My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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The words "Zhao An'an" made Jing Yichen stunned slightly, but his gun was still not put down.

His expression was cold, his tone was indifferent, and his tone was unhurried: "It turns out that the person who took Zhao Anan away is you. Very well. You have another reason to die."

"Jing Yichen! If you dare to kill me, Zhao An'an will also be buried with me! You have to think clearly before shooting!"

Jing Yiran's voice was sharp, he was afraid that Jing Yichen had not heard his words clearly, and kept repeating: "Zhao An'an has always been in my hands, I am delicious and delicious for her, but did not move her a finger, do not believe You can call Zhao An'an now and ask her about her situation! If you kill me now, I promise that Zhao An'an will not only die miserably, but will also suffer the most humiliation before his death."

"I want to live, you have to keep me safe. As long as I am safe, all your people will evacuate and stop monitoring me. I will put Zhao Anan back! This is my condition, if you still want you That cousin, it’s best to do what I say!"

There was no slight change in Jing Yichen's expression, but he just looked at Jing Yiran coldly: "You are not qualified to talk to me about the conditions. I said, today is the last day of your life in this world. It will not change in any case!"

Jing Yiran was shocked and angry, and couldn't believe it: "Don't you care about Zhao An'an's life or death at all?! She will die even if I die, how can you tell your aunt!"

"What does Zhao Anan's life and death have to do with me?" Jing Yichen's lips and lips showed a ridiculous smile, and the tone was full of the kind of careless disdain: "She died on her own. It’s deserved to be killed. Why should I save such an idiot? What’s more, isn’t it just that she died? Didn’t Zhao’s family property belong to me?”

Jing Yiran's eyes widened suddenly, as if he didn't know Jing Yichen. He stretched out his still intact finger and pointed at Jing Yichen for a long time. You didn't say a word!

"I'd like to thank you. I told me such a big secret before I died, otherwise, I really don't know who took the scourge away. This is good, so I don't have any mentality. You will be killed by the burden, and you can use your hands to bury the waste of Zhao Anan. This deal is very cost-effective! In the future, even if Zhao Zhao wants to find someone to avenge him, I will not find my head. Thank you I am still doing good deeds for me!"

This time not only Jing Yiran looked at Jing Yichen inexplicably, even the face of the little deer was shocked. She always felt strange, there must be something wrong with Jing Yichen, but she couldn't find out what was wrong. !

Although Jing Yichen did not treat Zhao Anan as well as Shangguan Ning, Zhao Anan was his only cousin and took care of her all the time. Zhao Anan had a cancer recurrence last year. He also struggled to find a hospital to contact her doctor and attached great importance to her She is no different from her sister, how could he suddenly become so indifferent!

"Jing Yichen, you are crazy!" Jing Yi roared silently.

How could this be impossible, this is impossible! Jing Yichen should attach great importance to Zhao An'an, how can he watch Zhao An'an die to his death!

Jing Yiran was trembling all over!

His last hole card also failed!

When did Jing Yichen become so ruthless? !

He would rather give up the right of inheritance, give up the equity of Jingsheng Group, give up his cousin Zhao An'an, and kill him? !

Is he really going to die today? !

However, he spent so much energy that it caused Shangguan Ning to give birth prematurely, and caused the deer to be expelled, but instead of getting the equity and inheritance he wanted, he had to take his own life!

He is not reconciled!

Not willing to die!

There was a breath of death in the air, as if at the next moment, the gun in Jing Yichen's hand, the bullet would fly out, taking away Jing Yiran's life.

Jing Yiran's face was as pale as paper, and the torment and fear brought about by this death made him feel suffocated.

Waiting is long and painful. Waiting for death is an infinite enlargement and infinite extension of every second of pain.

Jing Yiran even felt that the speed of the blood surging from the wounds on his body was accelerating. His blood loss was getting worse and worse, and all the wounds he had just healed seemed to split open in an instant.

Maybe Jing Yichen didn't have to shoot, he only bleeds and drains.

He didn't know how long it had passed. Time seemed to have completely lost its meaning in his life. Maybe it was only a few minutes, maybe it was longer. Jing Yiran could not tell.

The focal length of his pupils had become blurred, and vaguely, he saw a bullet coming towards his eyebrows.

At the next moment, his eyebrows were hit, and he was quickly obliterated by the pain of mountains and rivers. The sharp and hot feeling in his head destroyed his consciousness.

The deafening thunder sounds masked the harsh sound of guns, but they could not cover the blood and death in the air.

Jing Yichen withdrew his gun and stood there, waiting for Jing Yiran's heartbeat to stop.

Ten minutes later, Jing Yiran had completely lost his breath. Jing Yichen withdrew his gaze from his beautiful but pale face, looking out at the stormy rain outside the window, and spoke indifferently to the side of the same pale deer: "Angel, you are no longer The Jing family owes it, and the Jing family does not owe you. I will convey to my father what he said. From today on, you will leave City A and leave this country. During your lifetime, you must not step into this land again."

The deer shook all over, slowly stood up, and said in a dry voice: "Angel obeyed."

Jing Yichen heard her response, gave her a light look, then turned around and strode out.

Outside the villa, heavy rain poured, thunder and thunder, and raging winds raged, and the trees in the garden all broke their waists and were messy.

Jing Yichen's straight figure was gradually obliterated in the storm, even though he was wet by the rain, he still did not stop and still walked firmly in the rain.

Ahu saw Jing Yichen coming out of the villa from a distance in the car, immediately opened the door, and rushed towards him with an umbrella.

"Master, the rain is heavy, don't be cold!"

Jing Yichen said lightly: "It doesn't matter, get in the car and go home."

When he walked to the side of the car and hadn't been seated, the phone in Jing Yichen's pocket rang.

He did not sit in the car anxiously, but took out his phone from his pocket anxiously, pressed the answer button, and put it in his ear.

Li Duo's hoarse but excited voice came from the mobile phone: "Young Master, Miss Watch has been placed properly, no injuries, just hungry, and Dr. Mu is giving her an infusion!"