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Chapter 289

A faint coldness appeared in Jingting's eyes, and he ordered, "Send Mr. Yu to the hospital."

"Yes." Two security guards helped Yumengxi and took her into the car.

Jingting glanced coldly, and the staff watching not far away quickly dispersed.

Han Jiamei was in a good mood and said to her subordinates, "Thank you for your hard work today, you can go back first!"

"Yes, Miss." Everyone saluted her together.

The subordinates took steps.

Han Jiamei also turned around and walked towards the cafe downstairs of Jingshi Group.

Jingting looked at the back and followed.

Two minutes later.

In the cafe that was suspected to have been cleared, the pastoral style layout and excellent sound insulation, Jingting and Han Jiamei sat by the window.

The fact is, with General Jing here, who dares to come here during working hours?

"You're a little too much today." Jingting sat on the back of the chair and looked at her dissatisfiedly, "No matter how she said that she was the vice president, you're making trouble at the door of the company, don't you want to be faced?"

"Who doesn't want to be face? You have no subject." Han Jiamei sipped a sip of coffee and chuckled, "Are you taking into account the company's face or her face?"

Jingting looked at her with an iconic depth and coldness in his eyes.

She sipped another sip of coffee, "Are you saying the occasion wrong? Then I'll change the place next time."

Han Jiamei raised her eyes and found that Jingting's black eyes became deeper and boundless. She didn't understand what he was thinking, and he didn't seem to be so angry.

"Actually, you don't know, she did it first." Han Jiamei finished venting and explained seriously, "She asked someone to beat me yesterday. If those people weren't too bad, Xiaomi and I would have suffered!"

When talking about Xiaomi, Jingting's heart was vaguely touched by something.

He also knew what happened yesterday.

So he was not very angry today and let her make a big fuss at the company's door.

Han Jiamei knelt a lot of melon seeds and was very thirsty.

She simply put down the silver spoon, picked up the cup, and drank the slightly bitter coffee in one go, which was very heroic, just like her character.

Putting down the empty cup and standing up, she said, "I admit that I was a bit too much today, but I am also trying to stand up for Xiaomi!" After that, she turned around and left.

Looking at the back that never looked back, Li Mi's appearance appeared in front of her eyes.

Those pictures sore his eyes and hurt his heart.

Thinking of her and Zhang Linmo taking people to Jade Bay to grab the children, and thinking of her wanting to escape from Jiangcheng completely, Jingting's face became a little colder again.

As long as he thinks of her, he will feel very bad. If he thinks deeper, he will have a headache and love will lead to hatred.

This damn memory!

What happened before the car accident?

Jingting didn't drink coffee, so he got up and walked out.

Deliberately clear the woman's memory from her mind! If you don't think about it, you won't be upset!

The company's departments have spread about Mr. Yu being beaten up, after all, many people have witnessed it with their own eyes.

"At least slapped more than a hundred times in the face, right?"

"The face is swollen, and blood still seeps in the corners of the mouth. How painful should it be?"

"It hurts aside, losing face is a big deal. President Yu must have no shame to see us, and he will not be able to take the steps of self-confidence in the company in the future."

"Who is that woman? She is so brave? She is so arrogant!"

"It is said to be the mayor's daughter."

"Oh, that's no wonder..."

"I think President Jing's reaction is also very strange. People are bullying. Logically, my fiancée cannot be protected? Why are you watching like someone who is fine?"

Mo Fan stopped and put all these comments into his ears.
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