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Chapter 4: Access to the living room and kitchen

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    Seemingly unwilling to listen to Wu Yan¡¯s explanation, Jing Zhiwen directly asked the housekeeper to bring over the family¡¯s car keys.

    The Jing family has a total of six cars, the worst of which is an S600.

    There were six car keys spread out on the dining table. Jing Zhiwen motioned to Jing Xiaojun to pick one, but she remained unmoved.

    Jing Zhiwen picked up a key and gave it to her: "Xiaojun, can you drive?"

    Jing Anan could see clearly that he was holding the keys to Paramela, and this was the car she had been driving.

    Her face was extremely embarrassed, and the fair face of Jing Xiaojun across from her showed a look of surprise. She wanted to rush forward and tear this face to pieces.

    Green tea bitch, white lotus!  She cursed in her mind!

    "Dad, this car is too flamboyant, I'd better drive the 600!" Jing Xiaojun said, and she gave Jing An'an a clear look.

    Wu Yan¡¯s face became darker and darker, she was mocking Jing Anan for being too ostentatious.  Is the s600 just ordinary?

    Jing Zhiwen felt more and more pleased with Jing Xiaojun's performance tonight.

    Thoughtful, intelligent, generous, and unassuming are all advantages.

    It seems that in the past two months, she has been keeping a low profile.

    "Xiaojun, don't you think girls are too old to drive an S600?"

    "I don't think my father is a career man. If your daughter is too showy, she will embarrass you."

    Although she has read the plot, she doesn¡¯t know what unknown variables will happen as she travels through the book.

    The original owner¡¯s father was the first to protect her, and she wanted this care to continue and become her own protective umbrella.  Therefore, when facing the father of the original owner, she spared no effort to blow a rainbow fart.

    The moonlight shines through the white gauze on the desk, blends with the soft, orange desk lamp, and shines on the black card and car keys.

    Jing Xiaojun lazily leaned back in his chair and pondered his thoughts.

    She did not attend tomorrow¡¯s opening party, but a month later, at the group¡¯s founding anniversary, Jing Zhiwen was preparing to announce the identity of the original owner to the public.

    But the original owner made a huge fool of himself at the anniversary celebration, which not only embarrassed the Jing family, but also made other aristocratic families laugh.

    "Ha!" Jing Xiaojun thought about the tragic experience of the original owner being framed by the vicious female partner, "I'm here to vent your anger."

    The vicious female supporting actor Jing Anan is eavesdropping on the conversation between Jing Zhiwen and Wu Yan.

    "Wu Yan, your preference is too obvious. I know you don't like Jing Xiaojun now, but she is our biological daughter after all, and you should try to accept her." Jing Zhiwen said.

    Wu Yan knew that what he said was true, but there was always a hurdle in her heart: "Zhiwen, don't you think she is not close to us? You have never seen her video chatting with her adoptive mother. You want to call that woman  Mother!"

    Jing Zhiwen reminded her coldly: "Doesn't An An regard you as her biological mother?"

    Wu Yan was momentarily speechless!

    Jing Zhiwen added: "As for An An, as her biological daughter, has she ever contacted him?"

    "An An, she said she wanted to visit."

    "Have you gone?" Jing Zhiwen asked.

    Wu Yan squeaked, "Not yet. An An spent a lot of time preparing for tomorrow night's performance."

    Jing Zhiwen looked deeply at Wu Yan and said softly: "From this point of view, I quite admire our daughter, and I don't dislike her adoptive mother in the country at all. After all, she is his biological mother. Even if the conditions are not good, An An should be the first  Visit once in a while.¡±

    Wu Yan looked at him resentfully: "It's easy to move from simplicity to luxury, but it's difficult to move from luxury to simplicity. After all, An An was brought up by us, are you willing to let her go back to that place?"

    Jing Zhiwen also sighed: "I have thought about it. If our biological daughter is here, and our adopted daughter is married, the Li family will complain, which shows that we are not sincere. Over the years, Xiaojun has suffered a lot in the countryside, and in love with  We should all think more about her. Since An An is willing to stay in the Jing family, I will not treat her badly. When she gets married, I will let her marry as the daughter of the Jing family. "

    Wu Yan knew that as long as it was decided by him, there would be no change.

    She was unwilling to give up for Jing Anan: "But if the young master of the Li family likes An An, do you have to force him to make things difficult for him?"

    "What's wrong with Xiaojun? Are you her mother?" Jing Zhiwen said angrily, "If you treat Junjun badly again, I will send An An to her biological mother!"

    Jing Anan, who was hiding outside the door, clenched her hands tightly with her fingernails dug into her palms, and quietly walked back to her room.?.

    Wu Yan is right, the young master of the Li family is interested in her, so there is nothing wrong with Jing Xiaojun, right?

    ¡°In the final analysis, the first thing is to make him fall in love with her, and the second thing is to make him hate Jing Xiaojun.

    Thinking of this, a ferocious smile appeared on her pretty face, Jing Xiaojun, don¡¯t blame me, who asked you to rob me?

    Early in the morning, Jing Xiaojun was busy in the kitchen, and the family¡¯s professional chef, Sister Rong, became his assistant.

    Today she wore a blue striped shirt and a pair of nine-point light blue jeans.  A ribbed edge of light blue socks was exposed on the ankle.

    Her Liuhai was obviously thinner and she looked much prettier. Her long hair was pulled up on top of her head and she had a vitality bun, and she was seriously arranging dishes in the restaurant.

    When Jing Zhiwen walked into the restaurant, he saw a pleasing picture.

    The golden porridge on the dining table is served in a Japanese-style small bowl. It is steaming and looks warm and appetizing;

    In the small bamboo basket, there are stacks of cakes cut into triangles; in the transparent glass gold-rimmed plate, the green kiwi fruit is cut into slices, which looks particularly fresh; the red cherry tomatoes are so fresh that people admire them.

    There is a young fairy next to her. Who said that the young master of the Li family would look down on the little fairy of the Jing family?  The kitchen below the hall is perfect!

    After all, she is her biological daughter. She is getting cuter and cuter the more she looks at her.

    Thinking of this, he felt very comfortable and asked knowingly: "Xiaojun, what were you busy with this morning?"

    Jing Xiaojun turned around and smiled brightly: "Dad, are you up? Come over and have breakfast!"

    He sat Jing Zhiwen down at the dining table and brought him a bowl of golden porridge: "This is pumpkin and millet porridge. It's good for your stomach."

    Jing Zhiwen pointed to the small bamboo basket: "What is this?"

    "This is a millet and egg pancake, which is good for nourishing the stomach! Eat it quickly! Go to work after eating."

    Making these things is a piece of cake for gourmet Jing Xiaojun.

    Early in the morning, she also took videos of all the delicious food, and registered a Weibo account and a Xiaohongshu account.  Now that you¡¯ve worn it, let¡¯s get some work done!

    Jing Anan, who was watching this scene on the stairs, turned blue with anger, and his knuckles turned white as he held the handrail.

    "An'an, why are you standing here?" She was filled with anger, but was interrupted by Wu Yan's voice.

    Quickly adjusting her mood, she said to Wu Yan: "My sister is so capable. She specially made a nutritious breakfast for dad."

    Wu Yan pursed her lower lips and said, "It's not shameful for a young lady from the Jing family to go to the kitchen. Your fingers are for playing the piano, don't do any kitchen work for me!"

    "I know, Mom!" Jing Anan smiled with satisfaction. She could always make Wu Yan hate Jing Xiaojun with just a little provocation.

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