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Chapter 2 It¡¯s intentional

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    The dusk outside the window was getting darker. Jing Xiaojun opened his eyes and took a nap. He was very energetic at the moment.

    She has a tough battle to fight tonight!

    The best person in the Jing family to the original owner was her father Jing Zhiwen, but she was framed step by step and even Jing Zhiwen lost confidence in her.

    Jing Xiaojun stood up and rummaged through the cabinets and tables. Except for a mobile phone, there were very few personal properties belonging to her.

    Hearing the sound coming from downstairs, she raised her faint eyebrows, with a slight smile on her fair face, and walked out of the room and walked downstairs.

    In the living room, Wu Yan was talking to Jing Zhiwen with a very impatient expression. Jing Anan still looked very docile and comforted Wu Yan from time to time.

    Jing Zhiwen remained silent, but his expression was slightly subtle.

    "Dad, you're back." Jing Xiaojun said from top to bottom with a cheerful tone. This is her biological father, and he is her biggest supporter in this world.

    Jing Zhiwen looked back and felt his eyes light up.

    It¡¯s been two months, and Jing Xiaojun has found her daughter back, but she is indeed far from the daughter he expected.

    He comforted himself, just keep him by his side and train him well.

    However, this daughter always seems to be very afraid of getting into trouble, and she gets into trouble from time to time.

    It¡¯s only been a day since we last met. Today, Jing Xiaojun¡¯s clothing seems to have taken a big step forward. This outfit is simple and youthful.

    In the future, Xiaojun¡¯s hair is always very thick, like wearing an inappropriate hat.

    Today, her hair was tied into a ponytail, it was smooth and shiny, and she was full of girlish style.

    Jing Zhiwen¡¯s eyes showed a look of satisfaction, this is his daughter!  Confident, youthful and energetic.

    "Xiaojun, come on, come and sit." He greeted her cheerfully.

    Wu Yan frowned and looked at him, then glared at Jing Xiaojun who was sitting next to him and said, "You came just in time. I told your dad about this today. Let your dad make the decision for you two sisters."

    Jing An'an looked at Jing Zhiwen's face cautiously, waved her hand and said, "Dad, I really don't care. No matter what my sister does, I will forgive her."

    Jing Xiaojun gave her a sharp look in return and said generously to Jing Zhiwen: "Dad, are you talking about the dress?"

    Jing Zhiwen originally didn't want to mention it so directly, but he didn't expect that she didn't care and silently gave her points in his heart.

    Before he expressed his position, Jing Anan started acting like a monster: "Sister, even if this matter is over, I believe you did it unintentionally."

    "Unintentionally?" Jing Xiaojun repeated her words, seemingly caring for others, but in fact, every sentence was a stab at death, "This dress has been cut to look like this, is it still unintentional? It's obvious  It¡¯s just intentional!¡±

    A look of pride flashed through Jing Anan's eyes, and he said silently in his heart: Idiot.

    There was no trace of concern on her face: "Sister, are you in a bad mood that's why you cut my dress? You can tell your sister if you're in a bad mood, instead of keeping it to yourself."

    Jing Zhiwen frowned. Unexpectedly, the problem was brought to the surface in an instant, and he didn't even have a chance to protect Jing Xiaojun.

    He had to ask: "Jing Xiaojun, dad also wants to hear what's going on."

    Jing Xiaojun said seriously to Jing Anan, "Did you find the dress in my room?"

    Jing Anan nodded and said softly: "Yes!"

    "Are there any scissors in your room?"

    "Sister, I never use these sharp things, but you seem to have a pair of scissors in your room." Jing Anan described her ladylike image lightly and pointed the finger at Jing Xiaojun.

    "So, you mean, I cut your dress with scissors in my room."

    "Jing Xiaojun!" Wu Yan had been trying not to lose her temper since he hit her downstairs, but now she finally couldn't help it anymore, "You cut off your sister's dress, are you still reasonable?"

    Jing Anan comforted her thoughtfully: "Mom, don't get excited, your blood pressure will be high again soon."

    Wu Yan said to Jing Zhiwen: "Look, am I right? She just lacks restraint. We shouldn't let her go like this."

    Jing Zhiwen¡¯s face was filled with doubts. He always felt that something was wrong. He asked, ¡°Jing Xiaojun, did you really do this?¡±

    "No!" Jing Xiaojun didn't want to delay, "If I had cut it, there would be my fingerprints on the tools and clothes. Dad, I want to ask the police to come over and check if there are any fingerprints of mine on the scissors and the dress. By the way.  Find out who is wearing the dress?The broken one still insisted on blaming me.  "

    "Strong words!" Wu Yan interrupted her, "Is there someone in this family who wants to harm you?"

    Jing Xiaojun looked at her well-maintained face and recalled the plot.

    Because she put a lot of effort into cultivating Jing Anan, and because of her vanity, she disliked the original owner for being too earthy, without good talent, and it would be too embarrassing to take him out, so she let Jing Anan bully the original owner.

    "I'm your biological daughter, don't you think it's too much to say that?" Jing Xiaojun said "you" one after another, which made Wu Yan feel scared. When did this girl even speak in a different tone?

    Hearing that the police were going to be called, Jing Anan looked a little uncomfortable, but he still said: "Actually, I don't care at all, so there is no need to make such a big fuss. We are all a family, there is nothing we can't get through."

    Jing Xiaojun said coldly: "So, after all, do you still think it was me who cut it?"

    "II" Jing Anan hesitated, "This dress was found in your room."

    Jing Xiaojun raised his head slightly and looked at her from the perspective of a prisoner: "I insist on my point of view. It was you who deliberately cut it and put the blame on me."

    "Bang!" A harsh voice spread in the living room, and a cup fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

    Jing Anan clutched her chest and stared at the glass shards on the ground in panic, which reflected a little light under the light, as if her dream had been shattered on the ground!

    But her expression looked like she had received a 10,000-point critical blow: "Mom, what my sister said was terrible. How could she say that to me?"

    Jing Xiaojun blinked and said with an innocent face: "Sister, you said I cut your dress. I'm so scared! How can you say that to me?"

    Jing Xiaojun responded with her exact words, waiting for Wu Yan to double standard.

    Wu Yan looked hesitant, and it was obvious that she wanted to speak for Jing Anan, but she restrained herself in front of Jing Zhiwen.

    Jing Zhiwen¡¯s shrewd eyes shuttled between the two daughters and settled on Jing Xiaojun, proving his innocence. This daughter has courage.

    "Okay!" He stepped in to mediate, "What's the fuss about as a family? I believe it wasn't Jing Xiaojun who cut it. As for who cut it, let's not pursue it anymore. This matter ends here. If I find out and pass it on  Get out and I will pursue it to the end.¡±

    Jing Xiaojun stopped as soon as he saw it was good, with a jumping light flashing in his lowered eyes.

    "An'an, you have a performance tomorrow. Have a good rest tonight and don't let these things affect your mood." When Wu Yan saw Jing Zhiwen speaking, she naturally didn't dare to act like a monster again, but there was something in her words.

    Jing Anan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "Dad, Mom, don't worry, I will definitely perform well tomorrow and bring glory to the group." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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