This kid is a bit cheap

Chapter 21 Photos

The bandage on his head was not removed, so Jing Mo didn't dare to go home, so he nestled in the hotel and watched TV with his third uncle.

Qi Jin pushed the door in with refreshments, "Jing Mo, someone is looking for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Mo saw Meng Yang sneaking in half of his body behind him. Meng Yang saw Jing Mo's stupid face, and then he walked in with confidence, "Jing Mo, you were too cute last night." Handsome, four of them were beaten to the ground by you."

Meng Yang looked beaming, and looked at Jing Mo with eyes full of admiration, as if a child had seen his own idol.

Jing Mo tried his best to wink at Meng Yang, his third uncle was very worried about his injury, and begged this damn boy to stop mentioning it.

"Jing Mo, who is this?" The third uncle actually didn't listen at all, his eyes stayed on the last boy who walked in.On the black pendant he wore around his neck, to be precise.

Jing Mo raised his head in surprise, only to find that in the luxurious guest room, there was a person standing in the middle of the hall like a tree stump. Jiang Hao stared at him with "ghostly" eyes.

"Ahem." Jing Mo almost choked on the tea.

"This is also my friend, called Jiang Hao, and the one next to him is Meng Yang." Jing Mo pretended to be very obedient in front of the third uncle, and hurriedly introduced everyone, asking Jiang Hao to sit down.

Qi Jin also had to go to work on Saturdays, so he took him with him and left.

As soon as Jing Mo sat down next to the third uncle, Jiang Hao asked, "Is the injury on your head okay?"

"Fortunately, it's just a skin injury." Jing Mo said lightly.

Meng Yang complained in his heart, the skin trauma needs to be wrapped into rice dumplings, he saw with his own eyes last night that blood was gushing out like a fountain, it was really horrifying.Otherwise, even Jiang Er was frightened.

Of course, these two people seemed to be a little weird last night, but Jiang Hao's performance was more obvious.

"Oh, how did you guess about Song Yifei?" After a moment of silence, Jiang Hao asked suddenly.

Jing Mo paused, met Jiang Hao's serious eyes, touched his nose, and said without conscience: "It's just that I suddenly panicked, and then I saw that drunk and thought that way."

These words are not nonsense. Sometimes the human brain suddenly makes divine predictions about what will happen in the future, and even scientists cannot explain the reasons.

Meng Yang and Jiang Hao were dubious, only the third uncle next to him squinted his eyes and looked at Jing Mo with a smile on his lips.

The two sat for a while and left first. Before leaving, Jiang Hao squeezed Jing Mo's hand, "Remember to answer my phone next time, or I will worry."

Jing Mo: ...

Just talk, don't tease me, understand?

Although he complained in his heart, Jing Mo was still itchy, and looked at his palm with unfulfilled desire.

Just now, Jiang Hao's sullenness definitely tickled him.

Still twice.

Smelly face!

"Ouch, why are you blushing?" Third Uncle suddenly came over and whispered in his ear maliciously.

"It's your eyesight problem." Jing Mo glanced at his old and unscrupulous third uncle angrily.

The third uncle directly picked up a grape from the plate, threw it into his mouth, and said leisurely: "Little Mo, you don't have any unreasonable thoughts about that kid just now, do you?"

"Ahem." Jing Mo choked on the tea again.How did his third uncle see it.

No, is he that obvious?

That's not right, he obviously has no unreasonable thoughts about Jiang Hao.

Yes, absolutely not, at most it is just appreciation.

In the blink of an eye, it was Monday, and Jing Mo was going to the company for an internship.He took a day off on the grounds of catching a cold, and then took third uncle to Jing's villa.

The villa was very quiet during the day, and Jing Mo saw his elder brother reading in the yard from a distance.

Uh, reading a book outside in such a cold day, isn't this literary youth a bit over-pretentious?

"Jing Mo, what's the matter with the scar on your forehead?" Although Jing Ran has a dull temper, his observation skills are astonishing.As soon as Jing Mo approached, he noticed something strange on his forehead.

Jing Mo knew that his elder brother would definitely ask, and he had long thought of an excuse, saying that he accidentally fell down the stairs.

Fortunately, his third uncle rubbed him with dark self-made medicinal powder every night, so the scars were a little lighter.

After introducing the two of them, the three of them sat in the living room and chatted.Jing Mo was also worried that the third uncle would think that Jing Ran was not easy to talk to, and he would not be able to chat together, but he didn't expect that the two of them would have a lively chat in less than 10 minutes.

Because his third uncle knows some medical skills and is not bad at kung fu, he often travels to various places, which is called inheritance and exchange, and he always encounters many anecdotes and strange things.Jing Ran listened with gusto.

Moreover, Jing Ranxiu has a double master's degree, one in finance and the other in medicine.The two have common hobbies, and the chat is naturally high.

Afterwards, it became a matter of course. The third uncle offered to show him his legs, but Jing Ran didn't object.Jing Mo watched his third uncle stunned his elder brother with a pair of masters, and secretly scolded his third uncle as a charlatan.

After he finished fooling around and inquired about all Jingran's symptoms, Jing Mo pulled the third uncle aside, "How is it, is there help?"

The third uncle thought for a while, but he didn't know whether to nod or shake his head. After deliberating for a while, he said: "It's hard to say."

"Give me an accurate word. Otherwise, I'll believe you're really a barefoot doctor and a charlatan." Jing Mo said bluntly.

The third uncle gave him a blow on the head, and then continued: "As long as he can endure hardship, there is still hope."

What do you mean?Jing Mo didn't know why.

The third uncle smiled and said: "Well, I will teach you two tricks first, and you will help your brother move his muscles and bones every day according to my instructions, and dredge the blood vessels. The rest will be discussed next time I come to Haicheng."

"Third Martial Uncle, when will you come again next time?" Jing Mo asked in surprise.

"I will come again a year ago."

Jing Mo hurriedly and happily asked Third Master Uncle to bring some Second Master's pastries next time he came.Then he prepared gifts for the two masters.

Finally, in the early morning, he sent his third uncle to the train.

The third uncle gave him two things, one was a map of acupuncture points on the human body, and the other was a modified illustration of Wu Qin Xi.Both pictures have the notes and remarks of the third uncle. Jing Mo also practiced with the third uncle when he was a child, and he is still very handy.

He massaged Jingran's acupuncture points every night and exercised his muscles and bones in the morning. Although he didn't know if it would be effective, at least it was beneficial to Jingran's body.

At the same time, the rehabilitation equipment and measures that Jing Guotai specially built for him in the basement were not abandoned.Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

This teasing night, after Jing Mo opened up the acupuncture points for Jing Ran, he found that he had fallen asleep.Jing Mo was a little funny, when he pressed it at first, Jing Ran screamed in pain, but now he can fall asleep comfortably, it seems to be effective.

He moved Jing Ran to the bed, covered him with a quilt, and found that he forgot to close the notebook on his desk when he went out.Just as he was about to close it for him, Jing Mo caught a glimpse of a corner of the photo in the page number, he pulled it out suspiciously, but when he saw clearly the characters in the photo froze.

In the photo, his elder brother Jing Ran was wearing a clean white shirt, with a warm smile on his fair and delicate face for the camera.And beside him, stood a tall young man in black all over, with a tall figure, slightly curly long hair draped lazily, and a small stubble on his chin, and he was also looking at the camera casually.

But this is not the point, the point is that the decadent and lazy artistic youth with long hair turned out to be Xiao Xuan who Jing Mo has been investigating, who may have indirectly killed him in his previous life!

If Jing Mo was not so familiar with Xiao Xuan, he might not be able to tell it at first glance.

In the photo, Xiao Xuan put his hands on Jing Ran's shoulders, looking very intimate.It was completely unexpected what happened to make Jing Ran regard Xiao Xuan as a stranger.

Jing Mo quickly took this photo with his mobile phone, and then put the things back in place.

Back in the bedroom, he turned on the computer and checked the information he bought from the private investigator, because he didn't know that Xiao Xuan and Jing Ran were friends before.His focus was on investigating Xiao Xuan's family background and business relationship.

The above shows that Xiao returned to China seven years ago and was adopted by an ordinary family in the United States. There is no relative in China who has been in contact with him for the time being.And his subordinate Shengke International was founded after he graduated. It was unknown at the beginning, but it suddenly emerged last year and soon took a place in Haicheng.

Since June last year, Hsiao Hsien has actively approached large companies, and has already started cooperation with Shilun Group.

Jing Mo turned off the computer, his eyes darkened.

The next morning, he pretended to be casual and asked Jing Ran, "Brother, did you and Xiao Xuan have a good relationship before?"

Jing Ran, who was eating, paused when he heard the words, "What's the matter, you suddenly asked this?"

Jing Mo opened his big dark eyes, and said doubtfully and curiously: "Didn't I stay in a hotel two days ago, I ran into him several times, he chased after me to ask about you, and even said he wanted to see you—"

"That bastard!" Before he finished speaking, Jing Ran dropped his chopsticks with a bang, "I told him to stay away from you!"

Jing Ranqi's body was trembling, his lips were trembling, and his brows and eyes were stained with a thin layer of anger. In fact, his angry appearance was rather good-looking.

"Brother, why do you hate him so much? Did he do something to you?" Jing Mo hurriedly helped Jing Ran pack up his things, and then put his hands on his back to let him breathe smoothly, but his eyes were observing Jing Ran's reaction.

I'm sorry, bro, I'm doing this for the good of everyone.

Jing Ran originally had a ruddy complexion after exercising in the morning, and her energy was quite good.But now his face is pale, and his beautiful and alienated eyes are full of pain and hatred. After a long time, he said: "Jing Mo, in short, stay away from him. He is not a normal person!"

When Jing Mo arrived at the company, he spent the whole morning thinking about the meaning of his elder brother's last sentence.

During the lunch break at noon, a sister Xin who usually took good care of him in the office came over mysteriously, "Xiao Mo, you have a girlfriend."

Ah, Jing Mo raised his head in wonder.what the hell.

"Yo, you're keeping it from Sister Xin, people are coming to your door. I can't tell, you still have something to do." Sister Xin is a woman in her early thirties, 1.7 meters tall, slightly fat, and very bold. He was also very enthusiastic, but he had a little more strength, so he patted Jing Mo on the shoulder just like that, he thought it was fortunate that it was him, otherwise he really couldn't bear it.

"I really didn't..." Jing Mo raised his hands above his head in a gesture of surrender.

Before he finished speaking, someone shouted in the office, "Jing Mo, someone is looking for him, and they are in the hall."

Jing Mo walked to the hall suspiciously, only to realize that it was Song Yifei who was looking for him.

She is still wearing a pink skirt with long boots, she looks tall and slender.Girls develop much earlier than boys.Song Yifei stood there, no one must have regarded her as a high school student.

Jing Mo ignored the gossiping eyes at the front desk, walked up to her wonderingly, and said, "Why are you here?"

The author has something to say: Song Yifei can be regarded as an important supporting role.

But she won't be a cannon fodder, don't worry.

Also, I am very sorry for posting this chapter so late.I fell asleep holding my phone last night. At that time, I had already written [-], and I woke up in the morning to make up another [-].Haha, I was so stupid.

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