Chapter 1389
My Secretary is a Little Sweet
Translator: 549690339
Jing Zhi laid on the bed with Zheng yuluo in his arms and said proudly,ââOur dad isnât that kind of person! Heâs the most reasonable person. Youâre now his legitimate daughter-in-law, so he definitely wonât drive you away!â
Zheng yuluo thought that Jing Yiran would drive her away because Zheng Jing had refused to let Jing Zhi in when they were in the Zheng family. She was afraid that Jing Yiran would not let her in either.
She rested her head on Jing Zhiâs arm and looked relaxed.ââI know. Dad is a good person. In the past, I would come to see him every New Year and festival. At first, he didnât like me. Every time he saw me, he looked like he was going to hit me, but he held back every time. He probably thought that I was young and insensible at that time, so I made a mistake. â
âYou were really bad when you were young. You gave me a nickname and distanced yourself from me with the other children. You said that I was the reincarnation of a vampire. You must have watched too many anime!â
Jing Zhi couldnât remember many of his childhood memories, but he had been isolated and given nicknames every day, so he had a deep impression of them.
âAiya, you canât blame me for this. Have you forgotten? my sister and I both had our arms broken by you! Iâve even seen a little wild cat scratch you and you died the next day. Of course Iâm scared!â
âThereâs such a thing?â
Jing Zhi was a little surprised. He didnât remember any of this.
If the kitten had really scratched him, it was likely that it had been injured and died of the virus.
He didnât have a perverted tendency to torture and kill small animals. On the contrary, he had liked cats and dogs since he was young. He was just afraid that he would infect them, so he didnât dare to raise them.
He was once bitten by a dog, but he didnât get rabies. Instead, the dog died because it ate his blood by mistake.
As for the fact that he had beaten up Zheng yuluo and Zheng Yuwei ⦠Jing Zhi was confused.âI donât think Iâve ever hit you before?â
âOh, did I remember it wrong? Other than you, who else would think that my sister and I are ugly?â
âIâve always thought that youâre very pretty!â
Speaking of this, Jing Zhi felt even more wronged. He had liked the twin sisters since he was a child, but they had never paid him any attention.
âIf I didnât say youâre ugly, would you have noticed me? When everyone says youâre pretty, Iâll be sarcastic so that youâll remember me!â
Zheng yuluo did not know whether to laugh or cry!
She turned around and bit Jing Zhi on his chest.ââHow can you be so bad! Which little girl would like to be called ugly? You said Iâm ugly, but I still remember you, but I canât wait to sell you! Itâs best if he never appears again!â
âOh, so youâre really going to sell me out?â
âI didn ât! I ⦠I was wrong, I was wrong, okay?â
Zheng yuluo toot and showed a pitiful expression.ââAfter I sold you out, I regretted it so much. I had nightmares every day, dreaming that you would come and suck my blood â¦â
Of course, Jing Zhi had hated Zheng yuluo before. He had gritted his teeth and wanted to kill her.
But later on, for some reason, he just couldnât bring himself to do it.
He had killed countless people without hesitation, but his heart had fallen into her gentle and delicate voice, so soft that it was a mess.
It was only then that he understood what a nemesis was!
Jing Zhi turned sideways and pulled Zheng yuluo into his arms. He kissed Zheng yuluoâs cheek like raindrops and said in a low and sexy voice,ââAre you stupid? you still like me when I suck your blood?â
Zheng yuluo chuckled.âYes, I like you. I feel like Iâve done something wrong. If youâre really a blood-sucking demon who needs to drink blood to live, then Iâll give you all my blood. I can die, but I canât bear to let you die.â
Jing Zhi was startled. A strange emotion rose in his heart.
Perhaps he never knew how much Zheng yuluo liked him!
Her love may have started a long time ago. He didnât realize it, and she didnât even realize it herself.
Jing Zhi held Zheng yuluoâs hand and kissed it. He murmured softly,ââSilly girl â¦â
The couple had a good nightâs sleep, but Jing Yiran had not had a good nightâs sleep because he had just come back from abroad. He got up at dawn.
Jin Xin had just come back from the bar when he saw Jing Yiran sitting in the living room. He was startled.
Jing Yiran greeted him warmly as if he was his family.âOle gold, come and sit! Iâve been back all night, but I havenât seen you! Did Jing Zhi cause you any trouble?â
Jin Xin finally came back to his senses, and he shouted,âMy dear family, youâre finally back! Your son is too disobedient. You have to discipline him this time!â
They had met several times when they were in North America. Jin Xin had been with Jing Zhi and took care of him, so Jing Yiran was very grateful to him.
Jing Zhi was a loner. He didnât like people following him around, but he accepted Jin Xin and didnât mind Jin Xinâs constant nagging. Jing Zhi had probably gotten used to Jin Xinâs nagging when they were in the entertainment industry.
Even Jing Yiran felt that Jin Xin was better than his own father.
Jing Yiran felt at ease to have a senior like Jin Xin following Jing Zhi around. He had given Jin Xin a house in the United States and promised that if Jin Xin didnât have any children in the future, Jing Zhi would be his son and he would take care of him when he was old.
Therefore, the revolutionary friendship between the two people was quite deep.
When Jing Zhi got out of bed and went downstairs, he saw two men sitting in the living room, whispering intimately.
âDad, old Jin, are you two talking bad about me? You two only look like a couple when youâre condemning me together!â
Jing Yiran glared at him,ânonsense!â Also, How many times do I have to tell you to call me uncle Jin? is old Jin something you should call me?â
Jing Zhi was speechless.âThe Mr. Jin sitting next to you has successfully changed his appearance to that of a thirty-year-old man after some minor plastic surgery. Iâm sure he wonât be happy if I call him uncle Jin.â
Jing Yiran turned around and took a closer look at Jin Xinâs face. His skin looked good and all the wrinkles were gone.
Jin Xin was already over forty years old, but he looked like he had regained his youth. Jing Yiran said enviously,âOld Jin, how did you get this? Take me to try it out tomorrow!â
âYouâre interested in this too?âJin Xinâs eyes lit up.
He patted Jing Yiranâs shoulder and said excitedly, âThatâs right! I used to find it hard to understand when I watched female celebrities do plastic surgery, but after I was forced to do it by Jing Zhi, I realized it was amazing! Nowadays, those young ladies like to talk to me. No one used to talk to me!â