After returning to the room, Leng Tianming and Jing Jing were still staring at each other, neither of them convinced.
Kubao got on the bed and sat next to Anjing, intending to continue listening.
An Jing suddenly grabbed Ku Bao's ear, "Who is that girl!?"
"Taekwondo coach..." When he said this, Kubao turned sideways, his little face wrinkled.
"Fart!" Anjing complained directly, how could the Taekwondo coach look so charming!
"Quiet!"
"Mommy!"
The father and son spoke in unison again!
Jing Jing looked at the father and son. This damn tacit understanding made her unhappy. Finally, she took a deep breath and let go of Ku Bao's hand. Finally, she didn't forget to add, "You treat me like a three-year-old child. She seems to be wary of a female agent. You
Don't fool me..."
Kubao looked at her mother in surprise. When did her mother become so sensitive?
So he shrunk, Kubao got out of bed, sat on the side, pointed at the TV, "I watch TV..."
Jing Jing rolled her eyes and Leng Tianming nodded, whatever his son did was good.
Jing Jing put the roses on the table rudely and said, "Put it up for me!" in a commanding tone.
Leng Tianming didn't say anything. He walked over and found a white patterned glass vase, then inserted the roses into it and put it away. He couldn't help but raise his lips, "Not bad!"
He ate quietly and ignored him.
"A piece of news for you. On Jiangyuan Road, in Jiangyuan Community, 4 buildings caught fire today. The fire is now very big. The fire brigade is putting out the fire. According to the residents, the fire was caused by the third floor. Now we are firefighting
The team is doing its best to rescue, but we don’t know what will happen to the people inside. Let’s watch the actual battle situation together!”
So the camera focused on the burning house.
Jiangyuan Road? Jiangyuan Community? Four buildings? Third floor?
An Anjing was startled while eating, and then slowly raised her head to look at the TV. She heard it right, right?
Ku Bao was also stunned, turned around and met An Jing's eyes, and finally concluded, "Our home!?"
Leng Tianming turned around at this time, glanced at the mother and son, and finally his eyes stopped on the TV. Looking at the burning building, he immediately understood something, so he took out his mobile phone and broadcast a number, "Tong Chi, rush to Jiangxi immediately.
Go to Yuan Road and the 4th building of Jiangyuan Community to see if there are any casualties? Let me handle this matter!"
After hanging up the phone, Anjing and Kubao both looked at Leng Tianming. His direct action was really... touching!
At this time, Anjing really needs someone to support her. If there is a fire in the house, it will definitely affect the residents going up and downstairs. Now Anjing has been shot again. Even if she is not shot, she doesn't know what to do, and Kubao is still so small.
…
Jing Jing looked at him, okay, since he insisted on helping, she would reluctantly accept it...
Jing Jing can always find a perfect excuse for herself...
Leng Tianming leaned in front of Ku Bao, "As long as everyone is okay, I don't know if you were shot this time. I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse, but I will take care of the matter, don't worry!"
"Yeah!" Jing Jing nodded and didn't argue with Leng Tianming anymore.
Leng Tianming patted her shoulder and was about to stand up. An Qing's body froze, then straightened up and looked forward, "Kubao, we'll go back right away!"
Ku Bao turned around, "Mommy, what's wrong with you? Didn't Daddy say he would handle this matter..."
"There are still very important things, I have to find them!" Jing Jing was extremely anxious. She opened the quilt and was about to get off, but was held down by Leng Tianming, "You are still injured, so you can't get off!"
Jing Jing was not angry and continued to put on her shoes, "As you said, I am injured on my body, but not on my feet..."
Leng Tianming "..."
There are always a lot of fallacies in Anjing, which can be overwhelming!
So under Anjing's strong request, Leng Tianming drove back, taking Anjing and Kubao back. The fire had been extinguished, but the crowd still did not disperse. A Rolls-Royce drove in, attracting special attention.
.
As soon as the car stopped, Anjing pulled off her seat belt and ran out. Wearing hospital clothes, she was particularly eye-catching. Then Leng Tianming and Ku Bao also got out of the car and followed Anjing.
Nothing has been removed inside, it's just a broken frame.
Jing Jing ran around in the room, and finally in Jing Jing's room, there was a box under the soft bed. It was a very small and exquisite son. He happened to be in a corner and was not burned. When An Jing saw that, his heart...
Suddenly he breathed a sigh of relief.
I walked over and there came out a check and a business card, like treasures.
Leng Tianming followed, and all he saw was An Jing smiling and hugging the check to his chest, with a happy face...
He couldn't help but feel that Leng Tianming was so angry that he risked so much just to come back for the check. He thought she had some valuables!
"Jingjing, you came back just to find this?!" Leng Tianming asked coldly.
Hearing Leng Tianming's voice, Anjing quickly collected the check stub and business card and put it in the box so that Leng Tianming wouldn't see it. After packing it up, he turned around and looked at Leng Tianming, then raised his head slightly and said, "Yes, I am
I love money so much that I would risk my life for it, how about that!?"
Leng Tianming clenched his hands and looked at An Jing. He didn't know why he felt really unhappy. He looked at her but had no words to refute. Yes, this woman is stingy, stingy, money-obsessed, and just likes to play tricks.
Temperament, but so what?
He is just angry, not disgusted!
Or is it jealousy!?
After Ku Bao entered, it goes without saying that he knew that Mommy was looking for her little box, and he was looking for something in the room. He always felt that something was wrong about this fire.
His eyes were fine and he didn't miss every corner, but suddenly something stuck under his feet. He lowered his head and saw something under his feet. He squatted down, stretched out his hand and stuck a little, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and frowned.