Jing Xiangtian and Jing Anqin went on a business trip this morning. They flew to Australia at eight o'clock. There were only Jian Qingyang and some gardeners and servants at home. Why did the guard guarding the door change inexplicably?
Although she was a little skeptical, this was her own home after all. She still didn’t believe that in this legal society, who would dare to do anything to the home of a dignified multinational CEO in broad daylight, so not only did she not stop to check, but she walked faster
After a few steps, I wanted to see Jian Qingyang as soon as possible and ask what happened at home.
Walking through the long courtyard, the scene in front of the living room door made Jing Tian'er's eyes widen, and then a rush of blood rushed to the top of her head - in the spacious open space in front of the living room, Jing Yang Yunzhi sat arrogantly on the large Taishi chair.
Behind her stood five or six maids and servants, as well as four bulky bodyguards.
Jian Qingyang's arms were twisted behind her back and she was forced to kneel at her feet. Her hair was messy and her clothes were disheveled. Kneeling next to Jian Qingyang was a man with the same messy hair and disheveled clothes, and several fierce-looking bodyguards standing beside her.
Beside Jian Qingyang and that man.
After just one glance, Jing Tian'er was so angry that she almost broke her teeth. She rushed over to help Jian Qingyang up from the ground, but was stopped by the bodyguards.
She just took out her anger on several bodyguards, punched and kicked them, and eliminated two of them with three punches and two kicks.
When Jing Yang Yunzhi saw Jing Tian'er come in, he didn't even say hello to her, and started beating her without even taking her seriously. His face turned livid with anger and he winked at the bodyguard behind her.
The bodyguard understood, walked to Jian Qingyang, pulled out a dagger across Jian Qingyang's neck with one hand, and grabbed Jian Qingyang's hair with the other, forcing Jian Qingyang's head to be raised high, so that Jing Tian'er could see clearly.
With a painful look on Jian Qingyang's face, Oi Jing Tian'er shouted coldly: "Stop!"
Seeing that Jian Qingyang was being coerced, Jing Tian'er had no choice but to stop and stared coldly at Jing Yang Yunzhi's bodyguard, "Let her go!"
"Unbridled!" Jing Yang Yunzhi, who was sitting high on the Taishi chair, poked the ground heavily with the crutch in his hand, "You unruly and uncultured stinky girl, you are really against you! Look at you, you are neither up nor down, nor big.
You’re not young, what do you look like?”
Jing Tian'er glanced at her and sneered, "People say that a daughter follows her father and a son follows his mother. Of course I got my lack of rules and education from my dad, but I don't know who I learned my lack of rules and education from!
"
"You..." Hearing Jing Tian'er scolding her in a roundabout way, Jing Yang Yunzhi choked with blood in her throat, and fainted. She poked the crutch hard, and her old face turned the color of pig liver, "It's the other way around.
! Rebellion! Come here! Bring me the family law. Today I will teach this unruly and uncultured girl a lesson for the ancestors of the Jing family!"
The maid behind her immediately turned around and brought out a stick as thick as a forearm. Two other maids brought a bench. Jing Yang Yunzhi pointed her crutch at Jing Tian'er, "Go, tie up that stinky girl.
Beat me hard!"
Two stout maids went over to tie up Jing Tian'er, but Jing Tian'er stared at them coldly, "You should try to move one of my fingers!"
Her eyes were as cold as a razor blade, and the skin of the two servants was sore from the shave. They did not dare to look at her and lowered their heads in fear.
Jing Yang Yunzhi was shaking with anger and winked at her bodyguard.
