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< br >Chapter 1300 < br >Jiang Chen is tall, cold and expensive in temperament, and his aura is strong at that station, which makes people's back cold and makes his heart feel frightened. < br >he went straight to Qingning, pushed he Yue, and said angrily, "take your mother and leave here immediately. If you dare to mess with Wei Qingning again, I'll let you get out of Jiangcheng!" < br >he Yue looked at Jiang Chen in surprise. < br >Xu Li quit, too. She had always been proud of her son, so she naturally couldn't stand being reprimanded and looked at Jiang Chen with a twisted eyebrow. "who are you?" < br >Jiang Chen held Qingning's cold hand and said, "her man!" < br >Qingning suddenly looked up at him. < br >Chiang Sen's face was taut and angry. < br >he read in a daze, Xu Li and others were even more stunned, eyes flashed, asked, "you are her man, why does she want to haunt my son?" < br >Jiang Chen looked gloomy. "ask your son, who is bothering whom?" You take your son back today, and if he dares to pester my woman again, I'll make him die ugly! " < br >Xu Li's eyes twinkled, and the man in front of her was dressed in an expensive suit, handsome and awe-inspiring. At first glance, she was not an ordinary person. Although her son was excellent, he was immediately inferior to Jiang Chen. < br >at this moment Zhou Sheng came over and respectfully said, "Boss Jiang, can I help you?" < br >Xu Li turned pale and looked at Zhou Sheng and Rolls-Royce next to her, but she dared not make a sound. < br >Chiang Chen clenched Ching Ning's hand and ordered in a cold voice, "call some bodyguards to guard here, and then someone will pester Ching Ning and break his leg directly!" < br >with that, Jiang Chen walked down the corridor with Qingning. < br >Zhou Sheng looked at he Yue coldly, "do you go by yourself, or shall I send someone to see you off?" < br >onlookers saw that things were reversed and became more and more curious. They all looked at the he family. < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({}); < br >he Yue is embarrassed and embarrassed. He has been respected for his successful study and career, and has never been so embarrassed as he is now. < br >he glanced at his mother, his eyes full of disappointment and grief, and quickly turned away. < br >Xu Li and others naturally did not dare to make trouble, and hurriedly chased he Yue away. < br >Jiang Chen went upstairs with Qingning. Qingning never said a word or took his hand away, but his face was dreadfully pale. < br >when she went upstairs, Mrs. Li opened the door and said with a smile, "are you back?" < br >when she finished, she saw Jiang Chen, her face slightly stiff with a smile. < br >Youyou ran over happily, "Mom, uncle!" < br >Jiang Chen picked you up and said to Sister Li, "Thank you for your hard work. There is a car downstairs to take you back." < br >Mrs. Li said hurriedly, "it doesn't matter. I can catch the last bus." < br >"it's too late. Take my car and take good care of Youyou. I won't treat you badly." < br >Jiang Chen said quietly. < br >Mrs. Li was terrified. "Thank you, thank you, Mr. Jiang." < br >seeing that Qingning's face was not very good, she dared not say more, opened the door and left. < br >Jiang Chen walked inside with Youyou in his arms. "are you sleepy? why don't you let your uncle put you to bed today?" < br >"good!" Youyou nodded, leaned on Jiang Chen's shoulder, frowned and said, "what's wrong with Mom?" < br >Jiang Chen glanced back at the lost Qingning and sneered, "she did something wrong." < br >my long dark eyes are full of seriousness. "I'm sorry for my mother. Uncle, don't be angry with your mother!" < br >Jiang Chen touched her little face sadly. "Let's go to bed first." < br >< br/ >< br >

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