes crooked, and bubbles of happiness leaked from the corners of his eyes.

"Why do you want to cry?" Seeing her red eyes with tears in the corners, Jing Ming felt distressed.

Lin Tongtong wiped the corners of her eyes and pursed her mouth, "Because... because I think of my biological parents. I have never enjoyed their love since I was a child. Now the boss treats me like a relative. I am touched."

"Okay, don't cry." Jing Ming took out a handkerchief and handed it to her with gentle eyes, "Perhaps one day, your parents will come to you, and they will love you wholeheartedly."

"Is it possible?" Lin Tongtong smiled wryly.

"Of course it is possible. I believe they love you."

...

All the dishes were cooked, but Jing Qiu hadn't come back yet, Jing Ming called, but Jing Qiu didn't answer.

He was worried, and said to Lin Tongtong: "You wait here for her, I'll go out and have a look."

"Okay." Lin Tongtong nodded.

Jing Ming drove to Haojue Bar by himself, and saw three luxury cars parked outside, one of which belonged to Jing Qiu.

He put on his sunglasses, tugged at his white shirt, and strode into the bar.

"Sir, we are closed today." A young man in black short sleeves stopped him.

Jing Ming frowned, his chin tensed, and the stern eyes made people startled through the glass.

The man hurriedly took a step back, his scalp tingling, "You... who are you looking for?"

As soon as he finished asking, Jing Ming had already raised his hand to hold the top of his head, and with five steel-like fingers secretly exerted strength, the man's face suddenly turned pale, and his legs trembled.

"Where is Manager Jing?"

The man hastily pointed inside, stammering, "It's...in the office."

Jing Ming shrank his eyes, and with a flick of his hand, the man staggered and leaned against the wall. Looking at the extraordinary Jing Ming, the sweat dripped from his forehead...

Could it be that he is the legendary third master of the Jing family?

"Sister..." Jing Ming walked to the front of the office, stopped speaking just as he spoke, and took a step closer to the door.

"Are you still denying it now?" A woman inside yelled, "Is it because I have to twist your hair that you admit that you caused the accident?"

Jing Ming raised his sword eyebrows, and his whole body tensed up.

"Ma'am, based on the confessions of those bastards, you believe that I caused the disaster? I have no grudges against them, and I don't know each other. Why do they blame me? Is it your trick, the thief shouted "stop the thief?" I get kicked out of the bar?"

Jing Qiu's voice was sonorous and fearless.

"Ridiculous! This bar belongs to my son, why should I smash it?"

"Then this bar is half of my effort, why should I smash it?"

"You? You stinky woman..."

boom!

Before Shao Qingfeng could finish speaking, the door was kicked open suddenly, and then a gust of cold wind hit her, and her raised hand was tightly strangled by a big iron-like palm.

"Ah!" Qingfeng screamed in pain.

Before she could see the person's face clearly, her body was slammed by the person again. With a "bang", she fell heavily beside the sofa...

His face just touched Jing Qiu's knee.

Jing Qiu looked at his younger brother, who was frowning with anger, and then looked indifferently at Qingfeng who fell at his feet...

Qingfeng felt that all the bones in her body were falling apart, and her face was particularly ugly.

She never imagined that she lived to be in her fifties and had always been very beautiful and "admired" by others, but now she was thrown away like a sack, it was really embarrassing!

And this person's eyes are crooked!

"Who are you?" She turned her head angrily, her eyes almost bursting out.

A maid who followed her was stunned. After listening to her question, she came back to help her, "Second Miss, you get up first."

Just as Qingfeng stood up, she rolled her eyes and suddenly raised her head, "Are you Third Young Master Jing?"

Jing Ming took off his sunglasses, glanced at her lightly, "You have eyes."

After saying that, he looked at Jing Qiu strangely again, and saw that she was sitting on the sofa without moving, with her hands behind her back. Although her sitting posture was dignified, it was not like her original appearance.

"Sister, are you okay?" He stepped over and reached out to help her up.

"Come on!" Qingfeng suddenly called out.

Jing Ming was slightly surprised and turned to look at her.

Qingfeng curled her lips coldly, supported her aching waist with one hand, pointed at Jing Qiu and said, "I'm going to hand her over to the police, don't touch her now, we'll talk about it when the police come."

Jing Ming was startled.

"Second Miss." Soon, three bodyguards rushed in from the door, and one of them was pushed over the head by Jing Ming.

"Invite Third Young Master Jing out!" Qingfeng waved his hand.

The three bodyguards hesitated.

The third master Jing in front of him was tall and handsome, but his whole body was filled with a sense of coldness and arrogance. That cold and arrogant temperament was like a king, standing proudly, no one dared to act rashly.

Qingfeng was extremely angry, and stared, "What are you doing? You don't listen to me?"

Jing Ming smiled coldly, and stretched out his hand to support Jing Qiu. The next second, his face changed drastically, "Sister, why...are you tied up by her?"

Yes, Jing Qiu's hands were tied behind his back with a rope, and his wrists were already red.

At this moment, Jing Ming's anger rose suddenly, he kicked over the coffee table, and the iron palm suddenly stretched out towards Qingfeng's neck...

Just as Qingfeng was grabbed by him, Jing Qiu shouted: "Stop!"

Qingfeng opened her mouth, looking at the furious Jing Ming in horror, "You...you don't know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are!"

"Jing Ming! Let go!"

"Third young master!" The bodyguard came over and said anxiously, "Madam is the second young lady of the Shao family, please let go!"

The three of them worked together to pull Jing Ming away.

Jing Ming waved his hand angrily, "Let go of my sister's hand!"

"Yes, yes!" One of the bodyguards hurried to untie them.

Qingfeng clutched her neck and kept coughing. The maid stroked her back and handed her a cup of tea, "Take a sip of water."

Qingfeng waved her hand and knocked the cup to the ground...

Standing up straight again, she pointed at Jing Ming and said angrily: "Third young master, do you think that if you have money, you can run rampant in the world, and if you have money, you can be lawless? Who is in charge here, don't you know? "

Jing Ming smiled, "Second Miss, are you too arrogant and out of your mind? This capital is the world of the common people, no one has the final say, here, no one has the right to cover the sky with one hand! The law is above, I think Be clear!"

"You can see clearly? Since you can see clearly, how can you hit someone?"

"Did I hit you?"

"You...you dump me, pinch me!"

"Really? Then you ordered someone to tie up my sister, what should I say? Can I say it's self-defense?"

"..." The corners of Qingfeng's lips trembled, and it took him a long time to say angrily, "She ruined my bar! She is guilty!"

Jing Ming put his arms around Jing Qiu, held his head high and held his chest high, "Whether you are guilty or not is determined by the law, not by you, Shao Qingfeng."

Shao Qingfeng was so angry that her head was dull and her thoughts were confused. She rubbed her forehead and said weakly, "Call me the police."

"Second Miss, the police are here." The bodyguard said.

"Qingfeng!" It was Li Weicheng who came with the police. As soon as he entered the office, he saw Shao Qingfeng's face was pale and he was listless, so he hurried over to hug her, "What's wrong?"

Seeing her husband, Qingfeng burst into tears with a "wow", pointing at Jing Ming, "He...he hurt me."

Li Weicheng frowned, and looked at Jing Ming and Jing Qiu.

Just as Jing Ming was about to speak, Jing Qiu raised his hand to stop him, and calmly said to the leading policeman, "I'll go with you to the police station to investigate."

...

"Mom!" Shao Kexin ran into the restaurant in the Gu family compound, "It's bad, the third young master of the Jing family beat aunt. Now everyone has gone to the police station. Uncle just called."

Fu Shumin dropped the chopsticks she was holding, and she was extremely surprised, "Jing...Mr. Jing beat someone?"

It's incredible.

He should know that Shao Qingfeng is the second miss of the Shao family.

"Did your uncle say anything else?" Fu Shumin asked anxiously.

Shao Kexin paused, walked to her side and said in a low voice: "He also said that the third young master Jing has such a good relationship with his sister-in-law, but he doesn't give aunt face. Could it be because of the bad relationship between aunt and sister-in-law? .”

Fu Shumin's complexion tightened, "Even he suspects that Third Master Jing has an unusual relationship with your sister-in-law?"

"It seems to mean that."

"..." Fu Shumin shook her head, "That's because he didn't understand Third Master Jing's feelings for his sister. He used to be in the Jing family, and Jing Qiu treated him best."

At this time, the housekeeper walked into the dining room, smiled slightly at Shao Kexin and said, "Miss, my uncle is here."